"Alright, one hundred million. The guest in the third private room has bid one hundred million. Any higher bids?"
The old man, who had originally resigned himself to his fate, perked up at the sound of one hundred million, his voice growing louder.
Ninety-nine million and one hundred million were simply not the same.
Though the difference was only one million, they sounded completely different.
That was why he was so delighted.
"One hundred million? You really have one hundred million?"
Even Yun Qiyue beside him was startled by Ye Lin's bid.
"My entire fortune."
Facing Yun Qiyue's questioning gaze, Ye Lin smiled faintly.
"That's still incredible."
Yun Qiyue clicked her tongue in amazement.
She had asked her master about Ye Lin.
Before becoming her junior brother, he had been a Rogue Cultivator.
Like all other Rogue Cultivators, he had come to the Origin Continent alone and made his way through the world alone.
Yet a Rogue Cultivator like him could actually produce one hundred million trading points?
For other Rogue Cultivators, even if you were a Daluo Golden Immortal, working for tens of millions of years might not earn you one hundred million trading points.
This junior brother before her truly kept his depths hidden.
"Junior Brother, you should have told me you had so much money earlier."
Hearing that, Ye Lin felt a faint stir of emotion in his heart.
He had not expected...
"You should have told me earlier so I could borrow money from you."
Ye Lin: "..."
Ye Lin was completely speechless.
He had thought his senior sister meant something else.
"Alright, let us congratulate the esteemed guest in the third private room for obtaining the Enlightenment Fruit."
"Go, deliver it to the esteemed guest in the third private room."
On the platform, the old