"Six million seven hundred thousand,"
"Seven million spiritual stones."
...
Ning Cheng listened clearly; the voice that announced seven million spiritual stones was Xun Hanrui. He inwardly sighed, appreciating the advantages of big sects; they didn't need to hide and could bid directly. Even if they won the auction, no one would dare to trouble the sect afterward.
The Untainted Silver Wings were too important for him; if he could get his hands on these two wings, they could save his life countless times in the future.
At the same time, Ning Cheng knew that with his current wealth, it was simply impossible for him to buy the Untainted Silver Wings. Judging by this bidding, the pair of wings would quickly surpass ten million spiritual stones.
Risking everything for a chance at wealth; if he didn't take the risk, he would definitely not be able to get the wings. With this thought, Ning Cheng pressed the call button in his private room.
