Kapitel 224: It shouldn’t be Mo Qingkuang
Lin Yang's bid couldn't hold out until Niao Niao's first announcement and Mo Qingkuang made another bid: "61,000."
The crowd couldn't help but find it amusing. Although they didn't know the exact background of VIP number 857, it was clear that VIP number 108 upstairs was someone who wasn't lacking in money.
Spending tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones just to irritate someone was quite entertaining.
Seeing Mo Qingkuang bid again, many who still had some interest in the item began to reconsider.
Rather than spending a high price on something whose use was unknown, it was better to watch a good show.
In an auction, besides high-quality items that could excite people, only competitions like this one could bring joy.
Everyone tacitly decided to stop bidding and watch how high the two would push the price.
Lin Yang gritted his teeth and raised the price to 100,000!
'Come on, whether I can get it or not is no longer important. If you're annoying me, I'll annoy you too!'
From now on, I'll bid on every item! Let's see how much money you can waste!
"101,000." Mo Qingkuang didn't hesitate at all. No matter how high you bid, I'll just add one thousand more to annoy you!
As the bids between the two grew more frequent, the crowd enjoyed the spectacle. It was clear that real competition was happening, and it would continue until one side ran out of money.
They weren't worried about malicious bidding because if a bidder couldn't pay the bid amount, they would be penalized and expelled from the auction, and the item would be auctioned again.
With the Chiyan Auction House being able to host so many auctions in the Blue Flame Empire, it was obviously not a small force. The power behind it was enormous; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to bring in such valuable items.
"121,000." When Mo Qingkuang called out the new price, the door to his private room was knocked again.
Opening the door was Huo Qun, the auction house manager who had previously brought the dragon's saliva grass. He entered and closed the door behind him, his face filled with apologetic smiles as he asked, "Sorry for the intrusion, esteemed guest. Some VIPs sent their people to ask whether your intention in bidding for this item is to deliberately go against VIP number 857, or if you have discovered some secret about it?"
Mo Qingkuang frowned upon hearing this. Did someone suspect him? He vaguely noticed that there were a few attendants behind Huo Qun, but they were kept outside by Huo Qun's understanding.
Of course, Mo Qingkuang didn't think that no one would suspect them for bidding so aggressively. He just didn't expect that instead of bidding against them, people would use the auction house to ask questions.
Such influence could only belong to VIPs in at least the top ten positions.
However, Mo Qingkuang didn't speak, only frowning at him. The auction house rules prohibited revealing guests' privacy, and Huo Qun's actions had already violated the rules. It was unclear what benefits those people had promised Huo Qun.
Seeing that Mo Qingkuang was displeased, Huo Qun quickly smiled and said, "These VIPs are just curious and want to ask. But don't worry, whether you're willing to disclose or not, I will refuse them on your behalf."
"And those VIPs have promised not to bid against you. Our auction house guarantees that if they do bid, this item will be directly given to you."
Seeing Huo Qun's assurance, Mo Qingkuang's expression improved slightly. He said, "You still know the rules. Since they are so curious, I won't let you make a trip in vain. Tell them, this young master has a grudge against the guy below. Everything he wants, I will bid, understand?"
Mo Qingkuang's words were half true and half false, but it was hard to discern. Huo Qun could clearly tell that Mo Qingkuang was not being entirely truthful, but the idea that he had a grudge against VIP number 857 and was deliberately competing was plausible.
Moreover, his use of 'this young master' made Huo Qun think that the person in front of him might come from an extraordinary background and have considerable influence.
Otherwise, he wouldn't speak so arrogantly and use such easily seen-through lies against specific VIPs.
But rules were rules. Being able to come to Mo Qingkuang's private room to inquire was the limit of what Huo Qun could do. He immediately nodded, his tone even more respectful, "In that case, I will reply to them as is."
"Go on, if there's nothing else, don't bother me," Mo Qingkuang waved his hand impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll take my leave." Huo Qun exited, and the people outside brightened and approached him.
Huo Qun closed the door behind him. The soundproofing of the private room was quite good, so Mo Qingkuang couldn't hear what they were discussing. He continued to focus on the auction.
During this brief interruption by Huo Qun, Lin Yang's temper flared, and he raised the price to 300,000, and the item was already in its second announcement.
The crowd was astonished. An item whose nature was unknown had been bid up to 300,000 low-grade spirit stones, rivaling even the overpriced dragon's saliva grass from before.
Mo Qingkuang sneered, "Do you really have 300,000?"
He immediately continued bidding, "301,000."
After waiting for a long while, VIP number 108 suddenly stopped bidding. She thought Mo Qingkuang had given up.
Just as she was about to resign herself to the fact that the small box would belong to VIP number 857, VIP number 108 suddenly announced a new bid.
Upon hearing Mo Qingkuang's new bid, Lin Yang's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he stopped speaking.
'Fine, it's yours! Once the auction ends, it will still belong to me!'
In his mind, he silently asked, "Master, what do you think?"
"We'll have to use special means; it's probably from some wealthy family. Ultimately, we're still too poor," the Saint Alchemist sighed.
He had once suspected that the young man repeatedly competing with him and his apprentice might be Mo Qingkuang, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
As an alchemist, Lin Yang's profession was the most lucrative on the continent. After working so hard, he had accumulated this amount of wealth. Mo Qingkuang, on the other hand, was just a young master from a declining family. How many resources could he have?
Even if he was the top genius of Tianxuan, his age was still young, and Tianxuan wasn't a wealthy power. The resources Mo Qingkuang could mobilize were definitely limited. Even if he had more than Lin Yang, it wouldn't be by much.
But just now, he had thrown out hundreds of thousands without blinking, so the Saint Alchemist had to deny his initial guess; it shouldn't be Mo Qingkuang.
His reasoning was correct. Mo Qingkuang had originally only prepared 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, and with the two high-grade spirit stones gifted by Lan Xiao, it was still a drop in the bucket.
However, he didn't know that midway through, due to the empty bounty, the Taishan King of the Sinister Hall had given Mo Qingkuang various forms of support, including items worth at least 3,000,000 low-grade spirit stones.
Even the immediately usable spirit stones amounted to nearly 2,000,000.
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