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"Nine Million!" Ling Mo Xie shouted in a deep voice, showing no intention of backing down from the two.
In VIP Room One, Dongfang Siyu was taken aback. She had already heard from her maid Xiaomu about the people sitting in the VIP rooms. VIP Room Three was just the third generation of a family in this city; what ability did they have to compete with her?
Ling Mo Xie's bid surprised many people. The hall erupted in excitement; Ling Mo Xie was truly insane! Wasn't he the one who had supposedly spent so much money on a knife? Now he dared to compete with the royal family and the people from the Refining Pavilion. Didn't anyone else in the other VIP rooms, including Yuwen Qingyu, dare to speak up?
In VIP Room Two, a muscular old man with fiery red hair looked up at the servant standing beside him and said, "That kid in VIP Room Three is Ling Mo Xie from the Ling Family?"
"Yes, Master!" The servant, dressed in simple blue clothing, answered with his head lowered. He glanced at Gao Ciling and cautiously asked, "Should I warn that kid?"
Gao Ciling, known for his bad temper, glared with his large eyes at the servant's words. "Am I that kind of person?" he muttered to himself. "Technically, this sword belonged to his father, so I should let him have it. But this sword was also crafted by the esteemed Zhong Wuxie; I'm really eager to see his refining techniques!"
In the Ninety-Eighth VIP Room, Yuwen Qingyu, who was lying on a voluptuous beauty, heard Ling Mo Xie's bid and immediately lost interest. He pushed the woman beneath him away and said angrily, "Has this Ling Mo Xie eaten some courage? How dare he compete with those two? Damn it! I refuse to believe I'm inferior to you, Ling Mo Xie!"
As he spoke, he reached for the microphone to place a bid but was grabbed by the wrist by a nearby attendant. "No! You can't! Young Master! This isn't appropriate!" The attendant said anxiously with a quivering voice.
"Get away!" Yuwen Qingyu kicked the attendant aside and shouted angrily, "What do you mean I can't? If Ling Mo Xie can do it, why can't I? Are you saying I'm not as good as him?"
After saying that, he ignored the attendant who crawled back over and spoke into the microphone: "I bid ten million! Ling Mo Xie, if you have guts, keep bidding! Let me be clear; I'm going head-to-head with you!"
Ling Mo Xie frowned. He had only met Yuwen Qingyu once before and hadn't recognized his voice until now.
In VIP Room One, Dongfang Siyu snorted coldly and frowned. "Ling Mo Xie bidding for this sword is understandable since it originally belonged to his father. But how dare Yuwen Qingyu get involved? I initially planned to recommend him to Shenwu Gate this year; I came here to discuss that matter but didn't expect..."
After muttering to herself for a while, she turned to the maid, Xiaomu, and said, "After the auction, you should go visit the Yuwen Family. Just tell them I have urgent matters and have returned to the capital, so I won't be bothering them this time."
Having said that, she picked up the microphone beside her and spoke into it, "I bid eleven million. Please do not compete with me any further; this sword is something I must have!"
Hearing Yuwen Qingyu and Dongfang Siyu continuously raising their bids, Gao Ciling, who already had a bad temper, couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "I bid fifteen million! This is all the funds I brought today; if anyone has the ability, go ahead and bid again!"
A gasp echoed through the hall on the first floor. Fifteen million Spirit Stones! That was not just fifteen million taels of silver; it was enough to buy an Earth-Level Middle Grade spiritual weapon. Who would have thought that this Fengyun Sword, a Low-Grade Earth Tier weapon, could fetch such a high price!
Countless people began to shake their heads; the thoughts of these big shots were beyond their understanding!
The VIP room on the second floor fell silent for a while. Ling Mo Xie was waiting for others to place their bids, while Dongfang Siyu furrowed her brows in contemplation about whether it was worth continuing to bid.
She had come this time primarily for Yuwen Qingyu and had only brought along her usual two million Spirit Stones. Upon hearing that the Grand Auction House would auction off the Fengyun Sword, which might contain a treasure map, she decided to participate in the auction.
The Izumo Kingdom had been engaged in external warfare recently and was in need of resources, which piqued her interest. Now seeing the price climb to fifteen million Spirit Stones, she began to hesitate about whether it was worth it.
After all, the rumor that the Fengyun Sword concealed a treasure map was just that—a rumor!
Seeing that Ling Mo Xie had not placed a bid either, Yuwen Qingyu felt no inclination to bid himself; after all, placing a bid now would directly offend Gao Ciling! Moreover, since Ling Mo Xie wasn't bidding, he saw no need to offend Gao Ciling either.
As he noticed that the auctioneer had already knocked down twice without anyone else bidding, Ling Mo Xie picked up the bidding microphone and calmly called out, "Sixteen million!"
The elderly man with white hair was about to bring down his hammer for the third time when he paused in mid-air and chuckled as he asked, "A guest from VIP Room Three bids sixteen million Spirit Stones! Is there anyone else who wishes to bid? Sixteen million going once..."
Ling Mo Xie made his bid, and Yu Wen Qing Yu immediately jumped in like a mad dog, shouting, "I bid seventeen million!"
"Eighteen million!" As soon as Yu Wen Qing Yu finished speaking, Dongfang Siyu from the first VIP room chimed in, seemingly having made a decision.
Ling Mo Xie did not hesitate; he had already offended them, so there was no point in hesitating now. He continued, "Nineteen million!"
Yu Wen Qing Yu quickly raised his bid again, "Twenty million!" Ling Mo Xie let out a cold snort and said into the microphone, "I request the auction house to verify Yu Wen Qing Yu's assets. Even if he is the most favored grandson of the Yuwen Family, it’s still quite unbelievable for him to come up with this much spirit stone!" He emphasized the word "grandson."
"Giggle!" In the first VIP room, Dongfang Siyu, who had been angry due to Yu Wen Qing Yu's bidding, covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, saying, "This Ling Mo Xie is quite interesting."
Yu Wen Qing Yu's arrogant smile faltered as he turned to the small servant he had just kicked down. "Xiao Chen, how much pocket money do I have left?"
Xiao Chen replied with a sobbing voice, "Young Master! We only have eighteen million spirit stones! Just now, you called out too quickly; I didn’t have time to stop you! Reporting a false price at a major auction... this..." Xiao Chen trembled in fear and struggled to articulate his words.
Yu Wen Qing Yu's expression changed as he plopped down onto the sofa. At that moment, the auctioneer's voice came through the Light Screen, confirming that the auction house had agreed to Ling Mo Xie's request.
What to do? What to do? Yu Wen Qing Yu kept thinking frantically. Suddenly, as if grasping at a lifeline, he picked up the microphone and said, "As everyone knows, the Ling family where Ling Mo Xie comes from cannot compare financially to my family! Moreover, he was only brought back not long ago. If I don't have this much spirit stone, how could he possibly have it? I also request verification of his assets!"
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