Could this fellow have recognized what kind of treasure that fragment map was?
Fan Ling of the Blood Sect glanced at Ling Feng. After a brief moment of contemplation, he looked back at the ancient, tattered map swaying slightly in the elderly auctioneer's hand, his eyes flickering.
The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Fan Ling suddenly raised his hand and bid, "One hundred and ten thousand!"
His voice instantly made him the focus of the entire room. Ling Feng frowned and looked over at Fan Ling, muttering inwardly, This fellow...
However, once Fan Ling placed his bid, Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion and the people from the Black Skull Tomb had the same thought as him. They raised their hands in turn and called out their prices.
"One hundred and twenty thousand!"
"One hundred and thirty thousand!"
The hall erupted in a roar, everyone wondering whether these major factions had lost their minds. The old man on the crystal platform was equally bewildered, but a moment later, his face blossomed into a smile.
If no one had bid, as had always happened before, he would have been embarrassed as the auctioneer. Ling Feng's bid had undoubtedly given him an indirect helping hand, allowing him to breathe a quiet sigh of relief. He resolved to sell this fragment map this time.
The white-haired old man beamed and seized on the response to keep tempting them. "The Black Skull Tomb has offered one hundred and thirty thousand. Will anyone bid higher? This is a rare opportunity. Take a gamble, and perhaps you'll reach the pinnacle of life!"
Countless people rolled their eyes at the auctioneer's words, secretly astonished. What had gotten into the Blood Sect, the Heavenly Snake Mansion, and the Black Skull Tomb to make them do something so