One stone stirred a thousand waves.
More than half the spectators in the auction hall were frightened away by those six short words. The auction house, once packed to the brim, now held only a dozen or so figures with formidable auras seated within. The already taut atmosphere reached an unprecedented peak with that bid, ready to erupt at any moment.
Even among the Ancient Eight Clans, a Nine-grade Treasure Pill was an exceedingly precious medicinal pill. Within the Eight Clans, only reclusive Dou Saints of great seniority and exalted status were generally qualified to enjoy such a thing. This bid had pushed the price of the Fragmented Map to an unprecedented height. No matter who it was, they had to carefully weigh whether it was worth offering an even higher price for it!
"If we keep bidding like this, our losses will be absurd. Can we consider other methods to obtain that Fragmented Map?"
Xiao Yan lightly tugged at Yao Ling's sleeve and lowered his voice until only the two of them could hear it. In his view, they should not have so rashly put such precious pills up for trade. One Nine-grade Treasure Pill was already the highest price he could accept. If the price of this Fragmented Map continued to soar, then they might as well consider other means to take it...
"You mean using force to seize it after the auction ends?" Yao Ling firmly shook her head. "Every opponent still bidding in this auction house is an elder from another Ancient Race. If we truly want to snatch something from their hands, the price we would have to pay is definitely beyond what either of us can bear!"
Xiao Yan's expression darkened at Yao Ling's words. This time, their pockets were bound to bleed heavily.