"Two million chips! I want to open number nine!"
The voice that suddenly rang out from the crowd made Wang Ba frown slightly before he could speak.
He looked toward the voice and saw a cultivator with a full beard and a somewhat more normal face, whose only peculiarity was being as tall as a bent bamboo pole. He raised his hand in the crowd, standing out like a crane among chickens.
Several cultivators in fairly uniform attire stood beside the Teleportation Array. At those words, one immediately called out:
"Number nine is a wild World Embryo, measuring three thousand one hundred and sixty li across, rounded on top and pointed below... it has a good chance of yielding a high-grade Dao Treasure. According to the rules, the minimum is ten million chips!"
He rattled off a string of seemingly professional terms, evidently terminology used to judge what lay within a World Embryo.
Wang Ba did not understand much of it, but he became increasingly certain that this World Embryo very likely contained a fragment of the Wind-Driving Staff.
Yet the bamboo-pole-like cultivator hesitated for only a moment before raising his hand again.
"Ten million chips it is!"
"I'll take it!"
Such lavish decisiveness immediately drew sidelong glances from the surrounding cultivators.
Ten million chips was no small sum. Even a force like Hundred Ghosts Mountain had reserves of only a little over three million chips available, yet this cultivator had offered ten million at a stroke, surpassing almost everyone present.
Beside him, the Corpse-Cooking Ghost King said with a hint of schadenfreude:
"Heh, those ten million chips will probably be money thrown into the water. He hasn't stopped to think-wild World Embryos are incredibly rare. If this really were one of the good ones, how could it have been