The one who bid was naturally Mo Qingyun.
The reason he came to the Ice Glaze Auction House was for the Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit. He naturally wouldn't give up on competing for it just because of Yi Qiufeng's status.
"Mm?"
Yi Qiufeng frowned as she saw the sudden turn of events. Her expression turned cold as she said, "Friend, this Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit isn't of much use to ordinary people. Can you give me some face and let me have this Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit?"
Mo Qingyun disdainfully smiled. He ignored Yi Qiufeng and directly said to the auctioneer, "No one is continuing to bid. Can we announce the results now?"
The auction house suddenly quieted down. Mo Qingyun didn't give Yi Qiufeng any face at all.
"Good, very good!"
Yi Qiufeng clenched her teeth. She glared at VIP room 11 and coldly said, "Brat, I'll let you have this Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit. I'd like to see who dares to help you refine the Nine Heavens Thunder Astral Pill."
Hearing Yi Qiufeng's words, the smile on Mo Qingyun's face became even wider.
Did he need the help of others to refine the Nine Heavens Thunder Astral Pill?
Although she had decided to withdraw from the competition, Yi Qiufeng wasn't willing to let Mo Qingyun take advantage of her. She said to the crowd, "Everyone, I won't compete for this Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit. You can all bid as you wish."
"This fellow is really despicable. He doesn't want to compete for it and instead wants others to compete with the Young Lord!"
Seeing Yi Qiufeng's actions, Wen Shaoli revealed a look of disdain and said in a displeased tone.
"No need to pay attention to him. He's just a self-righteous fellow." Mo Qingyun waved his hand at Wen Shaoli, indicating that he didn't need to care too much.
At this moment, as Wen Shaoli was feeling displeased, someone began to bid in the auction house.
"I bid 2.1 billion spirit essence stones!"
"I bid 2.5 billion spirit essence stones!"
"Young Master Qiufeng, don't be angry. I, Wu Feng, will bid for this Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit for you."
"Young Master Qiufeng, don't worry. That brat won't be able to compete for the Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit."
…
For a time, all sorts of flattering words came out from the crowd.
It seemed that Yi Qiufeng's influence was not small.
As everyone continued to bid, the price of the Jade Desolate Thunderfall Fruit began to rise. Before long, it had reached over 5 billion spirit essence stones.
"Ten billion!"
In order to save time and let others withdraw from the competition, Mo Qingyun directly raised the price by more than four billion.
Ten billion!
Raising the price by 4 billion in one go!
At this moment, the auction house fell silent again. Everyone was shocked by Mo Qingyun's actions.
"Hmph! A mere 10 billion spirit essence stones isn't enough to scare my Black Peak! "
Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Wu Feng spoke in disdain. He opened his mouth again, "10.5 billion spirit essence stones!"
"Who is this Wu Feng?"
Seeing Wu Feng's actions, Mo Qingyun's face turned cold as he questioned Wen Shaoli.
Wen Shaoli said, "Young Lord, Wu Feng is the Patriarch of the Wu Family, a subordinate force of the Xuan Family. The Wu Family is slightly stronger than the Ge Family."
Mo Qingyun nodded. He had some understanding of the Wu Family. His gaze turned cold as he said, "20 billion spirit essence stones!"
Silence!
In an instant, the auction house became incomparably quiet.
The person in VIP room 11 was too domineering. He wanted to eliminate Wu Feng in one go.
Seeing Mo Qingyun raise the price to 20 billion, Wu Feng's expression twitched. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
How could someone who bid so decisively and domineeringly be simple?
Right now, in order to curry favor with Yi Qiufeng, a junior of the Yi Family, he had offended such a person. The gains did not make up for the losses.
"Do you still want to continue?"
While Wu Feng was regretting, Mo Qingyun's words broke the silence in the auction house.
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, everyone's gaze turned to Wu Feng. They wanted to see how Wu Feng would respond.
Under everyone's gaze, Wu Feng's face turned red. He said with a panicked expression, "I … I give up!"
Right now, he was worried that the person in VIP room 11 would deal with the Wu Family.
Seeing Wu Feng give up, Yi Qiufeng's face sank. She looked at VIP room 11 and said, "Brat, I've underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such wealth."
"Not bad. At least I'm a little better than you. A guy who can only bid 1 billion spirit essence stones."
Mo Qingyun smiled nonchalantly in response to Yi Qiufeng's mocking words.
"You …"
Hearing this, Yi Qiufeng was speechless. It was as if her sore spot had been poked. She snorted, "Hmph! If you're really capable, then compete with me for the final item. "
"Aren't you afraid that I'll snatch the final item?" Mo Qingyun smiled playfully.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Yi Qiufeng coldly snorted, no longer speaking.
After Wu Feng withdrew, Mo Qingyun successfully bought the Jade Flute Thunderfall Fruit for 200 spirit essence stones.
After the Jade Flute Thunderfall Fruit, besides weapons and armor, there were also martial skills and such.
Even if some alchemy materials appeared, they weren't particularly rare. Thus, Mo Qingyun didn't make a move.
However, during this process, Yi Qiufeng occasionally made a move and successfully won several items.
Seeing Mo Qingyun not make a move, Yi Qiufeng revealed a mocking expression. She mocked Mo Qingyun, "Hmph! I thought you had some amazing wealth, but it turns out you're just a candle that's extinguished after a single shot. "
"You're thinking too much. If I made a move, would you still be able to win anything?"
Mo Qingyun lightly smiled and retorted, "Don't forget what happened just now. A guy who can only take out 1 billion spirit essence stones."
A guy who can only take out 1 billion spirit essence stones.
As these words fell into Yi Qiufeng's ears, her complexion immediately darkened, as if she had been poked in a sore spot.
At this time, as Mo Qingyun and Yi Qiufeng were bickering, another auction item was brought onto the auction stage by the auctioneer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item will be the finale of this auction."
After bringing the finale item onto the auction stage, the auctioneer's expression turned solemn. He introduced the item to everyone, "This finale item is an ancient painting scroll. Its origin might be from ancient times or even ancient times. Its value is impossible to estimate. Our auction house believes that it might have other secrets …"
Seeing the finale item being brought onto the stage, the auction house quieted down. Everyone nervously listened to the auctioneer.
"Eh! Young Lord, the person in this painting scroll looks a bit like Miss Han Yan! "
As Chi Lian saw the person in the ancient painting scroll, his expression immediately changed and he exclaimed in shock.
"Han Yan!"
As Mo Qingyun heard this, his expression also changed. He looked at the person in the painting scroll in shock.
The person depicted in this painting scroll was actually 90% similar to Long Hanyan. This left Mo Qingyun shocked.
He absolutely had to win this painting scroll!
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