Provocation

"Heh... that's right! I'm going to stick my nose in. That little fly dared to provoke me! The one that gave birth to that little fly must be a big fly! No one gets away with provoking me without paying the price!" Lin Jing nodded and declared with great gusto.

"That's the Profound Heaven Hall Master, an Earthly Sovereign!" Mu Chen's mouth twitched. This young lady's sheer audacity left him alarmed.

"Not even an Earthly Sovereign can get away with it!" Lin Jing viciously called out a number. "Fifty million and ten thousand Supreme Spirit Liquid!"

Liu Tiandao, who had thought the item was already his, stiffened. The smile on his face faded slightly as his divine sense swept toward Lin Jing's location. Frowning, he said, "Fifty-three million Supreme Spirit Liquid."

"Fifty-three million and ten thousand." Lin Jing continued provoking him.

Liu Tiandao's expression darkened. Twice in a row, she had raised his bid by merely ten thousand. Anyone could see the provocation in her actions. He said in a low voice, "What do you mean by this, sir?"

"The Auction House rules are simple: the highest bidder wins. If you can't afford it, shut up!" Lin Jing replied without the slightest politeness.

Mu Chen and Nine Nether Bird looked at each other helplessly.

"Oh-ho! Little Mu Mu, this new friend of yours is pretty interesting, hahaha!" Di Er Meng laughed, delighted by the chaos.

"Sigh, I just hope she has something on her that can deal with an Earthly Sovereign. Otherwise, we're in trouble." Mu Chen felt a headache coming on.

Liu Tiandao snorted coldly. "Fifty-five million."

This had already exceeded the Profound Heaven Hall's annual income, enough to make his heart ache terribly.

"He's angry... He's angry!" Lin Jing found it immensely amusing. The angrier Liu Tiandao became,