#428 - My pleasure is crushing
The appearance of the Spirit Seed caused the higher-ups of various forces to fall into a dilemma.
Is this kind of seed truly valuable?
Perhaps it will have heaven-defying uses, or perhaps it will become a burden.
Should they bid or not? How much budget should they invest to be wise?
Especially considering the Fiery Sun Flower Seeds later, it was even more difficult to decide for a while.
"Spirit Seed, the auction starts now, with a base price of one trillion spirit coins, and each bid must not be less than one hundred billion!"
The auctioneer announced the start of the bidding, but he felt a little uncertain in his heart.
Whether such a pricing is high or low is a matter of opinion.
He had even prepared for the possibility of no bids.
For a time, the entire auction venue was silent.
No one bid.
It actually stalled.
"Should we acquire the Spirit Seed?"
The higher-ups of the Holy Gate were discussing in the VIP room, somewhat hesitant.
"This seed may have heaven-defying uses, but it may also become a burden. Moreover, if we bid, it may cause a shortage of funds for the subsequent auction of Fiery Sun Flower Seeds!"
"What if the Spirit Seed really has great uses in the future? Wouldn't we miss a good opportunity?"
"I think it's better to bid. We can immediately go to the Treasure Pavilion to withdraw several trillion spirit coins, and fill it in later. I believe the Sect Master and others will also support our decision."
"Alright, then let's bid. Who will go to the Treasure Pavilion now to withdraw some funds?"
"I'll go."
An old man stood up and left in a hurry.
"One trillion one hundred billion."
The silent venue was broken by the higher-ups of the Holy Gate.
Jun Wuxie had been watching, and it seemed that no one but the Holy Gate was bidding for the Spirit Seed.
It seemed that this auction should be relatively smooth.
"One trillion two hundred billion."
Jun Wuxie started bidding.
The higher-ups of the Holy Gate heard the familiar voice, and the anger in their hearts surged instantly.
The anger, like a conditioned reflex, was difficult to control.
That damned Jun Wuxie was definitely deliberately going against their Holy Gate!
Every time they bid, he would confront them tit-for-tat.
When the Spirit Seed auction started, no one bid, and Jun Wuxie was also silent.
Now, as soon as he bid, he immediately jumped out and followed the bidding.
Outrageous, really hateful!
"One trillion three hundred billion!"
"One trillion four hundred billion."
......
The two voices refused to give in to each other, tit-for-tat, and continued to increase the price.
Along the way, the price quickly competed to more than two trillion.
Moreover, the two did not pause at all, and had been competing, following up with one hundred billion, one hundred billion.
"Well, the Holy Gate is considering the Fiery Sun Flower Seeds, and the bidding is very conservative, inevitably a bit timid."
In a certain VIP room, an old man and a middle-aged man were shaking crystal wine glasses, with a smile on the corners of their mouths.
"How can they understand the value of the Spirit Seed? Otherwise, they would have snatched it crazily long ago. However, no one but us can get this Spirit Seed!"
"Heh, the Holy Gate's budget for the Spirit Seed should not be much, otherwise, given the previous repeated setbacks, they would have shown a strong crushing posture this time, but they didn't. As for that Jun Wuxie, it is estimated that he doesn't have much funds on him, probably just a few trillion, even if we overestimate him, it would be capped at ten trillion."
The two were talking, and the price of the Spirit Seed had already been bid to around three trillion.
At this time, the faces of the higher-ups of the Holy Gate were extremely ugly, and they couldn't wait to go up and strangle Jun Wuxie.
"Four trillion."
A voice, faintly, came out from a window of a certain VIP room.
In an instant, everyone in the audience looked over.
Those were two unfamiliar faces, an old man in his sixties, and a middle-aged man with an arrogant expression.
Their clothes were very casual, different from the sect or family clothes of various forces.
People were very shocked.
Suddenly, a dark horse emerged, which no one had expected.
The Spirit Seed had been bid all the way from a base price of one trillion to just over three trillion, and it had always been a battle between two families.
Who would have thought that at this time, a third party would suddenly jump out and add several hundred billion in one go.
Such courage was really rich and imposing, which was suffocating.
The higher-ups of the Holy Gate stared coldly at the old man and the middle-aged man in front of the window, their faces uncertain.
Jun Wuxie's eyes also narrowed slightly.
This suddenly jumped out competitor, I am afraid is the real opponent in this battle for the Spirit Seed!
The Holy Gate was silent.
This price had reached the budget limit, and this price was definitely not the final price. Continuing to bid would be meaningless. It would be better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and see if Jun Wuxie seemed to continue bidding.
"Four trillion three hundred billion."
Jun Wuxie continued to bid, of course he couldn't give up.
Today, no matter how many spirit coins he spent, no matter how much he paid, he must take the Spirit Seed!
"Little brother, I feel that you are a little weak."
The middle-aged man held a crystal water glass, sipped slowly, and said: "Five trillion."
His words were plain, with a calm and breezy appearance.
It seemed that five trillion was only a small number in his eyes, it seemed that it was not spirit coins, but rubble.
Everyone was shocked by his wealth and imposing manner.
The price had reached this level, and the price increase was still so crazy.
"Lingfei, go and call the chief manager, and ask him to come here, saying that I have something to ask him."
Jun Wuxie ordered this way, and when finished, returned to the window, continued to bid, and shouted out a number that almost shattered people's hearts: "Six trillion."
Six trillion!
An increase of one trillion at a time!
This was even more powerful than the dark horse that came out!
A string of Spirit Seeds that could not be determined whether it would be useful, actually bid to such a price, and was still bidding so frantically.
It really shocked people while also dropping their jaws.
"Haha, little brother is courageous, but you are destined to fail today. There will be no result in competing with us."
The middle-aged man was very confident, his words were gentle, but his expression was quite condescending.
"Seven trillion."
He shouted his bid, like Jun Wuxie, directly adding one trillion.
Crazy!
All crazy!
People simply couldn't believe their ears.
Just for the Spirit Seed that they didn't know if it would be useful, was it worth it?
Jun Wuxie didn't rush to bid, but was silent for a short time.
When the auctioneer began to count down, he slowly opened his mouth, and the numbers he shouted impacted people's hearts like thunder: "Eight trillion."
Wow!
Everyone felt that they were going crazy.
Were spirit coins being treated as dung?
Still adding one trillion, one trillion?
The middle-aged man and the old man at the window were slightly surprised.
It seemed that they didn't expect that at this price, the competitor was still so tough, and the price increase was still crazy, with an appearance of fighting them to the end.
"Nine trillion."
The middle-aged man spoke lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, Lingfei brought Chief Manager Ling Shan in a hurry.
The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and also revealed a strange smile.
"Ten trillion."
His voice was as plain as ever, but it was like a thunderbolt, impacting everyone's eardrums and hearts!
Everyone felt that their minds couldn't keep up.
This was the Spirit Seed, not the holy Fiery Sun Flower Seed.
It actually bid to ten trillion?
What was the point of that Military Saint disciple bidding so frantically for this?
After Jun Wuxie shouted the price, he disappeared at the window.
"Young Master Jun, what can I do for you?"
Ling Shan had actually guessed the purpose of his coming.
Now, Jun Wuxie was bidding frantically for the Spirit Seed, and the price had been bid to ten trillion.
Most likely, he was worried that the spirit coin limit was not enough, and wanted him to increase the limit for him.
But with two Fiery Sun Flower Seeds as the bottom line, the maximum advance limit that their Jubaotang could give was proportionally regulated, and could only account for 50% of the estimated price of the Fiery Sun Flower Seeds.
While waiting for Jun Wuxie to speak, he thought about how he should refuse.
Ling Shan didn't hear Jun Wuxie say that he wanted to increase the limit, but saw him take out a small jade bottle from his arms.
Inside the transparent small bottle, it was filled with crystal clear liquid.
"Young Master Jun, this is?"
He took the bottle in his hand, opened the bottle cap, and a pure soul power instantly diffused out.
Ling Shan's pupils shrank violently, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled.
He simply couldn't believe his eyes!
"This is Spirit Marrow Liquid!"
He exclaimed, and then exclaimed: "No... this kind of soul power aura seems to have surpassed the limit of Spirit Marrow Liquid and has been promoted to Holy Marrow Liquid! Higher than the semi-holy grade, this is holy grade!"
Jun Wuxie was also shocked in his heart.
The Spirit Marrow Liquid he had obtained had actually been promoted to the holy grade?
In this way, it was even more precious than he had imagined!
"In this bottle, there are probably one thousand drops, about two catties. I want to put it in your Jubaotang for consignment sale, with each drop priced at two hundred billion spirit coins. I don't know if the chief manager thinks such a price will be a bit high?"
"A bit high?"
Ling Shan said excitedly: "Not high at all! This kind of thing is a peerless treasure that the strong in the Holy Sect realm are extremely eager for! It has the powerful effect of repairing and condensing the soul. And the strong in the Holy Sect realm, the improvement of the realm, the difficulty lies in the soul cultivation! Even if it is sold for three hundred billion a drop, it will be snatched up by the strong in the Holy Sect!"
"Then, can I bid as I please today? The limit problem..."
"Young Master Jun, don't worry, the limit is not a problem, this bottle of Spirit Marrow Liquid is worth hundreds of millions of trillions!"
Ling Shan's heart was difficult to calm down. This disciple of the Military Saint was simply too amazing. The things he took out at random were peerless treasures!
No wonder, when he first met him, what he asked about were resources above the semi-holy level.
At that time, he still felt a little disdain in his heart, thinking that Jun Wuxie was not pragmatic and had a big tone.
Now it seems that his own knowledge was too low!
At this time, after a short period of silence, the auctioneer was already counting down.
The middle-aged man stood at the window, still very calm and confident.
Just as the auctioneer was about to shout out the final countdown.
"Fifteen trillion!"
The middle-aged man finally spoke.
He smiled confidently and turned his gaze to Jun Wuxie, who had returned to the window, and said, "Little brother, the previous bidding was not passionate enough and it was too much of a waste of time. I'm here to add some fun to our auction. Does little brother want to continue bidding?"
"What you say makes sense. It is indeed a waste of time. Then how about we end the auction as soon as possible?"
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "Okay, then little brother, you have to continue bidding, otherwise you will miss out on a lot of fun."
"My fun is crushing. I wonder what your fun is?"
As soon as Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he said with a smile, "Twenty-five trillion."
Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone was dumbfounded and rubbed their ears hard, wondering if they were hallucinating!
The confident smiles on the faces of the middle-aged man and the old man froze slightly.
They thought that their bid of fifteen trillion would put a lot of psychological pressure on the other party.
According to their financial estimates, it was probably the other party's limit.
But what they didn't expect was that the other party would directly increase the price by ten trillion!
"Crushing?" The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched slightly, and he said, "Little brother is the first person who dares to talk about crushing in front of us. Twenty-five trillion seems like a large sum, but wanting to crush us is a bit ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"Thirty trillion!"
The middle-aged man shouted out the bid with a smile, his face full of confidence, but there was a faint sweat seeping out of his temples.
