The Auction Comes to an End

The Auction Came to an End

After what had happened twice before, the cultivators present didn't leave. Thousands of eyes stared straight at Shi Yue.

If looks could kill, Shi Yue didn't know how many times he would have died by now.

Thousands of fervent gazes were fixed on Shi Yue, among them those of no small number of Nascent Soul Cultivators and Core Formation Cultivators.

Shi Yue looked perfectly composed, as if nothing could ruffle him.

He cupped his hands toward the cultivators on the Second Floor and said with a smile, "Seniors and fellow Daoists, as I said earlier, the Thousand-Year Golden Lotus Flower is the last Thousand-Year Spirit Herb up for auction today. My auction ends here."

The other Nascent Soul Cultivators who hadn't managed to buy a Thousand-Year Spirit Herb looked somewhat disappointed.

"The auction is now officially over. Fellow Daoists, you may leave. Please do so in an orderly manner to avoid any unpleasant incidents." Bai Pu rose and cupped his hands toward the cultivators on the Second Floor.

With the auction officially over, the cultivators present began leaving one after another. Some, however, remained seated, barely moving as several hundred ill-intentioned gazes drifted over Shi Yue.

Shi Yue had auctioned off four items in total, each fetching more than a million Spirit Stones. Their combined value came to a staggering five million eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones. That was no small sum; even Nascent Soul Cultivators might not be able to produce it, let alone Core Formation Cultivators. It was enough to make many people risk everything!

In truth, Shi Yue would only receive three million six hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Li Liang still hadn't been repaid the one million four hundred thousand he'd lent him, so after deducting that, Shi Yue would be