Published: February 24, 2025
“Hahaha, I’ll give it a shot too. Let’s see if I can bid for this Outer Purple Meteoric Iron,” said the five soul daoist with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes in the Number One Supreme VIP Pavilion. “Two hundred and eighty billion!”
“Since the five soul chief, holy spirit chief, and Murong chief are all interested in participating, how can I miss out?” In the Number Six Supreme VIP Pavilion, the talisman practitioner, an elderly woman, squinted her eyes, her tone filled with provocation, “Three hundred and fifty billion!”
"The five of you have good taste; would you mind if I also join in?" The voice of the ancient soul practitioner echoed from the Number Twelve Supreme VIP Pavilion, radiating dominance, "Four hundred and thirty billion!"
"Since all six are here, it wouldn't hurt for me to join as well." Suddenly, the cold voice of the beast spirit practitioner emerged from the Number Fourteen Supreme VIP Pavilion, "Four hundred and fifty billion!"
"How interesting, how interesting." The laughter of the thunderstorm daoist rang out from the Number Sixteen Supreme VIP Pavilion, "Five hundred billion!"
At this moment, Dantai Zhongde appeared expressionless, but in his heart, he was overjoyed!
Seeing the eight chiefs gathered and bidding against each other was exactly what he wanted to see!
He knew that the eight chiefs were irreconcilable, and although all wanted to acquire the Outer Purple Meteoric Iron today, they also had the intention to compete against each other through the auction!
Sure enough, at that moment, the doors to the 99 luxury suites on the fifth floor and the 88 esteemed pavilions on the sixth floor opened almost simultaneously, and 187 people stepped out.
Among them were charming women, elderly ladies, young people, middle-aged individuals, and elders.
These people were all elders and deacons from the eight lineages!
"Wow! So many people!" Tan Yun's pupils shrank. He didn't need to think to know that the eight chiefs were worried about not having enough Spirit Stones and had notified them to pool their resources!
Tan Yun could also see that the eight chiefs had clearly turned the auction into a battleground without smoke!
Everyone was determined to outbid the other seven chiefs today!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The 187 people split into eight groups and flew up to the eighth floor's eight supreme VIP pavilions, each entering their respective pavilion doors.
Before long, they flew out of the eight pavilions again, diving down and rushing into their luxury suites and esteemed pavilions.
The contest among the eight inner sect lineages was officially initiated with the Outer Purple Meteoric Iron!
At this moment, from the elders to the inner sect disciples in the hall, no one thought their chief was acting recklessly out of anger.
First of all, the Outer Purple Meteoric Iron was a priceless treasure, and this was an undisputed fact.
Even though the Huangfu Sacred Sect had no formal disputes among the nine branches, the eight chiefs would never easily withdraw from bidding for the Outer Purple Meteoric Iron!
Some might think that with eight people bidding at the same time, why not have a few remain silent and then make a sudden move, possibly saving some Spirit Stones!
But one must understand that all eight daoists who could sit in the chief positions were not ordinary people. They wouldn't be oblivious to such tricks!
Therefore, the eight of them decided to show themselves and compete openly!
Firstly, one lives on one's breath, and they must fight for Spirit Stones!
Secondly, the eight chiefs were too eager to obtain the Outer Purple Meteoric Iron!
"Hmph!" The five soul chief snorted coldly, "Six hundred billion!"
"Seven hundred billion!" The holy spirit practitioner immediately chimed in.
The Murong daoist let out a deep breath, "Seven hundred and eighty billion!"
The thunderstorm daoist gritted his teeth, "Eight hundred billion!"
The ancient soul practitioner’s expression turned serious, "Eight hundred and one hundred billion!"