The Demonic Blood Is Mine!
Lin Bai heard the auction elder directly announce his name and identity, and a trace of displeasure crossed his face. He quickly concealed it, picked up the teacup beside him, took a small sip, and waited for the final result.
In another part of the private room, Gu Lingfei wore a gloomy expression, a sharp glint swirling in his narrowed eyes.
Ever since Lin Bai called out the price of "250 million," the entire venue had fallen into deathly silence. Even Gu Lingfei had not continued bidding!
The many martial artists were wondering if Gu Lingfei had been intimidated by the might of the Demonic Sword and intended to give up, unwilling to make an enemy of its inheritor.
However, after a long silence, Gu Lingfei spoke with a dark expression. "300 million!"
The moment Gu Lingfei spoke, the entire venue erupted into an uproar.
They all understood that Gu Lingfei intended to fight this Demonic Sword inheritor for it.
"350 million."
Lin Bai immediately called out his price!
"400 million!"
Gu Lingfei clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot. The two words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth.
Although this bottle of demonic beast blood from the Yang God Realm was extraordinarily precious, 300 million spirit stones was already the most it was worth. Gu Lingfei had only brought 400 million spirit stones with him.
This bid was practically Gu Lingfei's final price.
"450 million!"
Lin Bai called out again without hesitation.
Hearing Lin Bai announce the next price without the slightest hesitation, Gu Lingfei was so furious that he nearly vomited blood in the room. He glared viciously in Lin Bai's direction. "Good for you, Demonic Sword inheritor. You're ruthless!"
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