布米米动漫

Chapter 5120: Prodigal?

If the starting price was low, the increase in each bid would not be large. Many people would try it out with a dispensable mood, and it was easy to arouse everyone’s interest, and the final price would be higher.

“Three million,” Ling Chuxi knew that if she wanted to successfully bid for this broken tower, she must not be led by the nose by Wu Zhiyi. So she immediately called out the price of three million.

“Three million …” A voice of surprise came from the crowd.

If they followed Wu Zhiyi’s plan, starting from one million, and then increasing by a hundred thousand, like boiling a frog in warm water, no one would find it strange no matter how high the final price was.

However, Ling Yangxi had immediately raised the price by several times. In their shock, everyone had sobered up from their excitement.

300 was actually not considered high. Didn’t you see that the spiritual herbs and spiritual pills just now were already in the tens of millions? that spiritual sword had even reached 20 million. However, it was just a damaged Pagoda. It didn’t seem to be considered cheap.

Without the existence of the restriction, anyone with a little strength could use their divine sense to explore this broken tower in all directions. Apart from the ancient and slow rhythm of the old, and the incomplete spiritual intent of the spirit weapon, there was nothing special about it. They could not even feel a trace of Dao rhythm.

If one were to ignore its origin, this broken tower could be said to be worthless.

“Although this daowen tower has an extraordinary origin, it’s just a broken tower in the end, and it looks like it’s missing a lot. It shouldn’t be worth much, right?” Someone asked in a low voice.

“There are so many people in this world who are stupid and rich. Maybe someone just wants to make it a collection?” Someone said disapprovingly.

“A collection?” Someone laughed.

To the cultivators of the venerable realm, the only thing they pursued was greater strength, even the great Dao of heaven and earth. Whether it could benefit their cultivation was the only standard to measure value. The so-called antiques were meaningless to them.

“What’s the background of this?” Someone asked out of curiosity.

“I heard that she’s a disciple of the black Zen Supreme residence. Her name is Ling Chuxi, and she just fought with Zhan Xucheng of the Xu Ming Supreme residence. Her strength is not ordinary.” The person who had seen the battle just now proudly introduced it to the others.

“Who doesn’t know about the black Zen Supreme’s family? when did they become so rich?” The first person asked in confusion.

“Maybe he’s a descendant of a well-off small family. He’s a disciple of the black Zen temple and hasn’t seen much of the world. When he heard that it was a treasure left behind by a tenth tribulation Dao master, he was so excited that he lost his bearings.” The person beside him said sourly.

“That’s very likely. Any knowledgeable disciple of a well-known family would not spend so much money on a useless broken tower just because of the words ‘tenth tribulation Dao master’.” The others chimed in.

Almost everyone had the same thought. This Ling Chuxi was a silly person with a lot of money and had not seen much of the world. Once she heard the name of a tenth tribulation Dao master, she was so excited that she could not tell North from South and spent a lot of money to bid for a piece of trash.