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In the Treasure Pavilion, Lei Dongyue was the first to speak, glancing at the Qingyu Monk. Having just obtained the Shenggu Duanxu Dan, it had unfortunately fallen to Qingyu's legs.
The Tianzhu Temple also gave up. The Qingyu Monk shook his head, showing no intention of competing. After all, their academy had already secured five items; a single piece from a set wasn't worth much. It was better to sell a favor, as it might yield benefits in the coming month.
With that in mind, Mok Ming Academy decided not to hold back. Liu Lao Jiu smiled as he patted the five pieces of equipment that Gu Ping had fought for, then proceeded to bid on the other two items.
They were somewhat interested in the gem from that helmet; perhaps Liu could part with it?
As for the Heart Guard Mirror, it was just what they needed at Moon River Sect. They offered six hundred thousand spirit stones and asked if Liu was interested in joining them.
Liu countered with seven hundred thousand.
At that moment, Liu Lao Jiu realized that this time would likely cost him dearly, though he had no idea where those people's bottom line lay.
They raised their bid to eight hundred thousand.
One million! The Moon River Sect offered one million, wondering if Liu was still keen on joining in.
One million and one hundred thousand.
Liu Lao Jiu did not deny it. What gentlemanly conduct? Gu Ping's set had many elements he learned from him. Now, as he played the rogue, he was quite familiar with the game, making Xu Jia's earlier aggressive bidding feel like hitting a wall of cotton—truly uncomfortable.
It seemed that the academy was somewhat strapped for cash; Yuezi was indeed living a bit tightly. "Xu Brother," they said, "our sect offers one million and five hundred thousand."
One million five hundred thousand.
Ignoring Gao Hong's provocation, Liu Lao Jiu acted as if he hadn't heard anything, while Renran continued to raise the price by ten thousand each time.
He noticed Liu's keen interest in those two pieces of equipment. "I don't deny," he thought, "so how about I offer two million for one of them?"
One million one hundred thousand.
As the two continued to discuss Skyfall with fervor, Liu Lao Jiu remained unfazed, steadily increasing his bid.
Their sect was also quite interested. How about Xu Brother take a step back? He offered one million five hundred thousand.
"I'll go three million. How about Gao Brother be ruthless?"
Three.
Just as Liu Lao Jiu was about to keep quiet, he felt someone tugging at him from behind. Turning around, he saw Gu Ping holding onto the hem of his clothes.
Could he really give up? Liu Lao Jiu sent a message through thought.
But Gu Ping showed no signs of stopping. Instead, he glanced at Gao Hong and Xu Jaren, chiming in with comments as they raised the price further.
Even if that item doubled in price, he would still want it. No matter what I think, tomorrow it would definitely be his.
In response to Liu Lao Jiu's transmission, Gu Ping remained silent, as if he hadn't heard a word. As Liu Lao Jiu felt that no matter how much he spoke, it would make no difference, the price had already skyrocketed to an astonishing five million. That was beyond Yuanji's expectations, surpassing the value of those two pieces of equipment.
Yet Gu Ping still showed no signs of movement. Even when everyone ignored Gao Hong and Xu Jaren, Liu Lao Jiu became the focal point of attention. At this moment, everyone knew that Gao Hong and Xu Jia's bidding was directed towards Mok Ming Academy, and they were just waiting for Liu Lao Jiu to speak up. Tomorrow's losses seemed inevitable.
However, when the price reached six million, Liu Lao Jiu suddenly laughed. Everyone saw Gu Ping shake his head, coldly gazing at Gao Hong and Xu Jaren.
If Liu Lao Jiu's laughter was a mockery of others, then Gu Ping's gaze was akin to looking at two ants. It was a level of indifference that could not be described; it was as if that person had never shared a world with him—a condescending look observing everything happening at that moment.
Seven hundred...
Gao Hong's voice abruptly stopped, as if someone had grasped his throat, rendering him unable to speak. He looked at Gu Ping with a hint of terror.
Everything had long been seen through by Bei Qinping, who had already made preparations. That time when he bought five pieces of equipment from Azure Dragon Armament had led them to believe that Azure Dragon Armament would surely be theirs. From Liu Lao Jiu's actions, it seemed that way.
But at that moment, Gu Ping's clever maneuver once again caused Moon River Sect to bleed heavily. With a price of seven hundred thousand for one piece and one million four hundred thousand for two pieces of equipment, he bought two items from Dong Lai that were not worth such prices. Moreover, both pieces were Medium-Grade Spirit Tools.
If Azure Dragon Armament were a complete set, it might be classified as a Medium-Grade Magical Artifact; if it were just a single piece, it would still be at the level of a Medium-Grade Spirit Tool. It could be said that Xu Jia had truly been outplayed by Gao Hong.
When Gao Hong first saw Gu Ping's indifferent gaze, he realized everything was under the control of that young man. He and Xu Jaren felt like two clowns in a ridiculous performance for everyone else. At that thought, both Xu Jia and Gao Hong flushed with embarrassment. Xu Jia even turned to leave towards the back of the venue, not wanting to stay there any longer.
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