"One million and five hundred thousand!"
Su Qian's voice was icy cold. After shouting out a figure, he looked at Daoist Xuan Lu with a cold gaze.
After the previous intense bidding, both sides seemed to have gone all out, and the price had once again risen to an unimaginable figure. However, given Chu Liang's two million bid before, this number didn't seem as shocking to the bidders now.
Daoist Xuan Lu pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.
"Then this batch of Immortal Rice seeds will be owned by the imperial court." The elder from Misty Mountain Immortal announced when no more bids were made.
Although Su Qian had won, he was not happy.
He didn't anticipate such an encounter this time. If he couldn't secure this Immortal Rice, the emperor would definitely be furious upon his return. However, the price he had to pay was also a heavy burden for the court.
