"Three hundred thousand!"
"Are you insane?!"
"...Who is that, throwing Immortal Stones around like dirt?"
"Young Master, three hundred thousand—we should stop bidding." An old servant was sweating profusely, feeling that the Immortal Stones of that bidding cultivator seemed to have been blown in on the wind. There had not been the slightest hesitation in those bids.
The young master's face turned ashen, and he silently nodded.
The momentum behind those bids made it seem as though no matter how high he raised the price, the other party would immediately crush it. Deliberately driving up the price would be too frivolous; it would offend others and create karma for himself. Without the strength, it was better to keep his mouth shut.
Within three breaths.
The deal was sealed.
The Ximen private room secured the item.
"Moo~" Black Bull looked toward Chen Xun. The latter's eyes had actually fallen into a faint daze. It asked in confusion, "Moo?!"
"What the hell..."
Chen Xun cursed softly at Black Bull. "Old Bull, in the time it takes an incense stick to burn, my Spirit Seal has gained a million Immortal Stones. I'm not even spending as fast as I'm earning."
He was not exaggerating in the slightest. If anything, he had understated it—it should have increased by over 1.2 million Immortal Stones.
Black Bull froze, then nodded as if it were only natural. That was how it was to begin with...
Chen Xun let out a sigh.
If they saw something useful or liked it, then they should spend.
If nothing unexpected happened, the Immortal Stones earned by the cultivators selling these heavenly treasures would likely slowly return to his Spirit Seal through various channels years later. Whether it was his own enterprises or those of the Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory, their holdings