บท 93: Chapter 90- Eight Hundred Million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones To Smell The Scent Of A Ten Thousand Year Old Rotting Corpse

“Eight hundred million mid-grade Spirit Stones!!”

Bao’s frustrated voice echoed across the deathly silent Auction house. Looking at his face one could see that it was extremely red, and it seemed as if his chest was about to burst from how hard he was breathing.

Everyone was extremely quiet when they heard such an absurd number of Spirit Stones. All eyes stared at the booth Zen Chi was in wondering if he would continue to bid, but only silence permeated the Auction House.

Old man Fen's voice then spoke up, “Eight hundred million mid-grade Spirit Stones going once!… Eight hundred million mid-grade Spirit Stones going twice!… does anyone want to bid any higher?”

When the crowd below heard old man Fen's question, they were looking at him as if he had grown two more heads.

Seeing the crowd's gaze directed to him, old man Fen chuckled to himself.