"Three million Universal Coins."
Xia Ping placed his bid, raising the price three- or fourfold in one stroke.
The moment he spoke, an uproar erupted around him.
"Damn it, that spoiled young master is bidding again."
"He's completely insane. That damaged magical treasure is actually worth three million Universal Coins?"
"No, bidding that high... could that black bead actually be some kind of treasure?"
"Treasure my ass. I've looked at that black bead several times before. It has no spirituality left at all—what treasure could it be? This kid just has too much money with nowhere to spend it, so he's showing off here."
"If you have money, go somewhere else. Why come here to bully people? Are you even going to let us buy anything?"
Everyone gritted their teeth in fury and anguish. They had come here to buy treasures, only for such a shameless rich brat to show up and sweep up the goods.
Hearing that price, some people who had wanted to buy the black bead cheaply and study it—perhaps finding a way to restore its artifact spirit—immediately backed down.
They would have to be out of their minds to spend more than three million Universal Coins on a damaged bead.
The people in the private rooms also said nothing. Their targets were the finale items; they did not even spare a glance for things like this, much less compete over them and waste money.
"Alright, sold for three million."
Manager Tan Ming immediately struck the table with his hammer and announced the sale. He was overjoyed inside. This bottom-of-the-barrel trash had finally been auctioned off—and at a high price, no less.
He was instantly moved to tears with gratitude toward Xia Ping. If such a sucker had not appeared, how could their company have made any