Chapter 102 Feeling of oppression, on the verge of triggering!
"Seven thousand five hundred." Wu Mo spoke again.
At this time, Zou Zichen, who had been holding Xuebao, suddenly asked Wu Mo in a low voice: "Sister Yun, were you the one who refined the elixir being auctioned now?"
"Yeah." Because Wu Mo had said before that she came to the auction to make money from the elixirs, and she had also stated that she was a saint-level alchemist, so she didn't hide it.
"Sister Yun is asking him for a price like this. What if the man doesn't have the money and doesn't buy it in the end?"
Seeing how Zou Zichen seemed worried about her, Wu Mo said gently: "Don't worry, he will definitely buy it."
"Oh..." Zou Zichen nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He just comforted her simply, "Sister Yun, don't worry. If he doesn't buy it in the end, I will buy it. I'm very rich."
As early as when Wu Mo said that she had no money and wanted to come here to make money, Zou Zichen had said that she would give her money to Wu Mo, but Wu Mo finally refused.
Now that he heard him say this, Wu Mo couldn't help but laugh, "Okay."
However, the process was exactly as Wu Mo said. Although she kept raising the price and Chu Lingjin was annoyed, she still continued to bid.
till the end--
"Ten thousand pieces!!!"
The entire audience was silent, and Chu Lingjin's gnashing of teeth was particularly prominent.
Because the curtains were open, Wu Mo could clearly see the veins popping up on Chu Lingjin's forehead.
I don’t know if he was angry because of the price or because of Wu Mo.
But I was really angry to the extreme.
Wu Mo seemed to finally feel the atmosphere full of gunpowder. He sighed slightly, stood up from his seat, raised his hands in the direction of Chu Lingjin with a dignified movement and said: "Young Master Chu is really rich and generous, and I can't match it with his generous spending.
A famous sword matches a hero, and a precious elixir belongs to a rich man. Master Chu deserves this elixir!"
"..."
These words instantly brought the atmosphere to freezing point.
It seemed like praise and concession, but the words and sentences in it successfully made Chu Lingjin feel completely bad!
Wu Mo didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. He straightened his sleeves with a smile and calmly sat back in his seat.
"Ahem, ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones, is there any customer who wants to increase the price?" the beautiful host asked.
Of course no one answered.
"The auction is completed! Congratulations to the guest in Room 4 for obtaining this holy-level mid-grade smelting elixir. The elixir will be delivered to the private room after the auction ends. Please wait patiently..."
The sweet voice of the beautiful host did not ease Chu Lingjin's icy expression at all.
Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to one hundred high-grade spiritual stones. When Huangfu Chen was the third prince of Kyoto, he thought that Wu Mo was a destiny master, so the reward for her divination was only ten high-grade spiritual stones.
It can be seen how insane the auction price is.
The person in charge had been staying in the corner of the auction, and when he heard the final auction price, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
I have seen many owners of auction items who intentionally raise their prices, but this was the first time I saw him raise their prices so fiercely!
Somehow, Mr. An's original ambition and bold words came to mind - 'When the auction is over, I will give you the exact price of the auction!!'
The person in charge felt that this young lady might want to trick more than one person...
After the elixir auction is over, it’s time for the last auction item.
Wu Mo could clearly feel that the atmosphere on the field had become tense.
In individual private rooms on the third floor, there was even a hint of coercion from a strong man.
The feeling of oppression is about to break out! This chapter has been completed!