"This VIP in Room 36 is offering 860,000. Is there a higher price?"
He Yafang looked around, and her soft voice was clearly heard throughout the auction hall. However, no one was willing to bid anymore. A few of them had already opened their mouths to bid, but gave up in the end.
Seeing this, He Yafang sighed in her heart, thinking that no one was willing to raise the price anymore.
"Eight hundred and sixty thousand per time."
No one said anything.
"Eight hundred and sixty thousand twice."
Still no one said anything.
"Eight hundred and sixty-three thousand..."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a voice came from a private room.
"Nine hundred thousand taels."
The sudden sound made everyone stunned. They didn't expect that even when Zhao Chonglou had clearly used his force field to snatch the cloud thunder silk, someone still took action and intercepted Zhao Chonglou.
However, when they looked towards the private room where the sound came from, their pupils shrank and they were filled with shock.
"It's Wu Chen. Why did he buy the cloud thunder silk?"
"have no idea."
"In my opinion, he didn't want to buy the cloud thunder silk, but to argue with me."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Have you forgotten what happened three days ago?"
"Oh, so that's how it is. I see."
In private room No. 36, Zhao Chonglou's face darkened and looked terribly cold. In his entire life, he had never suffered such a great humiliation as he had suffered three days ago. He was defeated by a piece of trash from a small country. This was a huge shame for him. No matter what, he would kill that little bastard and get back all the shame.
On the side, Zhao Fengguo sat quietly, closing his eyes and resting, not caring about anything in the outside world.
"Wu Chen, is this thing useful to you?" Mu Youxue asked curiously.
Wu Chen nodded: "Of course, I have a spiritual treasure that was damaged and needs to be repaired."
"Haha, I thought the handsome guy was just trying to argue." Milan laughed.
Wu Chen rolled his eyes. He was just trying to argue because he had nothing better to do. Was a mere Zhao Chonglou worth arguing with
Seeing this, everyone suddenly realized that it was not for the purpose of arguing, but was indeed useful.
At this time, He Yafang's voice rang out again: "This distinguished guest bids 900,000 yuan. Is there anyone willing to bid a higher price?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned to private room number 36 where Zhao Chonglou was.
Zhao Chonglou said nothing and immediately offered the price: "930,000 taels."
Since this kid didn't take him seriously, why should he be polite
Wu Chen smiled faintly. To him, no matter who the other party was, as long as it was something he had his eyes on, nothing would escape. He would get these things at all costs.
"One million taels."
Everyone's heart beat violently, violently. It seemed that this was the first time since the beginning of this auction that the bidding price for something reached one million taels of silver.
"It has exceeded one million taels of silver."
"This is a real rich man, he is generous and never stingy with money."
"Compared to this guy, the rest of us are just weaklings. There is no comparison at all."
Everyone was shocked and there was an uproar.
He Yafang took a deep breath. She had originally thought that after the price of the Yunlei Silk had risen to 800,000 taels of silver, it would have been a sky-high price. However, she had not expected that it would now exceed one million taels of silver. This price was the first time that it had exceeded one million taels of silver so far in this auction.
"hateful."
In private room number 36, Zhao Chonglou was so angry that his face turned blue. This kid simply didn't take him seriously.
"Boy, you are so cruel."
Zhao Chonglou clenched his fists, his face full of anger, but he did not attack again, for fear of wasting money and affecting their future purchases. They bought the cloud thunder silk to forge a spiritual treasure, but to forge a spiritual treasure, it takes a lot of time, and it consumes huge manpower, material resources and financial resources. It is better to buy a spiritual treasure, which is more cost-effective.
However, he would never let this kid Wu Chen go. Anyone who dared to go against him, Zhao Chonglou, would have only one outcome, and that was death.
After a storm, the Yunlei silk finally fell into Wu Chen's hands safely.
"Handsome man, you need to ask a weapon refiner for help to repair the spiritual treasure. I happen to know a weapon refiner. Would you like me to introduce him to you? I guarantee a fair price."
Casting and repairing spiritual treasures, these things are all the work of a weapon refiner. If you hire a weapon refiner, you have to pay a high fee, otherwise, others will not help you.
"Thanks, but I don't need it."
He has the weapon refining record, so he doesn't need to ask others to help him repair it. He can just do it himself.
"No, do you want to fix it yourself?"
It seems that only weapon refiners can repair spiritual treasures. They know that Wu Chen is an alchemist because he was the one who cured Situ Jiannan and the others.
Wu Chen smiled but said nothing.
Seeing this, the two women looked at each other. Although they were confused, they did not ask too many questions. After all, they had already experienced Wu Chen's mystery.
Mysterious people are often able to attract others, and Wu Chen is such a person.
Although the starting prices of the next few auction items were higher than Yun Lei Si, the final transaction prices were not as high as Yun Lei Si. In other words, so far, Yun Lei Si is the only auction item with a bidding price of one million taels of silver.
It is worth mentioning that every time before the bidding ended, He Yafang would always intentionally or unintentionally look towards the private room No. 48 where Wu Chen was. Her purpose was obvious, which was to let Wu Chen bid and auction these things.
However, Wu Chen is not someone who buys everything he sees. When he buys something, he will base it on his actual needs. No matter how high the price is or how strong the competitors are, he will buy it at any cost.
However, if it was something he didn't need, he would not rush to grab it even if it was very cheap, as it would be a pure waste of money. Therefore, every time He Yafang came with hope, she would leave with disappointment.
"The next auction item, I believe many of the warrior friends present will be interested in it, is the middle-grade spiritual treasure double wind stick."
As soon as He Yafang finished speaking, countless people stared at the precious stick without blinking, and even held their breath.
This is a mid-grade spiritual treasure, a rare treasure that countless people dream of.
Among the strong men in the Linghai realm, there are only a few who possess middle-grade spiritual treasures. Many people do not have middle-grade spiritual treasures and are forced to use lower-grade spiritual treasures. Just as many strong men in the Zhenwu realm do not have upper-grade spiritual treasures and are forced to use middle-grade spiritual treasures, it goes without saying that they desire high-grade spiritual treasures.