"Let me put it this way: the Formless Soul-Devouring Beasts were slaughtered to extinction long ago. Even the Origin Chamber of Commerce doesn't have his essence blood."
"His essence blood has considerable effects even on Daluo Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints."
Listening to Yun Qiyue's explanation, Ye Lin found himself coveting the essence blood as well.
At the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, treasures capable of affecting one's Primordial Spirit were simply too scarce.
The blood pearl before them could be called a treasure among treasures.
He wanted it too.
But the price had already soared to ten million trading points.
And the pace of the bids showed no sign of slowing.
Even Ye Lin, burning with desire, suppressed the heat in his heart.
If the price stayed below thirty million, he could consider making a move.
If it exceeded thirty million, then forget it.
There was no need to squander his entire fortune over a single treasure.
Though he had well over a hundred million trading points in hand, that did not mean he could spend them recklessly.
Having money did not mean one should throw it around.
Ye Lin tapped the ground, quietly listening to the bids rising all around him.
"Twenty million trading points."
"Twenty-one million."
"Twenty-two million."
Hearing those bids, Ye Lin could not help but sigh. There really were too many rich people.
More than twenty million trading points was enough to buy the life of a Daluo Golden Immortal.
No—perhaps the life of a Daluo Golden Immortal was not even worth that much.
"Thirty million trading points."
In the blink of an eye, the price reached thirty million trading points.
At that point, Ye Lin gave up as well.
Thirty million trading points was not yet the end.
There was no need for