89: Killing Intent

"dragon soul grass, it can nourish the Divine Soul of God Realm Cultivators, nurture the Divine Fire, and promote cultivation advancement."

"Starting bid is forty thousand Spirit Source. Please place your bids, everyone."

As soon as the female Cultivator's voice fell.

All the Cultivators present gasped.

When they saw this precious item appear, they had already expected the price to be high.

But when the female Cultivator brought it out, they still couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Forty thousand catties of Spirit Source, this is equivalent to four hundred million Spirit Stones, and even more precious than that.

For those whose net worth is only tens of millions, or who are just here for the show, it is no exaggeration to call it an astronomical figure.

Of course, this item is indeed worth that price.

Not to mention nourishing the Divine Soul, just the phrase 'nurturing the Divine Fire' alone would attract God Realm powerhouses to flock to it.

As everyone knows, God Realm powerhouses are also known as the Venerable Realm.

The fundamental reason for their extraordinary transcendence lies in the Dao seed planted within their bodies, igniting the Divine Fire.

Although this Divine Fire is not truly divine.

It is extremely important for Venerable Cultivators.

It concerns the Foundation of their own cultivation.

The vigor of the Divine Fire is even linked to the Cultivator's own condition.

Once the Divine Fire dims, you can even say that this Cultivator is not far from death.

And the effect of dragon soul grass is to nourish the Divine Fire.

Maintaining it eternally, you can even say that this dragon soul grass is a Spirit Medicine for extending life.

This is absolutely a divine medicine for any Cultivator, especially for some Sect Old Ancestors.

At this moment.

Inside a private room.

Wang Yan suddenly stood up.

He clenched his fists excitedly.

After waiting for so long, it finally appeared.

Immediately, he tried to calm his tone, then bid loudly.

"Forty-five thousand catties of Spirit Source."

Wang Yan intended to scare off the crowd with an extremely high price right from the start.

But he underestimated the financial resources of this group of people.

As soon as his voice fell, the price was raised again.

The female auctioneer even kept quoting prices to drive up the atmosphere.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Inside Wang Dong's secret room, he opened his eyes with some confusion.

That voice, hiss~!

It seemed a little familiar.

Wang Dong looked in the direction from which the voice had just come.

However, the private room had the effect of blocking detection, so Wang Dong couldn't see anything.

But he was seventy to eighty percent sure in his heart.

This was Wang Yan, the Prodigy of the Wang Family who had disappeared for two years.

He didn't expect to reunite with him here today.

Wang Dong sighed softly, feeling the serendipity in his heart.

The King of Wu Zhou next to him noticed and thought Wang Dong was lamenting the high price and his inability to purchase it.

He immediately spoke up to comfort him.

"Brother Wang, you don't need to worry. This item is too far from us. Even if we got it now, it probably wouldn't be easy to use."

Wang Dong was startled at first upon hearing this, then realized and immediately smiled without explaining.

"Fifty-three thousand catties."

Just at this moment, a voice almost like a roar came from another private room.

The bidder was a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.

His purpose in attending this auction was for this stalk of dragon soul grass.

An elder in his Family was severely injured and urgently needed such a divine item to extend his life.

Otherwise, once the elder fell, it would likely attract the covetous eyes of surrounding Cultivators.

At that time, his Family would be in danger.

Therefore, he was determined to get this dragon soul grass, no matter the cost.

This concerned the survival of his Family, and he could not afford to be careless or stingy.

However, as soon as his words left his mouth, the price was once again surpassed by someone else.

This world is never short of rich people.

Wang Yan bid again.

"Sixty thousand catties of Spirit Source."

As soon as the voice came out, many Cultivators gasped.

This price was even higher than the assets initially verified.

It was probably more than enough to buy a small Sect, and now it was just for a stalk of dragon soul grass.

However, thinking about it, they could understand.

But the middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was not pleased.

He immediately followed up with a bid.

"Sixty-five thousand catties."

"Seniors, is there anyone else who wants to bid? Sixty-five thousand catties."

The female auctioneer's face showed excitement.

These two bids were not from their own people acting as shills.

It was clear that these two people genuinely needed the item.

Clearly, this item was being sold to the right people this time.

It was estimated that this price was not the final price.

Thinking of the generous commission she would receive, the female auctioneer wished the scene would get even hotter.

Inside the secret room, when Wang Yan heard this price, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

All the Spiritual Plants he had found in the past two years, and all the Medicinal Pills he had sold.

His total net worth combined was only about 80,000 catties of Spirit Source; if he added more, there wouldn't be much room for further bidding.

However, after pondering for a few breaths, Wang Yan suddenly took a deep breath and roared out.

"Seventy thousand catties."

"Ah, the distinguished guest in this private room has bid seventy thousand catties! Is there any higher?"

The female auctioneer's words were highly infectious.

"Seventy-five thousand catties."

In the other room, the middle-aged man in luxurious clothes showed an angry expression.

At this point, the dragon soul grass had already exceeded its original value.

"Eighty thousand catties."

Wang Yan, with a desperate gamble, threw out all his net worth.

His voice carried a hint of a roar.

"Awesome! These two wealthy bigwigs are evenly matched. At present, we don't know how high the bidding will go."

"Do the two distinguished guests wish to bid higher?"

The female auctioneer encouraged them again.

"Ninety thousand catties."

Inside the private room on the other side, the middle-aged man slammed the table into pieces.

His heart filled with rage, he bid again.

What, ninety thousand catties?

Wang Yan slumped onto the stool.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling a bit desperate.

This number had completely disqualified him from bidding.

Even if he sold everything in his spatial Magical Artifact, he couldn't match it.

"I'm sorry, Revered Master, your disciple has tried his best."

Wang Yan gently caressed the ancient ring on his hand, saying bitterly.

"It seems I can only find another way."

"Ninety thousand catties."

"Ninety thousand catties, going once."

"Ninety thousand catties, going twice."

Just as the beautiful female auctioneer was about to announce the result.

Suddenly, an extremely calm voice rang out.

"One hundred thousand catties."

As soon as the words fell, the entire hall was shocked.

Even the beautiful female auctioneer was stunned.

What, one hundred thousand catties?

The middle-aged man in luxurious clothes' eyes turned completely red.

He wished he could penetrate through the layers of Restrictions and hack the person who raised the price into a thousand pieces.

Now the price of the dragon soul grass was more than double its original value.

Although he could also produce one hundred thousand catties, the other party's tone was so calm.

Clearly, his financial resources were abundant.

He probably couldn't compete.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good. It seems this Old Ancestor can only resort to some unsavory methods."