"Impossible!!!" the female cultivator snapped. "If—"
Before she could finish, a calm voice rang out. "This old man bids one hundred and ten thousand!"
"Ah? There really is... really is a sucker!" The female cultivator looked up at a cultivator across the round platform, clad in Mihuan. She only dared say the first half of her words, swallowing the rest.
"See? Si knew someone would recognize this item's extraordinary nature! This beast cultivator's soul is truly precious!" Si Xinyu clapped his hands and sent the round platform flying toward the opposite side.
"Hehe, since a fellow Daoist has made a bid, this old man will not stand on ceremony! One hundred and twenty thousand!" A cultivator on the other side spoke as well. When everyone looked over, he too was naturally clad in Mihuan!
"This old man bids one hundred and thirty thousand." An elderly late Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately followed.
"One hundred and forty thousand!"
Before long, the price had risen to two hundred and fifty thousand!
Compared with the Rejuvenation Pill, the bidding for the beast cultivator was somewhat subdued. It did not surge wave upon wave, yet it was exceedingly steady, increasing ten thousand at a time without the slightest hesitation!
Hehe! No pressure if I don't participate! Xiao Hua watched the excitement from the side, secretly delighted. This young master's storage bag doesn't hold that many spirit stones. I'll just watch! Who cares what karma it is!
"This is somewhat strange!" Ziye frowned beside him and muttered softly, as though she had thought of something.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Fu Lu's throat continued to swell and ache.
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Three hundred and ten thousand!"
Only two Mihuan-clad cultivators remained in the bidding!
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see who would ultimately fight to become