"Your Excellency the Pope, should we bid on this Parchment Scroll containing an Adaptive Spirit Skill?"
Chrysanthemum Du asked with a fawning expression.
Bibi Dong said nothing, merely nodding lightly. Chrysanthemum Du immediately understood and called out, "One Hundred Seventy-Five Thousand Auction Points."
"One Hundred Eighty Thousand Auction Points!"
Ning Fengzhi's voice soon came through, still as unhurried and composed as ever.
"One Hundred Ninety Thousand Auction Points!"
Qian Daoliu was equally unwilling to fall behind and quoted another price.
This wasn't how the script was supposed to go.
Yu Yuanzhen was completely dumbfounded at this moment.
They weren't playing by the rules at all. This script was all wrong.
Why were these people bidding so fiercely, without the slightest hesitation? Were they all damn rich?
They had agreed to spend rationally, yet every single one of them was spending like a madman.
It felt as though One Hundred Eighty or Ninety Thousand Auction Points were nothing more than a trivial sum to them.
Yu Yuanzhen's confidence in securing the item, once absolute, wavered at this moment.
Although he still had reserves in hand, he absolutely could not spend so freely without concern.
They were the Blue Dot Tyrannosaurus Rex Family, one of the Three Upper Sects! Why did coming to this Auction Pavilion make him feel poor?!
He had thought he had prepared more than enough!
Only after arriving did he discover it was still not enough!
Had these bastards brought all the money they had stashed away?!
"Big Brother, perhaps they're bluffing us," Yu Luomian analyzed.
"This auction is like a gambling table. Sometimes, what matters isn't just strength and luck."
"It also depends on one's acting."
"Perhaps One Hundred Ninety Thousand Auction Points are also a considerable expense for them. But to prove that they have victory