Chapter 223 It Should Not Be Mo Qingkuang

Lin Yang's offer failed to last until Niao Niao's first notification, so Mo Qingkuang made another bid: "Sixty thousand and one hundred."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw this. Although they didn't know the details of VIP No. 857, the VIP No. 108 upstairs must be a wealthy owner.

Throwing away hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones without blinking an eyelid is purely disgusting, and it's really interesting.

Seeing Mo Qingkuang take action again, many people who still had some thoughts about the matter started to give up.

Instead of spending a high price on something you don’t know how to use, it’s better to watch a good show here.

In an auction, apart from the excitement of extremely high-quality lots, only the competitive spirit like this can make people happy.

Everyone tacitly chose not to take action again. Let's see what price the two of them can reach?

Lin Yang gritted his teeth and raised the price to 100,000 in one go!

Come on, it doesn't matter whether you can take the photo or not. You disgust me, and I disgust you!

From now on, I will take pictures of every item! I see you have a few three hundred thousand to waste!

"One hundred thousand and one hundred." Mo Qingkuang didn't hesitate at all. No matter how high you scream, I will give you one hundred more. I'm disgusted with you!

As the frequency of the two bidding became more and more frequent, everyone became happy. This was a real fight, and they must bid until one party ran out of money.

They are not worried about someone maliciously raising the price. If they cannot afford the quoted price during the transaction, they will be evicted from the auction and start bidding for the item again.

Being able to hold so many auctions in the Blue Flame Empire, the Red Flame Auction House is certainly not an ordinary small force. The energy involved behind it is huge, otherwise it would not be able to get such good things.

"Twenty thousand and one hundred." When Mo Qingkuang quoted the new price again, his private room door was knocked again.

Opening the door, it was Huo Qun, the steward of the auction house who had just brought the ambergris. He closed the door as soon as he came in and asked with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, distinguished guest. I'd like to excuse you. Several distinguished guests have sent someone to think about it." I want to ask, did the distinguished guest want to take a photo of this item, did he deliberately get into trouble with the distinguished guest No. 857, or did he discover some secrets in it? "

Mo Qingkuang frowned when he heard this. Is anyone suspicious? Vaguely, he also saw a few people dressed as followers behind Huo Qun, but they were all shut out by Huo Qun sensibly.

Of course, he didn't think that no one would be suspicious of him and Lin Yang's bidding, but he didn't expect that these people, instead of bidding, would use their methods at the auction and ask Huo Qun to come and inquire.

Presumably they must be at least the top ten VIPs in a specific seat to have such energy.

But Mo Qingkuang didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown. The rules of the auction were not to reveal the privacy of the guests. Huo Qun actually violated the rules by doing this. He didn't know what kind of benefits those people had promised Huo Qun.

Seeing Mo Qingkuang's unhappy face, he knew that his actions might anger the financial owner in front of him. Huo Qun quickly smiled apologetically: "It's just a few distinguished guests who are curious and want to ask! But don't worry, no matter whether you want to reveal it or not, the villain will help you reject them."

"And those distinguished guests have promised that they will never compete with you again. Our auction house can guarantee that if they bid for it, we are willing to give this lot to you directly."

Seeing what Huo Qun said, Mo Qingkuang looked better and said calmly: "You still know the rules. Since they are so curious, I won't let you go in vain. Tell them that I am the one with the guy below. I have a grudge. Do you think I’m too late to grab everything he wants?”

Mo Qingkuang's words were half true and half false, but they were also elusive. Huo Qun could obviously tell that it was not true, but Mo Qingkuang's statement that he had a grudge against VIP No. 857 and was deliberately trying to gain strength was reasonable.

Moreover, when he opened his mouth, he was a junior, which made Huo Qun feel that the person in front of him might have a rich family background, and he also had considerable energy behind him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spoken so arrogantly, and also used such clumsy lies that could be seen through at a glance to those in a specific seat.

However, rules are rules. Being able to come to Mo Qingkuang's private room to ask questions on his behalf is the limit that Huo Qun can do. He nodded immediately and said in a more humble tone: "In this case, I will answer them truthfully."

"Go on, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Mo Qingkuang waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving." Huo Qun retreated, and several people outside the door came up to him with bright eyes.

Huo Qun sensiblely closed the door. The private room had good sound insulation. Mo Qingkuang couldn't hear what they were talking about, so he continued to pay attention to the auction.

When Huo Qun interrupted, Lin Yang lost his temper and raised the price to 300,000 yuan. He had already started the second announcement.

Everyone was also very surprised. The two of them fought for 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones for an item that they didn't know exactly what it was. It was not much more than the ambergris that was worth a huge premium before.

Mo Qingkuang secretly spat: "Do you really only have three hundred thousand?"

He immediately continued to bid: "Three hundred thousand and one hundred."

After waiting for a long time, VIP No. 108 suddenly stopped bidding. She thought Mo Qingkuang had given up.

Just as he was thinking that this small box would belong to VIP No. 857, VIP No. 108 suddenly quoted a new price.

Hearing Mo Qingkuang's new price, Lin Yang sneered at the corner of his mouth and stopped making any sound.

Okay, it’s yours! The auction will be over soon, and it still has to be mine!

In his heart, he silently asked: "Teacher, what do you think?"

"It can only be broken by using special hands. It should be a playboy from a big family. In the final analysis, we are still too poor." Medicine Saint sighed.

He did not doubt that this young man who had repeatedly competed with his master and apprentice might be Mo Qingkuang, but he denied it immediately.

As a pharmacist, Lin Yang has the most profitable profession in the whole continent. It took so long to accumulate such a family fortune. Mo Qingkuang is just a young master from a poor family. How many resources can he have around him?

Even if he is the first genius of Tianxuan, after all, he is still young, and Tianxuan is not a rich and powerful country. Mo Qingkuang can definitely not mobilize many resources. Even if he is more than Lin Yang now, he is not much stronger.

But just now, he threw out 600,000 without blinking, and Medicine Saint denied his guess. It should not be Mo Qingkuang.

His inference was not wrong. Mo Qingkuang originally prepared only 500,000 low-grade spirit stones, plus the two high-grade spirit stones given to him by Lan Xiao, which was also a drop in the bucket. Stronger than Lin Yang, but only to a limited extent.

But how could he know that halfway through the journey, because of the empty reward, the Taishan King of Senluo Palace gave Mo Qingkuang a lot of warmth, at least giving him items worth more than 3 million low-grade spirit stones.

Even the spirit stones that can be used immediately are close to 2 million.