When Lin Chen suddenly stirred awake and showed great interest in that Ninth-grade Spirit Medicine, a trace of surprise appeared on Liu Jiang's wrinkled, aged face, but he did not ask further.
Although Liu Jiang had not known Lin Chen for long, he held a measure of appreciation for him and even intended to befriend him deliberately.
It was all because, as long as Lin Chen grew strong enough to move the Liu Clan, his younger brother Liu Mu, who had wandered outside for many years, would have a chance to return to the Liu Clan completely.
The bidding continued.
Although relatively few people wanted to bid for this Spirit Medicine, more than a dozen were still tempted. Thus, within just a few minutes, the Azure Vine Soul Grass had been driven up to a price of one hundred and thirty thousand Pure Yuan Pills.
"Two hundred thousand Pure Yuan Pills!"
Lin Chen naturally had no intention of wasting time waiting any longer and directly named such an astronomical price.
Two hundred thousand Pure Yuan Pills was an enormous sum even for an ordinary Qi Creation Realm cultivator, but to the current Lin Chen, it was hardly worth mentioning.
Pure Yuan Pills would soon become, like Yang Yuan Pills before them, currency he discarded on the Tianxuan Continent.
The sudden, indifferent voice made those who had been considering it freeze briefly. They then turned their gazes toward its source, toward the VIP box where Lin Chen was seated.
"It's actually Lin Chen..."
"Forget it. This Spirit Medicine is not fated for me."
"..."
After confirming that Lin Chen in the pavilion was the one who had made the bid, the few people who had been competing immediately chose to withdraw.
Seven days had made Lin Chen known to nearly everyone