86: Chapter 86 A Feast for the Sky-High Price

"Thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

This number instantly weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone in the auction hall!

The entire venue fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone's Face was filled with shock and... bitter helplessness.

"It's too expensive!"

This price had far exceeded the limits of what ninety-nine percent of the Cultivators present could afford!

Even the big shots in the VIP boxes upstairs were mostly frowning at this moment, beginning to weigh the pros and cons.

The ice heart grass was certainly a rare treasure of heaven and earth.

But thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones were enough to hurt the vitality of any of their Families!

"Thirty thousand Spirit Stones... tsk tsk, the Chen Family has really gone all out this time."

"Indeed, they were the ones who put it up for auction, and now they want to spend a fortune buying it back. Who knows what the logic is behind that."

"What do you know! This is no longer a simple transaction; this is... a battle for Face!"

After a brief silence, uncontrollable whispers arose from the floor.

Everyone's gaze turned, without exception, to scan back and forth between the Heaven-1 and Heaven-3 VIP boxes.

They knew the real show was about to begin!

"Thirty-one thousand."

Just when everyone thought this auction would slowly unfold in a long tug-of-war.

From within the Heaven-1 box, a calm yet incredibly clear voice slowly emerged.

It was none other than Gu Yan!

He had actually been the first to raise his paddle!

"It's here!"

"He really made a move!"

Everyone's spirits were instantly lifted!

"Hmph! Finally willing to show your Face?!"

Inside the Heaven-3 box, a cruel, twisted grin appeared on Chen Xuanfeng's Face, which was already distorted by rage!

He had been waiting for this moment for too long!

He wanted to trample this man who had made him lose Face beneath his feet, right in front of everyone in Baifeng City!

He wanted to let everyone see who really called the shots when it came to money in Baifeng City!

"Thirty-five thousand!"

Without a second thought, he raised the price by a full four thousand!

A naked provocation!

And even more... a naked humiliation!

However, no sooner had his voice fallen.

The calm voice from the Heaven-1 box sounded again, unhurriedly.

"Thirty-six thousand."

Still just adding one thousand.

That composure and calmness seemed to treat his provocative bid as if it were nothing.

"Forty thousand!" Anger burned in Chen Xuanfeng's eyes!

"Forty-one thousand." Gu Yan's voice remained calm and waveless.

"Fifty thousand!" Chen Xuanfeng roared out this price!

Whoa—!!!

The entire venue completely exploded!

Fifty thousand!

This price had completely exceeded the value of the ice heart grass itself!

This was no longer an auction!

This was... burning money!

[Warning! The current bid has exceeded the item's estimated value by thirty percent! Risk level increased!]

[Warning! The bid has exceeded sixty percent! The host is engaging in 'moderately irrational consumption' behavior!]

In his mind, the System, acting as an "accountant," kept flooding the screen with risk alerts.

Inside the box, Jin Feiyan watched the man beside her who didn't change his expression, as if he hadn't just bid fifty thousand Spirit Stones but only five taels of silver. Her sharp phoenix eyes were filled with shock.

She knew Gu Yan was rich.

But she hadn't expected him... to be rich to this extent!

Beside her, Leng Yuechan's cold phoenix eyes were already veiled in a layer of misty water.

Subconsciously, she gripped Gu Yan's sleeve tightly, her knuckles already white from trembling with excitement.

She knew this man was competing for more than just a Spirit Medicine.

It was... the hope for her path of cultivation, which had long been severed!

"Fifty-one thousand."

Gu Yan's voice remained as calm as ever, as... unruffled as before.

It was as if, no matter what astronomical price the other party bid, he would follow it without the slightest hesitation!

"Madman! You madman!"

Inside the Heaven-3 box, Chen Xuanfeng's eyes were already bloodshot!

He had been completely enraged!

The ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones that Gu Yan had tricked him out of earlier had already left his liquid capital for this auction stretched thin!

Fifty thousand was almost the final limit of what he could mobilize!

But he couldn't back down!

If he backed down, then he, Chen Xuanfeng, and his Chen Family, would forever become... a laughingstock in Baifeng City!

"Sixty thousand!"

He squeezed this number out from between his teeth!

His voice had become somewhat hoarse from extreme rage and unwillingness!

[Crazy! Crazy! The bid has exceeded the item's estimated value by one hundred percent! The host is engaging in 'extremely dangerous spendthrift' behavior!]

[However...]

[Host, the way you're acting like a real man, throwing away your entire fortune for a girl... is insanely cool!]

[Go! Take down that pretty boy across the way who only knows how to rely on his dad! Let him know what a real tycoon is!]

At this moment, the System's stance had shamefully defected.

"Sixty-one thousand."

Gu Yan's voice remained as unshakeably calm as ever.

Behind this calmness lay an unfathomable... financial power capable of suffocating anyone!

"Ah—!!!"

Chen Xuanfeng let out a beast-like roar!

He had completely lost his reason!

"Seventy thousand! I bid seventy thousand!"

His eyes were blood-red, and he looked like a madman. "Gu! If you've got the guts, then keep bidding! Today, I'll bet the century-old foundation of my Chen Family against you!"

The entire venue was already deathly silent.

Everyone was too stunned by this incredibly crazy battle of wealth to speak.

Seventy thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

This number was enough to move even a Golden Core Stage Immortal Master!

On the high platform, the auctioneer, Great Master Duobao, had his hand holding the auction gavel trembling violently from extreme excitement!

His voice had even cracked from his hoarse shouting!

"Seventy thousand! Young Lord Chen in Heaven-3, bids... seventy thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Is there any more! Is there any higher bid?!"

"This is a Profound-Grade High Grade ice heart grass! If you miss this, you'll never have another chance in this lifetime!"

Everyone's gaze converged uniformly in the direction of the Heaven-1 box.

Waiting for the final... gavel to fall!

However.

This time.

The calm voice did not sound immediately as it had before.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be infinitely stretched out.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Just when Chen Xuanfeng's heart, which had been in his throat, was just beginning to swell with the wild joy of "he's finally afraid" due to the other party's silence.

That voice he hated to the bone yet was powerless against, finally, once again, slowly sounded.

There was even a hint...

of faint amusement in the voice.

"Seventy-one thousand."