Chapter 205: One Thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones

Seeing that things had quieted down, Qin Ming spoke up, "Three hundred!"

"Three hundred! Someone has bid three hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones. Is there anyone else with a higher bid?" the Charming Woman on stage shouted excitedly.

Three hundred was already far beyond her estimated price.

Just as she was about to drop the gavel and complete the auction, a voice came from the private box next to Qin Ming's:

"Three hundred and fifty!"

"Three hundred and fifty! It's at three hundred and fifty now. Is there a higher bid?" The Charming Woman looked toward Qin Ming's box with a dazed expression, waiting for a bid.

These private boxes blocked the line of sight, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

After waiting a moment, the Charming Woman heard no further bids and felt a bit disappointed. Just as she was about to drop the gavel, Qin Ming's calm voice rang out:

"Five hundred!"

He had plenty of High-Grade Spirit Stones. He was the one who had wiped out the Sima Family of Chenyang City, and their wealth was staggering. Since the Sect's Disciples had not yet grown up, they had no need for these Spirit Stones at all.

"Five hundred Spirit Stones! Just who is in that box? To offer five hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones for a single spirit plant… how magnanimous."

"Could it be that he can refine the spirit plant into Medicinal Pills? If so, then five hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones is nothing."

"Are you joking? An alchemist capable of refining a seventh-grade spirit plant must be at least a Pill Emperor. What does a Pill Emperor represent? How could there be a Pill Emperor in Chenyang City?"

The Martial Artists present immediately began to whisper among themselves.

"Five hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones. Are there any higher bids?" the Charming Woman asked as a matter of course. However, she also knew that five hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones was already an astronomical price that had broken all expectations for this spirit plant.

She intended to strike the gavel and finalize the deal.

Right then, a voice came from that box again: "Six hundred Spirit Stones!"

The voice sounded exasperated and extremely angry.

"Oh?" Qin Ming looked toward the neighboring box and spoke in a low voice.

Six hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones far exceeded the value of this spirit plant. Judging by the Aura from the neighboring box, they wouldn't stop until they reached their goal.

But who was he, Qin Ming? He was the God of Alchemy. Comparing wealth with him? No matter who the opponent was, they couldn't possibly win!

Qin Ming said decisively, "One thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"One thousand! It's at one thousand now! Is there anyone higher?"

The Charming Woman was radiant. A starting price of one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones had reached one thousand—didn't this prove her outstanding ability?

Even though she still didn't understand what was happening.

The Auction Hall, which had been buzzing with discussion, fell silent upon hearing the bid of one thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.

One thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones was an immense amount, far exceeding the spirit plant's own value. It made them feel like this was no longer a competition for the plant itself.

But rather a clash of status and position. Which of these two boxes would ultimately win?

Inside an inconspicuous box in the Auction Hall, a Middle-aged Man gave an order to the Martial Artist behind him:

"Go and find out why the Zhang Family is so determined to get this spirit plant. You must investigate this thoroughly."

"Yes, Patriarch!" the Martial Artist replied respectfully.

"Father, did you notice something?" a Young Man standing next to the Middle-aged Man asked curiously.

"Don't you find it strange? This seventh-grade spirit plant shouldn't be of any use to the Zhang Family.

Yet they are willing to pay such a high price for something they can't use. This is clearly unusual. Our Qu Family and the Zhang Family are rivals. They are willing to even fund an enemy just to obtain it; there's definitely something fishy going on."

The Middle-aged Man said with a profound gaze.