"Mr. Ye! Three thousand five hundred spirit stones! We've covered the cost of the pill, and still have some left over to bid for other treasures!"
Although Shen Shixi was an elder of the Myriad Sword sect and was naturally respected in the eyes of a small sect like the Fallen Sword sect, his status in the sect was only average.
He could not afford to fork out 3,500 spirit stones.
Fortunately, Mr. Ye had such a precious treasure.
In his opinion, this thing must have been given to him by the Myriad Daos Swordmaster. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Mr. Ye to take down the Black Explosion Python with his current cultivation level.
The auction was still going on, but Shen Shixi and Ye Chen were no longer in the mood to pay attention.
To them, the auction was already over.
