What Does It Mean to Spend Money Like Dirt?

After the white-haired elder made his bid, the auction hall immediately fell silent.

Of course, they were weighing whether they were qualified to obtain it. Some were waiting to see how the price developed, while others were considering whether they had the strength to protect the Bodhi Pill from being snatched away after winning it.

This silence lasted for roughly three minutes before a hoarse voice broke out in a sinister laugh.

"Xuan Yin, you old bastard, you're in such a hurry. Since that's the case, I'll join in too.

"My Demon Sect bids forty million gold coins. Heh heh... My Demon Sect is quite interested in this Bodhi Pill."

"The Demon Sect?"

Hearing of this unfamiliar faction, Xiao Xuan did not care much. At most, it was merely a Dou Zong sect.

Looking at the man, Xiao Xuan found his appearance rather strange.

His body and limbs were no different from those of an ordinary person, except that his skin was covered in dense, jet-black scales. In place of a human head, he had a ferocious snake's head.

The snake head looked lifelike, its narrow snake pupils coldly watching the crowd.

"Mo Lie, you old immortal! You actually dare compete with me? I bid forty-five million!"

Elder Xuan Yin flew into a rage. He had always had a grudge against the Demon Sect, and now that enemies had met, their eyes burned with hatred.

After viciously glaring at Mo Lie with his sinister eyes, he raised his bid toward the auction platform again.

Faced with Elder Xuan Yin's bid, Mo Lie let out a hissing laugh and raised the price.

"Then my Demon Sect bids fifty million!"

"You win!"

Hearing Mo Lie's bid, Elder Xuan Yin angrily flicked his sleeve, clearly intending to stop competing.

"Is there anyone willing to bid higher?"

Zhuge Jing silently watched the conflict between the two without saying a word.

The fiercer these bidders fought, the better. No matter what, when the snipe and clam fought, the fisherman profited. She only had to wait quietly for heaps of money to pour into her pocket.

"Then... fifty-one million."

The people in several other auction rooms finally began bidding. Judging from the voice, the bidder was actually a woman.

The woman wore an elegant pale-yellow dress and stood quietly in her auction room. She was jade-like in bearing, graceful and refined, noble yet poised. Her stunning appearance and elegant temperament were no less impressive than Zhuge Jing's.

"Fifty-two million."

After the woman made her bid, a man's voice followed. Everyone's gazes swept toward the bidder once more.

He was a rather handsome young man, about twenty-five years old. With his arms folded over his chest, he leaned against his chair and smiled at the woman who had bid earlier.

"Lady Yu, it is truly my honor to see you here."

"Lord Chen, I hope you have been well."

Lady Yu calmly looked at him. There was not the slightest ripple in her beautiful eyes as she continued bidding.

"Fifty-five million."

"Lady Yu, what boldness. Unfortunately, I am determined to have it today, so I cannot bear to yield it to you. I bid sixty million!"

The crowd below was slightly stunned as they watched the two put on this little performance. A moment later, they recovered and carefully considered their words.

Before long, someone cried out in alarm.

"Lady Yu... Lord Chen...

"Could they be from the Yu Clan and Chen Clan, two of the Four Great Clans in the Imperial Capital?"

There were Four Great Clans in the Imperial Capital. These clans possessed immense influence there, and even the Di Clan Liuyun had to treat them with caution.

Thus, people in the Imperial Capital knew nearly everything about them. However, the members of these four great clans had always kept a low profile. No one expected the Bodhi Pill auction to draw them out.

There were very few people in the Imperial Capital who could bid sixty million. Among such people, those surnamed Chen and Yu could only be of one identity.

By then, the price had been raised to sixty million. After hesitating for a long while, Mo Lie of the Demon Sect bid sixty-five million.

However, the moment he spoke, Lord Chen raised the bid again to seventy million.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, he could only shake his head and give up the auction.

The auction hall was so quiet that a needle could have been heard dropping. It could be said that only Wang and Han were still competing for the Bodhi Pill, and a new round of battle between them began.

"Seventy-one million."

"Seventy-five million."

"Eighty million."

"Eighty-seven million."

"One hundred million gold coins!"

"..."

"Whoa..."

It was that fellow in the mysterious private room again. Who exactly was this person?

Zhuge Jing looked toward that private room again, Xiao Xuan's youthful face appearing in her mind.

Xiao Xuan had fully embodied what it meant to spend money like dirt—the truth that anything money could solve was not a problem.

"Who are you, sir? Are you determined to make an enemy of my Chen Family?

"If you yield it to me, you will certainly become an honored guest of my Chen Family in the future."

Lord Chen's face darkened, but he did not wish to casually offend such an extravagant tycoon.

With methods like these, his background should not be inferior to Lord Chen's own.

"Haha, at an auction, wealth reigns supreme.

"Lord Chen, did you not bring enough money? Would you like to return after you have brought enough?"

"Hmph... What a sharp tongue!"

"O-one hundred million gold coins. Is there anyone willing to offer more than this?"

Lady Yu and Lord Chen both frowned slightly. A moment later, they sat back down, clearly giving up on the bidding.

Zhuge Jing's voice trembled at that moment, caused by her excitement.

It had doubled—no, increased several times over.

In the end, the Bodhi Pill's auction price stopped at one hundred million.

Since no one else intends to bid, Zhuge Jing officially announces that the Bodhi Pill has been won by the mysterious guest in the Heavenly Box for one hundred million!"

After hearing Zhuge Jing announce the result, the people around her could not help sighing in amazement.

One hundred million! This price had probably broken the highest auction record since the auction house was established, hadn't it?

As Zhuge Jing's voice fell, Lord Chen slowly stood up. Under countless watchful eyes, he expressionlessly walked toward the backstage area of the auction house.

As the auction ended, people in the auction hall began rising and leaving one after another.

However, those leaving carried more or less a trace of cold killing intent.

Seeing this, Xiao Xuan could not help sighing inwardly. It seemed a killing spree was about to begin.

"Although the auction has ended, the real show is probably only just beginning..."

Xiao Xuan stood and headed straight for the backstage area of the auction house.

It was time for him to collect the Ice Spirit Cold Saliva and Bodhi Pill.

Auction house, exchange counter.

Xiao Xuan slowly walked through the crowd, looking in no hurry to collect the auction items that belonged to him.

"Friend ahead, could you stop for a moment?"

A calm voice came from behind Xiao Xuan. Xiao Xuan frowned and turned to look at the person who had called him.

"It's you?"

Xiao Xuan raised his brows slightly. He had not expected the one calling him to be Lord Chen, who had bid on the Bodhi Pill.

"What is it?"

Xiao Xuan's expression remained calm. He did not believe the other party had called him over for no reason.

"You are indeed straightforward, my friend, so I shall speak plainly."

A smile appeared on Lord Chen's face as his gaze slowly focused on Xiao Xuan.

"I am quite interested in the Ice Spirit Cold Saliva and Bodhi Pill that you bid on. Would you be willing to part with them? I will certainly offer you a satisfactory price!"

Xiao Xuan only sneered inwardly at his words. He really would not give up until he reached the Yellow River. Xiao Xuan had known he would say this, so he replied blandly, "I paid a high price for them. They are not for sale."

"Boy, my young master has taken a liking to your things. That is your blessing. Do not fail to appreciate the favor!"

Seeing Xiao Xuan answer this way, the grim-faced middle-aged man beside Lord Chen immediately sneered.

"Ah, Uncle Hua, speak more politely. This friend is merely still considering it."

The smile on Lord Chen's face grew even wider, though it looked ill-intentioned no matter how one viewed it.

"Isn't that right, my friend?"

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Xuan again. His smiling eyes were now as sharp and oppressive as blades.

If a tiger does not show its might, do you really think I am just a sick cat carrying gold through the streets?

"Hmph..."