Yao Tiannan's Proposal

As Manager Cao's voice fell,

the atmosphere in the venue was instantly whipped to a fever pitch.

"Complete Demonic Spiked Spirit Rice! Our Divine Wood Sect wants it. With this Spirit Plant, perhaps we can cultivate even more Spirit Rice!" An old woman in green robes stared at the Spirit Plant on the auction platform, excitement and a sharp gleam flashing through her clouded eyes.

"Old hag Min, just because you say you want it, does that mean it is yours? That still depends on which bid that Spirit Transformation Fellow Daoist chooses. Our Myriad Flowers Valley has offered a portion of Crimson Flame Spirit Soil." A seductive young woman in emerald robes not far away spoke with a faintly mocking tone.

Their words clashed like needle against blade. Clearly, these two Spirit Plant sects did not get along.

"Mid-Grade Five rare fire-attribute Spirit Soil? Green Calyx Fairy, are you mad? You really know how to bleed yourself dry!" The old woman was startled. Clearly, what she had offered could not compare to the other party's bid.

Just then,

"Hehe! You two, do not argue. My Li Clan is determined to obtain this Demonic Spiked Spirit Rice. You should save your family fortunes and perhaps try bidding for the Violet Jade Spirit Millet instead. Hehe!" A sturdy middle-aged cultivator at the mid Spirit Transformation stage smiled as he advised them.

The moment those words came out, everyone from the two major Spirit Plant sects turned to look at him.

"It's you. Li Henian of the Wutong Mountain Li Family." The two spoke in unison, complex expressions appearing on their faces.

Since even he had made a bid, then even with Fifth-Grade fire-attribute Spirit Soil, they likely could not outbid him.

Unless something unexpected happened, their hopes would all go down