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Not to mention common folk, even small countries couldn’t afford such a high price. Only those with deep-rooted royal or noble backgrounds could afford it; otherwise, everyone else could only watch helplessly.
However, this eighth-grade treasure crafted by Xiao Yansheng was incomparable to others of the same grade. Last year, a sixth-grade sword was auctioned for a staggering forty million.
In the auction hall, two men dressed in white robes looked disheartened upon hearing the price. One of them said, “Senior brother, this is the only artifact left by our master. The starting bid is so high now; what should we do?”
The man called senior brother also looked dejected. “Let’s see how many spirit stones we have and try to bid as much as possible!”
It wasn’t that Feng Siyue wanted to eavesdrop on these two, but their conversation somehow drifted into her ears. She looked at the two men and noticed a fire-shaped emblem on their swords, instantly realizing their identities.
Disciples of the Chiyang Divine Sect!
In Jiaoyang City, a place full of hidden talents, as soon as the base price was set, someone immediately started bidding.
“I bid fifty-five million!”
“Fifty-six million!”
“Fifty-seven million!”
Feng Wanqing took a deep breath and raised her paddle. “I bid sixty million!”
“I didn’t expect Miss Wanqing to be interested in this jade flute. In that case, I won’t compete with you,” a young man said with a smile.
Feng Wanqing thanked him gently, her eyes smiling.
“Sixty-one million!” However, the disciple who had been calculating his spirit stones earlier didn’t care about Feng Wanqing’s face and loudly increased the bid!
He had just calculated that he had seventy million, so he had to try to see if he could win the bid.
Hearing this, Feng Wanqing’s smile froze on her face. She clenched her fists and looked at the young man who had called out the bid with a murderous gaze. “This jade flute is something I must have, so I bid sixty-two million!”
“Sixty-five million!” The junior disciple didn’t even look at Feng Wanqing and continued to bid.
Feng Wanqing’s expression became somewhat unpleasant. This man looked unfamiliar, not like someone from Jiaoyang City. The way he bid suggested he had considerable strength. Xiao Chuhan had given her a total of seventy million spirit stones.
After several rounds of bidding, the price reached seventy million, but the man showed no sign of backing down and added another two million.
She looked at Xiao Chuhan and sent him a telepathic message: “Chuhan, if I don’t get this jade flute, I won’t be able to shine in the sect competition. By then, the whole world will laugh at me!”
“But, Wanqing, although I can borrow spirit stones, the treasury is limited. I’m afraid my father, the Emperor, will be angry if I use too much,” Xiao Chuhan said with great difficulty.
The seventy million was already the maximum he could allocate. If he used any more, the treasury would be depleted, and he feared his father would punish him.
Feng Wanqing angrily said, “I am your fiancĂ©e. What is there for your father to be angry about if you spend money on me? Do you not care about me anymore? Then let’s just call off the engagement!”
“We can’t call off the engagement! Wanqing, how could I not care about you? I wish we could get married sooner. Then promise me that after the sect competition, we will get married, okay?”
Xiao Chuhan hoped to use this opportunity to get Feng Wanqing to marry him sooner, to make their relationship official and prevent others from coveting her.
A cold light flashed in Feng Wanqing’s eyes. If it weren’t for the continuous spiritual veins of Beiyuan, she wouldn’t even look at the crown prince of a small country.
“Seventy-two million once!”
At this moment, Bai Guanshi struck the auction hammer!
“Chuhan, I’ll listen to you. Please help me win the bid!” Feng Wanqing said urgently.
Xiao Chuhan’s heart leaped with joy, and he quickly shouted, “I bid seventy-five million!”
The junior disciple was about to bid when his senior brother pulled him back and shook his head. This was already their limit!
The junior disciple reluctantly sat back.
“Great, Wanqing, no one is competing with you anymore!”
Feng Wanqing was also beaming with joy and let out a long sigh of relief. She instinctively looked towards the VIP room and thought to herself, “Why aren’t you competing with me this time? Perhaps you’re scared by the amount of spirit stones!”
Just as this thought crossed her mind, she suddenly felt like someone was watching her.
“Seventy-five million once!” Bai Guanshi tapped the auction hammer.
“Seventy-five million twice!”
Feng Wanqing tightly clutched the jade flute, afraid it might fly away from her.
“Seventy-five million…”
“Wait!” Feng Siyue stretched lazily, looking as if she had just woken up. “I accidentally fell asleep. May I ask if the auction can still continue?”
Bai Guanshi narrowed his eyes slightly. “As long as the third strike of the auction hammer hasn’t sounded, bidding can still continue!”
“Oh, that’s good. I bid eighty million!” she said in a lazy, relaxed tone, as if eighty million was just a common cabbage.
Feng Wanqing’s eyes widened in disbelief. Was the prize slipping away from her grasp?
Her face turned pale, and she swayed slightly. No, it couldn’t slip away!
In that moment, she couldn’t care less about her image. She shouted loudly, “Eighty million? Can a widow and her children even afford that?”
People had never seen Feng Wanqing lose her composure like this. In their impression, she was a gentle and lovely genius girl, the dream woman in the hearts of countless men!
But now, her fierce and aggressive demeanor made her seem like a completely different person.
Xiao Chuhan quickly tried to salvage the situation for Feng Wanqing. “Everyone, please don’t misunderstand. Wanqing is worried that the woman inside might disrupt the auction. What if she can’t afford the eighty million spirit stones? That would be a joke!”
After calming down, Feng Wanqing quickly nodded in agreement. “Exactly, Miss Han Yue’s background is a mystery. No one knows which family she comes from. I’m just raising a reasonable doubt. Besides, Miss Han Yue is still so young. I’m worried she might accidentally end up on the Wandao Chamber of Commerce’s blacklist!”
If someone called a bid but couldn’t pay, the Wandao Chamber of Commerce’s affiliated businesses and auctions would refuse to do business with that person. That was what being on the blacklist meant!
Hearing this, everyone thought Feng Wanqing was very kind to be concerned about that woman.
Before anyone in the VIP room could respond, Bai Guanshi suddenly snorted coldly.
“Those who can enter the VIP room are important guests of the Wandao Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, Miss Han Yue is close to our master. Whether she can afford the spirit stones is none of Miss Feng’s concern!”
Everyone was left speechless.
The woman inside was actually close to the mysterious master of the Wandao Chamber of Commerce?
They had heard that the master of the Wandao Chamber of Commerce was enigmatic, with a deep and wealthy family background. He had spread the Wandao Chamber of Commerce across the entire Abyss Continent, making him the undisputed richest man on the continent.
However, this master was elusive, and no one knew his whereabouts. So, hearing that a woman was close to him, how could they not be shocked?
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