Grasp at Small Gains, Lose the Bigger Prize

"Damn!"

In a private room somewhere, Xiao Aotian slammed a fist onto the table and shot to his feet. "Damn it! Damn it!"

Mu Qingluan giggled beside him.

"Junior Brother Xiao, if you can't outbid him, then so be it. An Eighth Grade Pill with Four-Colored Pill Lightning is indeed rare. Why get so worked up?"

Was Xiao Aotian angry because he had failed to snatch the Immaculate Profound Crystal?

No!

He was angry about the pill Yang Shan had offered! Since when had the Fire Bodhi Pill become an Eighth Grade Pill? Wasn't it a Grade Seven Pill? No wonder he had volunteered himself to Burning Flame Valley some time ago, only to be turned away.

Xiao Aotian had still found it strange. As a high-tier Seven-Rank Alchemist with a Heavenly Flame, could he not even handle a Fire Bodhi Pill? Did Tang Zhen no longer want to heal Tang Huo'er? After all that, it turned out they simply did not think much of a Seven-Rank Alchemist!

Xiao Aotian had originally held onto a sliver of hope.

Hope, my ass! The Fire Bodhi Pill had appeared in Yang Shan's hands, and even if the formula for the Fire Bodhi Pill had not come from Burning Flame Valley...

With Yang Shan's abilities, delivering the Fire Bodhi Pill to Tang Huo'er would be effortless!

It was over. Completely over...

No matter how Xiao Aotian stomped his feet now, it was useless.

In truth, the commotion in Xiao Aotian's private room reflected the uproar throughout the entire auction.

Yang Shan's extravagant bid did not silence the hall.

Cries of shock rose one after another, drowning out even the auctioneer's voice.

The auctioneer had long been prepared. He clapped his hands, and shifting light appeared on the large screen behind him, displaying the