"Seven Tier 8 Medicinal Pills that drew Eight-Colored Pill Lightning!"
At that price, nine out of ten people present gave up on the contest.
The Wind Fury Dragon Flame was excellent. No one could deny that.
But under normal circumstances, this was about as high as its price would go.
To be honest, a Heavenly Flame ranked eighteenth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking offered only a limited boost to an individual's strength at the Dou Venerable level.
It was Alchemists who had a greater need for Heavenly Flames.
So once someone offered seven Tier 8 Medicinal Pills that had drawn Eight-Colored Pill Lightning, few were willing to bid again.
After all, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame wasn't in the top ten of the Heavenly Flame Ranking. It hadn't even made the top fifteen!
Its value naturally wasn't high enough to justify an absurd price.
This bid was already a little above its value.
"Would any other friend like to offer a higher price?"
After three minutes passed without another bid, Old Man Baoshan spoke up.
The price had already met the Three Hidden Sects' earlier expectations.
Still, he would gladly take more if the bidding went higher.
But no one was foolish enough to bid blindly the moment they saw a Heavenly Flame.
A minute passed after Old Man Baoshan spoke, and still no one answered.
Seeing this, the Dou Zun expert who had offered the seven Tier 8 Medicinal Pills that drew Eight-Colored Pill Lightning could no longer hide his smile.
He was an Alchemist, and a seventh-tier one at that.
He had always wanted to find a Heavenly Flame to refine so he could raise his rank as an Alchemist.
Yet after all these years, he still hadn't managed it.
Now that he had finally seen a Heavenly