All my possessions, not as good as their one price increase?

As soon as Doudou's voice fell, after a brief silence in the hall, someone immediately shouted a bid.

"Eleven thousand gold soul coins!"

"Twelve thousand!"

"I bid fifteen thousand!"

The calls rose one after another. The temptation of a Soul Bone was something the soul masters present found hard to resist.

The price climbed quickly, breaking through twenty thousand gold soul coins in the blink of an eye.

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-six thousand!"

The soul masters in the ordinary seats gradually began to falter, and the voices grew sparse.

The real contest often unfolded between the VIP boxes.

"Thirty thousand gold soul coins!"

A slightly hoarse voice came from one of the boxes on the second floor.

The smile on Doudou's face grew even sweeter.

"Thirty thousand gold soul coins! Is there anyone higher?"

"Thirty-one thousand!"

"Thirty-three thousand gold soul coins! This distinguished guest bids thirty-three thousand gold soul coins!"

Doudou's voice carried just the right amount of encouragement.

At that moment, inside a box on the second floor.

Jiang Shaocheng held a wineglass, gently swirling the red liquid inside.

Listening to the bids outside, a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of bumpkins who've never seen the world."

He set down the glass and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man beside him, who wore a luxurious purple robe and had a sinister face.

"My Lord Bishop, though this Soul Bone's age is still rather low, its rarity makes up for it. It also has a spiritual attribute, so it is still quite good!"

The Purple-Robed Bishop did not even lift his eyelids. He merely let out a faint "Mm" through his nose.

Jiang Shaocheng's heart tightened slightly, but the smile on his face grew even brighter.

"This subordinate is bold enough to take it down on My Lord Bishop's behalf, as a small token of my regard."

With that, he pressed the bidding Soul Tool button inside the box.

"Forty thousand gold soul coins!"

The moment this price was announced, the hall quieted down considerably.

A direct increase of seven thousand gold soul coins showed the bidder's determination.

Doudou's voice rang out at just the right time.

"Forty thousand gold soul coins! A guest from our second-floor VIP box has bid forty thousand gold soul coins!"

"Is there anyone higher?"

Jiang Shaocheng looked at the Purple-Robed Bishop, a fawning smile on his face.

"My Lord Bishop, what do you think..."

Only then did the Purple-Robed Bishop slowly open his eyes and glance at him.

"You are thoughtful."

Those simple four words sent Jiang Shaocheng into wild delight.

Within Spirit Hall, the internal hierarchy was divided into Spirit Branch Hall, Spirit Sub-Hall, Spirit Main Hall, Spirit Hall, and Spirit Pope's Hall.

This man was the hall master of the Spirit Main Hall in Balak Kingdom, a full two ranks higher than him, the hall master of the Suotuo City Spirit Branch Hall.

If he could gain this man's appreciation, even if it was only a single recommendation, and be transferred to a higher-level Spirit Sub-Hall as its hall master, his future prospects would become far broader!

These forty thousand gold soul coins were worth it!

Too worth it!

Jiang Shaocheng was so excited inside that he could almost see the future in which he was transferred.

Inside another VIP box.

A richly dressed young man with a graceful bearing furrowed his brow slightly.

"Forty thousand gold soul coins. These people from Spirit Hall are rather lavish with their spending."

He was none other than His Highness the Prince of Balak Kingdom.

Beside him, Liu Shaobing, the Suotuo City Lord, hurriedly advised him.

"Your Highness, please stay calm."

"The first auction item often gets the highest markup. After all, everyone has been holding themselves back."

"But based on the last auction, the truly good items all came later."

"Although this three-thousand-year soul bone is decent, it may not be the best."

Liu Shaobing carefully watched the Prince's expression.

"And besides, there's no need to clash head-on with the people from Spirit Hall."

When His Highness the Prince heard this, his brow eased somewhat.

"City Lord Liu makes sense."

"Then let's watch a little longer."

Just as everyone thought the fight over this soul bone would temporarily die down, a clear female voice rang out from another private room.

"Fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Her voice was not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire auction house.

Another direct increase of ten thousand!

Doudou's eyes lit up.

"Fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins! Another honored guest has bid fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"It seems they are all determined to obtain this Bewitching Fox Head Bone!"

In the private room that had made the bid, Ning Rongrong was idly swinging her little legs.

She curled her lips.

"A Thousand Year Soul Bone? This young lady doesn't even care for it."

"If we're going to get one, it has to be a Ten Thousand Year one!"

"But, well..."

Her eyes rolled, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

"It would be fine to buy it and put it in the warehouse."

"This soul bone's attributes are quite suitable for support-type soul masters."

"When I return to the sect, I can take it out and auction it off. Those senior brothers and sisters in the sect, and the elders too, will have to give me some face, right?"

"Hehe, maybe I can even make a small profit!"

At the same time, inside a hidden private room on the highest level of the auction house.

Ning Fengzhi sat upright, listening to his daughter's crisp bid, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Beside him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong bared his teeth, his tone carrying a hint of complaint.

"This is all your fault, Fengzhi."

"I told you long ago to just get Rongrong a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, but you insisted on letting her go out and train herself."

"Now look. She's even trying to snatch up a mere Thousand Year Soul Bone."

Gu Rong paused, then said with some worry.

"Luckily, according to this auction house's rules, all items are delivered together only after every lot has ended."

"Otherwise, if Rongrong directly absorbed this three-thousand-year soul bone later, what would we do?"

With their strength, they could naturally see through the anti-spying designs of those private rooms with ease, and clearly knew that the bidder was Ning Rongrong.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, meanwhile, sat to the side with his eyes closed in quiet rest.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"That child Rongrong is still a little too willful."

"But let her be. It's only a small fuss."

That was what he said aloud, but in his heart, he was already planning to have a proper talk with his daughter once the auction ended.

Inside Jiang Shaocheng's private room, the atmosphere had grown somewhat frozen.

"Fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins..."

Jiang Shaocheng's expression turned somewhat ugly.

All of his assets only amounted to a little over forty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

And that was what he had plundered and saved up over many years.

He had thought that taking this soul bone with forty thousand Gold Soul Coins was practically guaranteed, and that he could even perform well in front of My Lord Bishop.

Who would have thought someone would charge in halfway and raise the price by a full ten thousand?

Now he was completely out of the running.

He looked toward the Purple-Robed Bishop in some embarrassment.

The Purple-Robed Bishop's expression had darkened as well.

It was not that he could not afford fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

It was just that this competitor who had suddenly appeared made him rather displeased.

He had originally thought that with Spirit Hall's name, as well as Jiang Shaocheng's bid, this soul bone should already be in the bag.

"Hmph."

The Purple-Robed Bishop gave a cold snort.

Thoughts raced through his mind.

This Bewitching Fox Head Bone was a little low in age, only three thousand years.

But soul bones themselves were extremely rare, and every piece was precious beyond measure.

More importantly, the most favored disciple of His Holiness the Pope, Hu Liena, had a martial soul that was precisely a Demon Fox!

This soul bone shared the same origin as Hu Liena's martial soul, and its abilities were quite similar as well.

If he could present it to Hu Liena, he would surely win her favor.

The Purple-Robed Bishop calculated inwardly.

Recently, rumors had been circulating that His Holiness the Pope intended to appoint Hu Liena as the Saintess, making her the first-in-line heir to the next pope.

If this news was true, then investing in Hu Liena now was undoubtedly the choice with the highest return.

He himself also longed to take one more step upward and become a Red-Robed Bishop.

In that case, he would be qualified to go to the sacred hall in Spirit City and listen to the lectures of those Titled Douluo lords in the Worship Hall.

What His Holiness the Pope truly wanted was still beyond someone of his level.

But investing in the future Saintess was a shortcut.

At this thought, a trace of resolve flashed through the Purple-Robed Bishop's eyes.

He had to take this soul bone!

And currying favor with Hu Liena was equivalent to currying favor with His Holiness the Pope.

He spoke in a deep voice into the Sound Transmitter before him.

"Sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Whoa—

The entire hall erupted into an uproar.

Another increase of ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!

Were the people in these two private rooms going head-to-head?

Every bid increase was in units of ten thousand. This was far too lavish!

The smile on Doudou's face became even brighter, and her voice rose by several degrees.

"Sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins! This honored guest has bid sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"This is a Three Thousand Year Bewitching Fox Head Soul Bone, containing powerful Spiritual Power and an even more practical group-control soul skill!"

"If you miss this chance, who knows when you'll encounter one again!"

Inside the private room where Ning Rongrong was.

When she heard the bid of sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins, she first froze for a moment.

Then a playful smile curved her lips.

"Oh? Someone wants to compare wealth with this young lady?"

"Interesting."

From childhood to now, the thing she had lacked least was money.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wealthy beyond compare, and as the Sect Master's only daughter, even her pocket money was calculated in mountains of gold and seas of silver.

"Come on, then. This young lady will accompany you to the end!"

With a wave of her small hand, Ning Rongrong called out crisply into the bidding Soul Tool.

"One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Boom!

It was as if a heavy bomb had been thrown into the entire auction hall, and it instantly exploded into chaos.

"One... One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins?!"

"I didn't hear that wrong, did I? Straight from sixty thousand to one hundred thousand?"

"This... Isn't that way too rich?!"

"They're insane, absolutely insane! A three-thousand-year soul bone is precious, sure, but is it really worth One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins?!"

Discussion and cries of astonishment rose and fell, endless and unceasing.

Everyone's attention was fixed on the private box that had called out that sky-high price of one hundred thousand.

They were all guessing just what kind of exalted figure was inside.

Inside the private box where Jiang Shaocheng was.

When he heard the number "One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins," he was completely dumbfounded.

His mouth hung open, and for a long while, he could not close it.

One hundred thousand...

All the wealth he had worked so hard to save up was only enough for someone else to raise the bid once!

How could the gap between people be this huge?

Jiang Shaocheng felt as if his heart were bleeding.

The Purple-Robed Bishop's expression had also turned extremely ugly.

His brows were tightly furrowed. One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins was not beyond him.

But the other party's way of raising the price without regard for cost made him feel a trace of difficulty.

It was obvious that the other party was determined to win it.

If he raised the price again, the other party would very likely continue pushing it higher.

He began to hesitate.

On the auction stage, Doudou was also startled by this price.

But she quickly recovered her professional composure, and the smile on her face became even sweeter and more captivating.

"One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"Our honored guest in the distinguished private box has directly bid One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Her voice was filled with passion.

"Is there any higher bid?"

"One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins, going once!"

Doudou swept her gaze around the entire hall, pausing briefly on several key private boxes.

Inside the Purple-Robed Bishop's private box, there was still only silence.

"One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins, going twice!"

Doudou raised her voice again.

Inside the venue, everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

The Purple-Robed Bishop's fist clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again.

In the end, he still let out a soft sigh and did not speak again.

For an uncertain investment, taking such a huge risk was not worth it.

"One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins, going three times!"

Doudou's voice was crisp and powerful.

"Sold!"

The Auction Gavel in her hand fell lightly.

"Congratulations to this esteemed guest for successfully winning this Three Thousand Year Bewitching Fox Head Soul Bone at the price of One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Inside the Field Master's Office.

Through the specially made Crystal Window, Ning Liu took in everything within the auction hall.

When he heard that the deal had closed at One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins, the corner of his mouth could not help quirking up.

Not bad, not bad.

An excellent start.

Just then, an icy mechanical voice rang out in his mind.

Ding! Bewitching Fox Head Soul Bone auction successful. Final price: One Hundred Thousand Gold Soul Coins.

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