After thinking for a moment, the woman in the conical hat finally named her price. "Ten thousand one hundred Spirit Crystals."
"It's just a broken bell. What's there to fight over?"
"Could there be some secret hidden within it?"
The people on the first floor did not have much money to begin with, while those on the second floor had items of their own that they wanted to bid on.
So if the price became too high, they naturally were unwilling to waste Spirit Crystals on other items.
"Twenty thousand Spirit Crystals," Xu Zimo said without even thinking after hearing the woman's bid.
"The young master in the Bamboo Room has bid twenty thousand Spirit Crystals. Does anyone wish to raise the bid?" the red-robed old man asked with a genial smile.
He had originally thought it was merely a broken item, never expecting such an unexpected delight.
This time, the woman in the conical hat fell completely silent.
"Then it is sold. This bell from the God-Demon Battlefield belongs to the young master in the Bamboo Room," the red-robed elder declared, bringing down his hammer after waiting a while.
Before long, a maid carried the bell in on a tray.
According to the auction's rules, payment and goods had to be exchanged hand in hand.
Xu Zimo glanced at Lin Feng. With an ugly expression, Lin Feng paid the twenty thousand Spirit Crystals.
Originally, he had thought Xu Zimo would have no use for these Spirit Crystals, and that he could conveniently use them to bid on items for the Nine Heavens Grand Gathering.
But judging by the current situation, whether one million Spirit Crystals would even be enough was another matter entirely.
Xu Zimo took the bell and began examining it in his hand.
The bell was about