The owner of VIP Room 1 was determined to get the Finger Bone. The owners of the other VIP rooms had all given up. Even the owner of VIP Room 2, God Thief, and the owner of VIP Room 5, the Great Snow Mountain's Fifth Elder, did not dare to compete with him.
However, the owner of VIP Room 9 had interfered and raised the price to an abnormal level.
He had offended so many people consecutively. Who exactly was the owner of VIP room number 9? Was he not afraid?
Many people were guessing. Was he an expert from the Four Great Holy Lands of the Devouring Demon Clan?
Otherwise, why would he be so high-profile?
"Three hundred thousand."
Fang Chen casually raised the price to three hundred thousand. To him, there were too many Sacred Grade Weapons. He did not need to worry. He did not believe that there was anyone present who could compete with him in terms of price.
Humph!
A terrifying murderous aura came from VIP Room 1. The air in the entire auction house froze in an instant. Everyone's body involuntarily trembled.
"The owner of VIP Room 1 has shown his killing intent."
"I don't know who the owner of VIP Room 9 is. He actually raised the price to such an extent."
"Do you guys think that he's an actor from the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion?"
Someone raised such a question. However, it was quickly refuted by others. The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion would not hire an actor for such a matter. Even if they did, they would not raise the price to such a terrifying extent.
"This person should have a great background."
"He's definitely not a lone wolf. He should be an expert from a top force."
"Even the Great Snow Mountain can't take out so many Sacred Grade Weapons at once."
"Do they think that Sacred Grade Weapons are watermelons that can be found everywhere?"
"In terms of wealth, which force can compare to the Four Great Holy Lands?
In terms of Sacred Grade Weapons, I think that the Four Great Holy Lands should be second to none. It is said that there was once a top blacksmith in the Origin World who was recruited by the Four Great Holy Lands. Based on today's scene, I suspect that the owner of VIP Room 9 is from the Four Great Holy Lands. "
His analysis was reasonable, and the surrounding crowd nodded in agreement.
Some people went to ask the experts of the Devouring Demon Tribe. After all, the Four Great Holy Lands were the holy lands of the Devouring Demon Tribe. They might know something.
However, the result disappointed everyone. The strong cultivators of the Devouring Demon Clan did not know who the owner of VIP room nine was, but they were confident that no one could compete with the Four Holy Lands when it came to Holy Weapons.
In other words, other than the Four Great Holy Lands, there was no other force that could take out so many Saint-level weapons at once.
The owner of VIP room 1 fell into a long period of silence.
The beautiful emcee on stage didn't rush him. Every second was torture for the audience. They wanted to see an even more intense competition, but they also wanted to see who would have the last laugh.
At this moment.
Inside VIP Room 1 was an old man with a head full of white hair. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost. His entire body exuded a terrifying aura. If it weren't for the auction house, he would have already attacked.
"Master, what should we do?" A red-haired man beside him asked in a low voice.
He also did not expect that there would actually be someone who dared to challenge his master.
"Hmph, am I too low-key?
Has the world already forgotten the fear I once had? "
After a long period of silence, the white-haired old man said in a sinister voice.
"If that's the case, then I'll take this opportunity to let the world know me again."
At this point, the white-haired old man seemed to have made a crazy decision. He gritted his teeth and began to raise the price. "Three hundred and fifty thousand."
A strange look flashed across the red-haired man's eyes. His heart trembled. He did not expect to see his master's power again after so many years.
Others might not know, but he knew that his master was a world-renowned blacksmith. In the Origin World, he was the only one who could refine a peerless Holy Weapon.
A basic Saint-level weapon was a piece of cake for him.
This time, his master had originally planned to bring him out for training, but when he passed by Profound Dragon Pavilion, he accidentally heard that this auction would involve an item belonging to a Prime. Hence, he came to participate.
He was not interested in any of the items before this, but he was very interested in this finger bone.
This was also his first time bidding, and he actually encountered such great resistance.
The white-haired old man no longer pondered over the value of this finger bone. There was only a single thought in his mind, and that was to defeat the owner of VIP room number nine.
"Aren't you very strong?
Then I'll use the method I'm best at to defeat you. "
The white-haired old man sneered. Competing with him in terms of number of weapons was simply laughable.
Although he did not have that many Saint-level weapons on him right now, his name was priceless. As long as he was willing to refine them, he could easily refine a Saint-level weapon at any time.
"Four hundred thousand."
Fang Chen did not feel any pressure as he raised the price at a neither fast nor slow pace.
Four hundred fifty thousand, five hundred fifty thousand, five hundred fifty thousand, six hundred thousand … one million.
When the price rose to a million, everyone was stupefied. This was merely a finger bone. Furthermore, it was still uncertain whether or not it belonged to a Sovereign.
Heavens, wasn't this too crazy?
One million basic Saint-level weapons were priceless. No faction could take out so many at once.
Even the beautiful emcee on the stage was hesitating if she should interrupt the bidding of the two. She was afraid that the two of them were purposely raising the price to disrupt the auction.
She did not believe that the two of them could take out so many Saint-level weapons.
The Second Elder, who was in charge of the VIP rooms, was dumbfounded. To be honest, he had no idea who the owner of VIP room number one was. He only knew that the owner was a blacksmith with sufficient wealth to purchase the right to use VIP room number one.
"Who exactly is he?"
The Second Elder's body was trembling. "Could he be a blacksmith who can refine Saint-level weapons?"
The news of what happened here quickly reached the First Elder's ears. The latter took a long time to calm down and immediately reported it to the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master.
"What?"
After the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master heard it, his jaw almost dropped.
"You're saying that the price of the Prime's finger bone that we can't decipher has reached one million basic Saint-level weapons?"
The First Elder nodded. "Most of the people have withdrawn from the bidding. Only the people in VIP room number one and VIP room number nine are still competing."
"Do you know their identities?" The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master asked.
"The owner of VIP room number nine was brought here by Deacon Bai. He should know. As for the owner of VIP room number one, we only know that he is a powerful blacksmith. We don't know anything else." The First Elder said.
The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master frowned. If he had to ask who he was most curious about in this auction, it would definitely be the owner of VIP room number nine.