Yun Tian handed a Storage Ring to Gu Lan and the others. Gu Lan opened it and found it packed to the brim with Spirit Stones-at least several million, by her estimate.
Even without the system, every Divine Pool Yun Tian and his group occupied was among the biggest and most badass, with an incredibly impressive output of Spirit Stones.
Seeing how generous Yun Tian was, everyone else was green with envy. Why couldn't they have such a generous master? Forget it. No point thinking about it. In dreams, they could have anything.
Soon, bidding began for the Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Painting, though there was one condition: if the buyer knew what it was used for, they hoped the buyer would tell them. Of course, there would be compensation; they wouldn't expect that information for free.
"The starting bid is one hundred thousand Spirit Stones."
Everyone below was shocked when they heard that.
"One hundred thousand? Who has that much?"
"Exactly. How many people in the entire Heavenly Spirit Institute have one hundred thousand?"
All at once, no one in the crowd spoke. An eerie silence fell over the venue.
Until-
"I bid one hundred thousand."
"It's Long Tianming!"
Long Tianming had placed a bid.
"Ah, only people on their level can compete for this."
"One hundred and twenty thousand."
Yan Yang followed right on his heels.
"One hundred and thirty thousand."
Long Tianming raised the bid again.
"One hundred and forty thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
"One hundred and sixty thousand."
By the time Yan Yang said that, his fists were clenched. It seemed his funds were running a little tight. Or perhaps he was furious because Long Tianming kept deliberately driving up the price.
This time, however, Long Tianming gave up and didn't