"The Nine Heart Lotus starts at ten thousand top-grade spirit stones!"
The woman smiled as she looked down at the audience.
"Fifty thousand!" A cultivator stood up, grinning at the woman.
Unfortunately, the woman merely glanced over and looked away.
"Sixty-five thousand."
"One hundred thousand!"
A chilly voice emanated from a second-floor room, silencing the bids below.
No one dared to offend.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." Tang Feng was determined to acquire the Nine Heart Lotus.
"Two hundred thousand." The spiritual pharmacist gritted his teeth and called out a price he barely believed himself.
"Three hundred thousand."
Increasing the bid by one hundred thousand, the spiritual pharmacist faltered.
Although he had enough spirit stones to cover this amount, he would have nothing left for subsequent items. This was merely the first auction item; he had no choice but to give up.
Congratulations to the esteemed guest in room number eight for winning the Nine Heart Lotus.
