Six million, it was already an exorbitant price.
But someone immediately placed a higher bid.
"Eight million."
By the sound of it, it wasn't particularly authentic; the bidder most likely had disguised their voice as well.
The chubby boy frowned.
"My goodness, I never even dreamed it would be this expensive, eight million... if I could refine it, wouldn't I become a tycoon?"
"There will definitely be someone offering an even higher price,"
Chu Yi said confidently.
Sure enough, a gloomy voice rang out.
"Nine million."
The whole venue was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Such a terrifying figure left everyone stunned.
The auctioneer was quite surprised as well.
He had probably anticipated the price to be around six million or so.
This was a full three million more than his estimate.
What did three million represent? If you piled up all those Spirit Stones, they would likely make a small mountain.
The auctioneer scanned the entire audience with his gaze.
