Chapter 143 Farce
When the woman raised the price again, Han Qingxuan's eyelids jumped and his right hand clenched into a fist.
The woman didn't want him to get what he wanted!
"Seventy-five million!"
"Eighty million."
Each time the amount was too high, many people were surprised. No matter how rare this Wanling Shengxi Soil was, it shouldn't be worth this price. The woman was obviously arguing with the man.
There must be something wrong between the two.
Chen Liangshi glanced at the gloomy man beside him, while Jiang Yueyang on the stage had already started to count with a smile.
Han Qingxuan could indeed take out more spirit stones to bid, but he now knew very well that the woman would never let him get what he wanted.
"Crazy woman!"
In the end, he cursed in a low voice and decided to give up.
Chen Liangshi said: "If you want, fight with her, I'll help you."
Hearing this, Han Qingxuan turned his head and looked at him.
Chen Liangshi glanced at the woman in the VIP seat and said indifferently: "There is no need to be patient, just raise the price, I want to see where her bottom line is."
Han Qingxuan was silent for a moment and said: "Friend Chen, there is no need for me."
"I am friends with you, but not with her."
Chen Liangshi had deeper plans and naturally wanted to get along well with Han Qingxuan. Now is a good opportunity.
Hearing this, Han Qingxuan was also stunned.
"Eighty million, twice."
Jiang Yueyang's eyes swept over Han Qingxuan, and just when she was about to report the last number, a voice interrupted her.
"Ninety million!"
Jiang Yueyang's eyes flashed with a strange light, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a beautiful and flawless smile.
It was really unexpected.
When they heard that the man raised the price again, the noise started again. They didn't expect that this man would really argue with the woman.
Han Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "Then I won't give in."
His fist loosened slightly, and his straightened body leaned back to the seat, as if he had made up his mind and relaxed, no longer entangled.
"Yeah."
Master Chen Liang smiled.
Even the woman raised her head at this moment, with coldness in her eyes, and she said coldly: "One hundred million."
"Madam!"
The attendant beside her couldn't help but call out, this price was beyond her expectations.
The woman narrowed her eyes: "Shut up, I know my limits."
The attendant stopped talking, sighed and shook his head in his heart.
"One hundred and ten million."
Han Qingxuan's voice seemed very indifferent, he would fight for this breath even if he had to spend all his family's wealth today.
He has endured for too many years.
"One hundred and ten million!"
The woman's voice became louder.
"One hundred and ten million, once."
"One hundred and eleven million."
Han Qingxuan suddenly felt happy, and he added one million at a time.
This also made the woman in the VIP seat even more unhappy. The jade cup in her hand was crushed, her eyes were cold, full of murderous intent, as if she was extremely angry.
She wanted to see how much wealth this guy had!
"One hundred and twenty million!"
"One hundred and twenty-one million."
Han Qingxuan tapped the armrest with his fingers, and bid slowly.
At this moment, both parties have become the focus of the venue.
No one is willing to participate in this auction. The purpose of these two people is obviously not the living soil of all spirits.
The Tianjiao of the Purple Spirit Temple laughed and said, "I didn't expect there would be an interesting farce to watch."
He had regarded the two as actors to please himself.
Pei Luoran of the Burning Heaven Sect was calm, without any expression, just quietly listening to the two sides raising the price.
In the VIP seat on the other side, a woman in white had a gloomy expression.
"Yuchi Lian passed."
The attendant beside him sighed and did not respond.
The price has now been raised to 141 million, which has made many people gasp. They really didn't expect these two people to be so tough.
"160 million!"
The woman sitting in the Han family's VIP seat crushed the armrest and made a low sound.
This time, the price was increased by nearly 20 million, which really shocked countless people in the venue.
Even if it was the wife of the Han family, no matter how rich her family was, she would not spend it in this way. Could it be that she was really favored by that person and had hundreds of millions of spiritual stones with her at will?
"Madam!"
The followers were panicked.
Yuchi Lian had lost her original calmness. Her pretty face looked a little hideous, and her chest was full and fluctuating. It seemed that she was very angry.
"Huh."
Han Qingxuan exhaled and said, "It seems that this is the only way."
Even if he threw all his belongings up, it would not be enough to compare with the other party.
Although he did not win the other party, the other party obviously lost his heart and lungs to win the Wanling Shengxi Soil at this price, but he was not angry at all.
It was the first time that he was so tough in front of that woman.
Chen Liangshi smiled and said, "Did you vent your anger?"
"A little."
"Still unwilling?"
Hearing this, Han Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "Of course she is unwilling to not win."
So bitter and vengeful?
Just as Chen Liangshi was thinking, another strange voice sounded.
"One hundred and sixty-one million!"
It was exactly the same as Han Qingxuan's, also one million plus!
As soon as this voice came out, Han Qingxuan was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the woman in white in the VIP seat over there, and ripples appeared in his eyes.
"Bai Xiaoyi!"
Yuchi Lian stood up suddenly and growled at the woman.
The woman called Bai Xiaoyi looked at her, smiling but not smiling, and said: "I don't know what Madam Han is doing? I'm just a little interested in this soil."
"You!"
Yuchi Lian was about to make a scene, but the attendant around her immediately reminded: "Madam, this is the venue of the Fireworks Chamber of Commerce!"
The attendant knew very well that his wife had lost her mind due to anger.
Yuchi Lian clenched her hands tightly, her nails dug into her flesh, and her eyes were full of resentment.
Everyone wants to go against her!
"One hundred and seventy million!"
Bai Xiaoyi smiled heartily: "Madam Han is generous, so I won't fight for it."
"Humph!"
Yuchi Lian snorted coldly with anger.
Bai Xiaoyi no longer cared about Yuchi Lian, but looked at the person over there who was also looking at her.
The two people's eyes met in the air.
Han Qingxuan was a little moved, and he naturally knew that this person was helping him vent his anger.
Bai Xiaoyi had a smile on the corner of his lips and blinked his eyes lightly, as if to say hello.
It seems that this farce is about to end, and everyone thinks so.
No one would have thought that a handful of soil that is slightly special and may be fraudulent would be sold at such an outrageous price of 170 million.
Jiang Yueyang on the stage was happy to count again and again, and she naturally did not expect to get this price.
"170 million, once."
She began to count.
There was silence in the venue, and no one thought that anyone would continue to raise the price.
Master Chen Liang looked at Han Qingxuan on the side and asked with a smile: "Do you really want that soil?"
"I should be able to use the All-Spirit Life Soil, so of course I want it." Han Qingxuan smiled, and then shook his head, "Unfortunately, my family background is not as good as others."
"I said before, just raise the price."
Hearing this, Han Qingxuan was also stunned, and then heard the people around him suddenly speak.
"Can an ancient lost fire-based technique be appraised on the spot?"