The Purple Cloud Sect raised their cards just as Xiao Cheng’s words fell, with a look of “I have money and I’m not afraid of you”.
Xiao Cheng said, “Three hundred thousand taels.”
That Purple Cloud Sect raised their cards again, as if they were afraid that the Heart Sutra would be snatched.
Teng Feng Yuan was silent and seemed extremely displeased as he looked at the head of the Purple Cloud Sect, murderous intent in his eyes.
Hua Yi pinched a sweat for the Purple Cloud Sect: such a poor pursuit of the price, I do not know whether Teng Feng Yuan will find him trouble.
Someone shouted again, “Three hundred and fifty thousand taels.”
The Purple Cloud Sect’s headmaster immediately raised his card, and Boss Xue shouted, “Three hundred and seventy thousand taels, someone has bid three hundred and seventy thousand taels.”
Teng Feng Yuan said something to Xiao Cheng with a sideways glance, Xiao Cheng did not continue to raise the price and glared at the Purple Cloud Sect with a smile, Boss Xue said in a loud voice, “Three hundred and seventy thousand taels, is there any higher? Is there any sect willing to pay three hundred and ninety thousand taels ……”
Surprisingly, no one answered.
Everyone’s mind is the same, money doesn’t fall from the sky, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver is not a small amount, instead of buying the secret scrolls, it’s better to grab the secret scrolls. Third-rate small sects, buy murder estimates can not want so much silver.
A gong sounded like a thunderclap, Boss Xue said loudly, “Three hundred and seventy thousand taels, deal!”
The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were slightly excited, while the gazes of the others were very strange.
Hua Yi tugged on Teng Feng Yuan’s arm, “Why don’t you raise the price?”
“There are so many large sects, each of them is determined to win, if you raise the price like this by at least a million taels, won’t it be made for nothing?” Teng Feng Yuan said in a high and deep voice, looking at the people of the Purple Cloud Sect from afar, his eyes complex. He patted Hua Yi’s shoulder, “You go back first, this seat is going to stay and look at the situation.”
Hua Yi knew that Teng Feng Yuan was playing with the idea of the Diffractive Heart Sutra, and without further ado, she got up and left.