I now declare the auction for the Eight Spider Lances officially open.
The starting price is Thirty Thousand Auction Points, with a minimum increment of One Thousand Auction Points per bid.
"Please place your bids."
The moment Daji finished speaking, an aged voice immediately rang out.
"Fifty Thousand Auction Points..."
Hiss—
Truly terrifying.
Everyone knew that these evolvable Eight Spider Lances would ultimately fetch an astronomical price.
But to raise the bid directly to Fifty Thousand Auction Points...
Everyone was startled.
How extravagant.
The final selling price of the first auction item had only been Seventy-Five Thousand Auction Points.
This was the confidence of the wealthy!
--
The Shrek group all drooled with envy.
Money could not accomplish everything, but without money, one could accomplish nothing at all.
For example, if they were as rich as a nation at this auction, they would not have to sit here watching helplessly.
Seeing the burning look in Xie Yue's eyes, Hu Liena poured cold water on him. "Brother, forget it. Even if the three of us pooled all our Auction Points together, it still definitely wouldn't be enough."
After a pause, Hu Liena added meaningfully, "And are you planning to compete with Master for it?"
Xie Yue immediately shuddered and shook his head. "Sister, how could I not know? The Pope has Twin Martial Souls, and both are spider-type. These Eight Spider Lances are practically tailor-made for the Pope."
"I'm just jealous..."
"Sixty Thousand Auction Points."
Demon Subduing Douluo named a price. After serving as a Worship for so many years, he had accumulated quite a few valuable treasures, as well as some low-grade soul bones, all of which he had exchanged for Auction Points.
Before coming to the auction, he had even borrowed some from his brother, Thousand Jun Douluo.
He could be considered well-off.
These evolvable Eight Spider Lances perfectly matched his original purpose for attending the auction: increasing his strength.
"Sixty-Five Thousand Auction Points."
"Seventy Thousand Auction Points."
"Seventy-Five Thousand Auction Points."
"Eighty Thousand Auction Points."
The bidding for the Eight Spider Lances in the Auction Pavilion had already reached a fever pitch.
Bids rose one after another throughout the auction hall.
This time, there were clearly more bidders competing for the Eight Spider Lances than there had been for the Heaven Restoring Pill.
Moreover, every bidder's voice was full of fervor.
It seemed that improving one's raw strength was the pursuit of all soul masters.
Su Mu sighed. Douluo Continent truly hid dragons and crouching tigers. There were quite a few hidden tycoons. Some of the bidders had only been mentioned in passing in the original story.
Yet every one of them was loaded.
However, Su Mu kept his gaze fixed on the boxes occupied by Ning Fengzhi and Bibi Dong.
Because neither of them had made a bid yet.
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Inside another Purple Box.
An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in golden robes embroidered with silver, sat cross-legged. He was Spirit Hall's Second Worship, the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Calm and composed, he unhurriedly named a price.
Eighty-One Thousand Auction Points.
These External Soul Bones are interesting. I'll take them back and play with them.
Who was that?
Everyone else was raising by Five Thousand at a time.
How could he have the nerve to raise it by only One Thousand at a time?
Who knew?
Maybe this bidder was just having fun.
"Hundred Thousand Auction Points."
Demon Subduing Douluo named another price, and his eyes had turned red.
He directly raised the price to the limit he could accept.
What if he got lucky and scared off the other bidders?
Sure enough, after Demon Subduing Douluo made his bid, the Auction Pavilion fell into brief silence.
Some of the bidders had not prepared sufficiently and had not exchanged for many Auction Points.
Besides, Hundred Thousand Auction Points was definitely not a low price. It had already exceeded the means of many people.
"Hundred Thousand Auction Points, going once," Daji said softly.
Did I really win the gamble?
Demon Subduing Douluo was overjoyed. Looking at the Eight Spider Lances on the auction stage, it was as though they already belonged to him.
"One Hundred One Thousand Auction Points."
The next instant, an aged voice rang out, shattering Demon Subduing Douluo's beautiful dream.
And once again, it was only an increase of One Thousand...
He followed the voice with his eyes. After his initial unwillingness, he became resigned.
He knew that voice all too well. Within the Worship Hall, there were two powerhouses he feared the most.
The one he feared most was the owner of that voice, Golden Crocodile Douluo.
He feared him even more than Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu.
As the lowest-ranking member of the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu merely assigned him tasks from time to time.
But Golden Crocodile Douluo was the most senior member of the Worship Hall. Even Qian Daoliu treated him with great respect, and he was basically never assigned any tasks.
What kind of sense would it make for the lowest-ranking member to sit around idle while making the oldest level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo run errands?
Yet that old crocodile never could sit still. Either he wanted to stretch his muscles and find someone to spar with, or he had gained a new insight and wanted someone to test it on.
And he was always the unfortunate victim.
What sparring or exchange? It was nothing more than a one-sided beating.
It was infuriating.
One Hundred Ten Thousand Auction Points.
As the number of bids grew fewer and fewer, Bibi Dong's lips curled into a confident smile, as if she had the entire situation under control. This price was probably everyone's limit by now.
With that thought, Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed, and a smile appeared on her face.
"One Hundred Ten Thousand Auction Points. Is there a higher bid?" Daji's gaze swept across the hall.
"One Hundred Eleven Thousand Auction Points." The same aged voice rang out again.
"Uncle Jian, it's time for us to make our move. That female voice just now should have been Bibi Dong.
Although the boxes blocked spiritual perception and could not be probed, someone as prominent as Bibi Dong was simply too conspicuous. No matter where she went, people would be watching her.
Besides, a person's voice was difficult to change.
As for the other aged voice, even Ning Fengzhi did not know who it belonged to, but he did not care.
Sword Douluo nodded as well. "It's almost time for the final stage. There are not many people left who are qualified to participate in the bidding."
"Indeed." Ning Fengzhi named a price. "One Hundred Fifteen Thousand Auction Points."
"Your Holiness, that Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is truly detestable. He's the one driving up the price."
"No matter." Bibi Dong was full of confidence. Unhurried and unperturbed, she raised the bid. "One Hundred Twenty Thousand Auction Points."
"One Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Auction Points."
"One Hundred Thirty Thousand Auction Points."
"One Hundred Thirty-Five Thousand Auction Points."
"One Hundred Fifty Thousand Auction Points."
Th-This was truly a battle among immortals...
Everyone was once again stunned by the terrifying price. They had already realized that after One Hundred Fifteen Thousand Auction Points, only two people remained in the bidding.
That old man who had originally raised the bid by One Thousand Auction Points each time had clearly been eliminated as well.
"Those two are really going all out. Neither is willing to let go."
"Of course. It's obvious that neither of them lacks money. When they encounter an evolvable External Soul Bone, they're both determined to get it."
"The real show is about to begin."
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Su Mu was equally shaken, again and again. One Hundred Fifty Thousand Auction Points had already exceeded his expectations.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall were really going head-to-head.
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