The crowd was stunned as soon as the voice was heard.
Subsequently, they looked at one of the private rooms on the third floor in disbelief. They were secretly shocked.
Anyone who could sit there had a terrifying background. They could not believe that these people were interested in the Thousand Spirit Herb too.
Ye Chen squinted. Just when he was going to find out who was bidding against him, laughter came from the private room again. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Ye. I, Yoshiko, am interested in it too. Are you mad at me?"
It was none other than Chiba Yoshiko who spoke.
Ye Chen came to a realization and said while shaking his head, "Of course not!"
"The VIP in Room No. 3 has bid five million. Is there anyone who's bidding higher than her?" the auctioneer on the stage repeated, but he was looking at Ye Chen.
To him, Ye Chen was the only one who would bid. The rest were almost the same. They hoped that Ye Chen would continue bidding and compete with the other party.
However, Ye Chen said nothing.
Someone took a good look at Ye Chen. Noticing that he was dressed casually, he smirked in a sarcastic manner. "Don't tell me this brat doesn't have enough money?"
"That's possible. Perhaps he was just randomly bidding two million earlier." Many of them nodded in agreement with disdain written all over their faces.
"Mr. Ye, don't you have enough money?"
Dai Shiyu, who was standing aside, thought about it and took out a platinum card. She passed it to him and said, "There's ten million in there. Take it if you don't have enough."
She did not mention whether she was borrowing it or giving it to him.
She just wanted to repay Ye Chen in a roundabout way.
"No need!"
Ye Chen smiled calmly. "Nobody can take what I want away from me. Even if they do, I can get it back!"
He had no idea how much he had at the moment. However, he had a cosmetics company behind him, as well as organizations like the Murong clan in Ganzhou and the Spiritual Medicine Mountain. His value would not be lower than Chiba Yoshiko who came from the Japanese consortium.
However, Chiba Yoshiko was just trying to disgust him.
Although he could bid for the Thousand Spirit Herb because of his anger, the auction house would be the one who would benefit from it.
The auctioneer was extremely disappointed to see that Ye Chen was no longer bidding. He decided, "Going thrice. Congratulations to the VIP in Room No. 3 for getting the Thousand Spirit Herb!"
Subsequently, he spoke again, "The next item is still a herb, but this herb is extraordinary!"
With that, he clapped his hands, and a staff member immediately carried a tray covered with a red cloth onto the stage.
Ye Chen scanned with his Divine Consciousness and could not help but reveal joy on his face.
It really was the Nine-section Soul Grass!
As the red cloth was removed, a plant that was stuck in a glass bottle came into view. The plant was about the length of a chopstick and had nine segments like bamboo. From the stem to the leaves, it was black as if it had been dyed with ink.
At that moment.
Chiba Yoshiko, who was in the third private room on the third floor of the auction house, was overjoyed. She stood up excitedly and stared at it. "No-kun, it's really a ghost chrysanthemum. You must get it, you must!"
Room 4.
A fair-skinned young man with a pair of blue eyes and a high nose showed a hint of interest in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand and waved at the bottle of red wine two meters away. The bottle flew into his hand automatically. "Is this the so-called holy item in the eyes of the Japanese Onmyojis? I, Marhua, want this! "
In private room No. 6.
A middle-aged woman dressed in red sat on the sofa. She looked to be in her thirties, but her skin was as tender as white jade. Her long hair was the color of wine, and if one looked closely, one would notice that there was a faint flame burning in her eyes.
"I can't believe that I can see such a treasure apart from the foreign fragment. Nobody can compete with me, Aches!"
She stretched her arm out and ran her fingers through her long hair. Flames were growing in her hair like fire snakes flicking their tongues.
…
As the red cloth was removed, everyone in the private rooms on the third floor had burning desire in their eyes.
Meanwhile, the auctioneer said while smiling on the first floor, "Everyone, this item is called the Ghost Chrysanthemum. It's helpful for one's spiritual power, especially for Spell Masters. The starting price is 10 million yuan, and each increment must be no less than 500,000 yuan!"
"Ghost Chrysanthemum? What's that? "
"That's worth 10 million yuan? Are you kidding us? "
At that moment, the people were in an uproar. They were whispering to each other, feeling confused. It was their first time hearing about such an item.
"Even if it's made of gold, it's not worth 10 million yuan, right? Your auction house is crazy about money! "
Facing the people's sneers, the auctioneer smiled again and said, "What if I tell everyone that this item was obtained from Japan by Master Shen, the leader of the Southern Sect of Hong Kong? Moreover, it was appraised by Master Shen, and it's helpful for Spell Masters. "
Everyone was shocked when they heard that.
Someone stood up and said in shock, "Was it really appraised by Master Shen?"
"Of course!"
The auctioneer nodded. "We wouldn't joke about Master Shen."
"11 million!"
Someone made a bid as soon as the auctioneer finished speaking!
"15 million!"
"20 million!"
"22 million!"
"…"
In just a few minutes, the item that everyone looked down on earlier attracted countless bids. The price soared to 50 million!
Master Shen!
Those three words were enough to make everyone look up to him. It was because he was the leader of the Southern Sect of Hong Kong's spell world, and he was also a legend in Hong Kong's spell world.
To put it bluntly, even if he said that it was a pile of dog poop, no one would doubt it.
The atmosphere of the auction was pushed to the climax. Even the auction house was shocked. They did not expect the name Master Shen to have such a great influence.
The price finally stopped at 70 million.
The auctioneer smiled and said, "Guest number 49 has bid 70 million, going once. Is there any higher bid than him?"
However, no one responded.
70 million was not a small amount.
"70 million going twice, 70 million going thrice …" The auctioneer knocked the hammer and was about to make the final call.
A voice came from Room 3 on the third floor of the auction house. "80 million!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
The real big shots were making their move!
Room 4 made a bid. "90 million!"
"100 million …" Room 6 made a bid.
"…"
The price soared to 800 million, and it was even more extravagant than before. Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
That was eight hundred million!
Eight hundred million was enough to buy any mansion in Hong Kong!
In Room 3, Chiba Yoshiko's face was solemn. Although she knew that the competition for the Ghost Chrysanthemum would be fierce, she did not expect it to be this intense.
With the wealth she had brought, she could totally continue the competition. However, when she thought of the final item, she felt a little tired. She picked up the phone and called Room 4.
After a while.
She revealed a satisfied expression, because after paying a certain price, the people in the other boxes had given up on competing with the rules.
As far as she was concerned, as long as they gave up, the other people in the other rooms were not qualified to compete with her.
At the same time.
The auctioneer suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "The guest in Room 3 has bid 800 million. Is there anyone who can go higher than her?"
A silence fell over the auction house.
What a joke! 800 million? They didn't have 800 million, and even if they did, they would not compete with her!
Chiba Yoshiko saw all of this. Just when she thought the outcome had been decided, a voice suddenly rang out.
A faint voice came up.
"1 billion!"
Silence fell over the room.
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