Huyan Lanruo bid fifteen million, and Shen Ming bid twenty million.
Nie Li had initially found it hard to believe, but after checking again and again, he confirmed that the object really was the Nightmare Demon Pot. He absolutely could not let it slip away!
However, the factions seated below with gold plaques were all wealthy or influential. Bidding in the Heavenly Marks Family's name could easily invite... trouble.
So he asked Nie En to find Yang Xin of the Alchemist Association and ask her to bid on his behalf. He could reimburse her afterward.
Nie Hai waved a hand, saying there was no need for Nie En to go. Nie En only needed to keep an eye on the pills; he would go himself.
Once Yang Xin learned that Nie Li wanted the item, she immediately bid fifty million.
The price Yang Xin offered was staggering, and it temporarily extinguished quite a few people's interest. After all, no one even knew what the object was yet.
As for the Alchemist Association, whatever else they might lack, money was not one of those things.
After the price had been called twice, everyone thought the item was about to fall into the Alchemist Association's hands.
"Fifty-five million."
The bidder was a Black-Robed Man standing among the crowd.
Yang Xin frowned. Someone was actually still raising the price?
"Eighty million."
"Eighty-five million."
Watching the Black-Robed Man continue to bid, Nie Li began wondering who he worked for.
Standing among the crowd in the main hall, he presumably did not belong to a noble family. But if he did not, who else would buy such an object of unknown origin? And who could produce such an enormous sum?
Could it be?!
A possibility came to Nie Li, and his expression abruptly grew grave.