Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and his eyes shone as he continued his bid, "Eleven million..."
If I can get that spiritual weapon and present it to Master Ye as a show of respect, I will definitely leave the Ye family with a good impression, he thought. This can also be considered as the greatest benefit from this auction.
Forming an alliance with the number one cultivator in the Banished Lands is far more valuable than a spiritual weapon!
"Twenty hundred million!"
Ye Lan made his bid without moving a single muscle on his face, as if twenty hundred million gold pieces wasn't a lot of money to him.
Bai Xin's forehead began to break into cold sweat. He wiped his forehead and spoke guiltily, "Twenty one..."
"Thirty hundred million!"
Boom!
Just as that elderly voice spoke, Bai Xin's legs turned into jelly. He crumpled to the floor and his expression was awash with defeat.