He had even planned to suddenly back out when Chen Changqing called out two and a half million, turning the tables and screwing Chen Changqing over instead.
But Chen Changqing stopped.
Two million supreme-grade spirit stones.
For a Bloodfiend Yin Raksha Pearl worth at most eight hundred thousand.
Yue Xuan felt his blood and qi surge violently in his chest. Sweetness filled his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Your Highness!"
The old Tribulation Immortal hurried forward to support him.
Yue Xuan shoved the old man away and stared fixedly toward the Heaven No. 1 private room.
"Chen Changqing."
"If I do not avenge this grudge, I, Yue Xuan, swear I am not human!"
Inside the private room.
Chen Changqing listened to the commotion below, his mood soaring.
Liu Ruyan shook her head helplessly.
"Your methods really are underhanded."
Chen Changqing leaned back in his chair.
"When dealing with demonic cultivators, why bother talking about fairness and honor?"
"Every spirit stone I can swindle out of him is a blow to the Yinyue Holy Dynasty's strength."
"That is called ridding the people of a scourge."
Liu Ruyan was left speechless by his crooked logic.
The auction continued.
After that little incident, the atmosphere in the hall grew even more fervent.
One rare treasure after another was sold.
Chen Changqing made no further bids.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the item that had triggered a reaction from the inheritance token.
Two hours later.
The auction finally entered its closing stages.
Onstage, Qian Tong took a deep breath. The smile on his face faded, replaced by an exceedingly solemn expression.
"Esteemed guests."
"All the preliminary auction items have now been sold."
"Next is the final grand finale of this auction."
The atmosphere in the hall instantly tightened.
Everyone's gaze