Five billion.
The entire venue was stunned into silence.
Yet Xu Xiaoshou remained composed. Facing the many people casting shocked looks toward private room 209, he said calmly:
"If I understood correctly, at the Spirit Palace Trading Fair, the capable take the stage. In a place like this, one shouldn't be looking at one's backing, right?"
The entire venue fell silent.
That was true enough!
But did he have to be this stubborn? Wasn't this a living example of refusing to turn back until he hit the southern wall—men dying for wealth, birds perishing for food?
"Six billion." Private room 1 ignored all that and spoke coldly.
This time, everyone felt cold sweat seep down their backs.
For the first time, the Holy Spirit Hall was bidding so formally. Would First Pavilion Under Heaven take the challenge?
"Seven billion." Xu Xiaoshou spoke with effortless ease.
"Good heavens above~"
Someone below immediately couldn't take it anymore.
Had First Pavilion Under Heaven gone mad? Going head-to-head with the Holy Spirit Hall? "Badass!"
"As expected of First Pavilion Under Heaven! As expected of those who dared to call themselves First Pavilion Under Heaven! As expected of a demi-saint faction... That nerve, damn it, I respect no one but you!"
Voices rose all around.
Even hegemonic factions from all regions, such as Returning Sound Pavilion in private room 3 and Great String Celestial Sect in private room 13, were utterly shocked.
They had already tried their best to raise their opinion and estimation of First Pavilion Under Heaven.
Yet they had never expected that, after the matter involving the Alchemist Association, First Pavilion Under Heaven's confidence and background would once again exceed their expectations.
In this situation, even if the Pavilion Lord of Returning Sound Pavilion or the Sect Master of Great String Celestial