Li Xiaoyao wasn't intentionally opposing Wu Hao, Third Rank martial arts just weren't appealing to him, but he urgently needed the corpse of the Demon Beast.
Demon Beast meat is good stuff, and one can never have too much of it. Even if Li Xiaoyao couldn't finish it all, stashing it in his Storage Space was still beneficial.
Fifty thousand Spirit Stones!
This high bid even made Zhang Sanqian space out for a moment.
He was one of the initiators of this Ghost Market, and he had an impression of nearly every Cultivator who came to attend.
But of this young man who bid fifty thousand Spirit Stones, he had absolutely no impression.
Zhang Sanqian, seeing Cheng Dongliang sitting by Li Xiaoyao's side, speculated in his heart, could it be someone from the Cheng Family?
Wu Hao's expression turned dark as he snorted lightly, and bid again, "Fifty-one thousand Spirit Stones."
Without even lifting an eyelid, Li Xiaoyao directly raised the bid, "Sixty thousand Spirit Stones."
