A fifty percent reduction was indeed good news to those who had already been interested.
Therefore, no one complained or hurled insults anymore.
"I bid 110!"
"I bid 120!"
"I bid 130!"
The bidding quickly began.
After round after round of calls, the price once again reached 200 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.
Only this time, everyone was far more enthusiastic.
Xu Changqing was also interested in this Four Seasons Fruit Tree, but he did not speak.
At present, two-thirds fewer people were bidding than before.
Yet five people were still competing without pause.
The price climbed from 200 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to 250 before their eyes.
At last, the five bidders became two.
The two of them were cautious, both timing their bids to the very last moment.
Each increase was only 10 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. Neither dared to raise it too much, afraid of getting the short end of the stick.
When the price reached 270, one of them helplessly shook his head and withdrew.
Liu Sang revealed a smug smile. "Looks like this fruit tree is mine?"
Just then, Xu Changqing finally spoke. "280!"
The instant those words rang out, the smile on Liu Sang's face froze. He then glared furiously toward the source of the voice.
This person looked utterly unremarkable, no different from an ordinary Rogue Cultivator.
Yet he had not expected the man to dare cut in at such a moment.
The host smiled. "280, going once... 280, going twice... 280, going thr—"
Liu Sang's heart tightened, and he blurted out, "290!"
Who would have thought that Xu Changqing would follow immediately, saying expressionlessly, "300."
Liu Sang's expression changed drastically, and he could not help saying, "Fellow Daoist, it's only a rare fruit tree. Why go this far?"
Xu Changqing shot him a sidelong glance and