"One million Xuanjing!"
"One million and three hundred thousand!"
"1500000!"
…
In just a few minutes, Dihuo was fired to three million Xuanjing.
Although Mu Yu's Sunlight Holy Fire is already a quasi-celestial fire.
But if you want to truly break through and become a heavenly fire, you still need to continue to swallow the positive fire.
This wisp of earth fire can just serve as nourishment for the Sacred Fire of Sunlight.
"Eight million!"
After Mu Yu thought about it, he directly increased the price by five million.
Suddenly, there was a lot of silence in the auction venue.
"Does this kid know how to bid? How can he add so much all at once?"
An older alchemist shook his head and complained.
He loved this ball of earth fire very much, but he was asked to continue to increase the price on top of eight million. He obviously did not have the financial resources.
"Ten million!"
Seeing that it was Mu Yu who was bidding, Han Yibang, the young city lord who was sitting in the ground floor box, immediately followed suit and increased the price.
For him, being able to make Mu Yu unhappy was more important than getting Earth Fire.
"Mu Yu, I will fight you to the end. In front of me, you will never get fire from the ground."
Han Yibang shouted loudly and declared war on Mu Yu.
"Twenty million!"
Mu Yu was unfazed and made another offer.
As soon as the price was announced, the scene suddenly became noisy.
Although earth fire is precious, buying an intermediate level earth fire for 20 million Xuanjing is really not worth it.
Han Yibang's face turned red and he clenched his fists. He had never imagined that Mu Yu could offer 20 million.
The price was far higher than his estimate.
If he spends too much Xuan Jing when buying land, he may miss out on all the good stuff later.
However, he had just declared war on Mu Yu in front of everyone. How could he lose face by giving in so easily
"Two thousand...twenty-one million!"
Han Yibang gritted his teeth and shouted. After shouting, he felt a heartache in his heart.
"I say, Young City Lord, you are too stingy with this price increase. It is really an insult to your status."
Mu Yu's voice was slightly sarcastic, which suddenly caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"What? Are you afraid?"
Seeing Mu Yu say this, Han Yibang subconsciously thought that Mu Yu was afraid, and immediately became arrogant, "I know how you can compete with this young master with your financial resources..."
However, just in the middle of speaking, Mu Yu's voice made him hold back the rest of his words.
"thirty million!"
Mu Yu made another quotation. The price was so high that everyone was stunned and thought they had heard wrong.
"Young City Lord, I won't compete with you anymore. As long as you offer a higher price than me, I will give up this earth fire to you." Mu Yu said calmly.
Damn it!
Han Yibang was so angry that he was trembling in the box. How could he ask him to pay a higher price than 30 million? How could this be possible
Even if he could afford it, if his father found out that he bought a mid-level earth fire for more than 30 million yuan, he would have to beat his ass to pieces.
Although he was extremely angry, in the end he remained silent and did not speak again.
After Mu Yu took down the ground fire, he sighed and said, "You even spent more than 30 million, and you, the young city lord, live a really pitiful life."
Mu Yu's words were once again like a knife, piercing Han Yibang's heart.
"Wow!"
Such humiliation made him spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and he lay limply on the master's chair.
"Mu Yu, wait for me!" Han Yibang said bitterly in his heart.
Mu Yu was not very interested in the next few items to be auctioned.