Chapter 392 The Nine-Segment Soul Grass Appears! (Second Update)

As this voice fell.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked at a private room on the third floor in disbelief, with a slight shock in their hearts.

Because anyone who can sit there has a very terrifying background, and they didn't expect that these people also took a fancy to that Qianling grass.

Ye Chen's eyes condensed, and when he was about to check who was bidding with him, a laugh came from the box again: "Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry, Fangzi also took a fancy to it, you won't be angry with me, right?"

Who else could the person who spoke be if not Qianye Fangzi.

Ye Chen suddenly realized, and then shook his head and said: "Of course not!"

"The distinguished guest in box No. 3 bid five million, is there anyone who bids higher than her?" The auctioneer on the stage repeated, but his eyes were cast on Ye Chen.

In his opinion, only Ye Chen would bid, and the others were similar, hoping that Ye Chen would continue to bid and compete with the other party.

However, Ye Chen said nothing.

Someone looked at Ye Chen carefully, and when he saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he immediately laughed in a yin-yang way: "Could this kid not have enough money?"

"It's possible, maybe the two million just now was just a random call." Many people nodded in agreement, with disdain on their faces.

"Mr. Ye, do you not have enough money?"

Dai Shiyu on the side thought for a while, took out a platinum card from her body, handed it to him and said: "There are 10 million in it, if you don't have enough, use it first."

She didn't mention whether to lend or give.

It's nothing more than wanting to repay Ye Chen in a tactful way.

"No need!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "No one can take away the things I like, even if they do, I can take it back!"

He didn't know how much he was worth now, but he had a cosmetics company behind him, as well as the Ganzhou Murong family and Lingyao Mountain. His worth would not be lower than Chiba Yoshiko, who came from the Japanese consortium.

It's just that Chiba Yoshiko just wanted to disgust herself.

If he bids with him for the sake of a momentary anger, he can certainly bid for the Thousand Spirit Grass, but the auction house will get the bargain.

Seeing that Ye Chen stopped bidding, the auctioneer was immediately disappointed and made the final decision: "For the third time, congratulations to the distinguished guest in Box 3 for bidding for the Thousand Spirit Grass!"

Then he said again: "The next item to be auctioned is still a herb, but this herb is not ordinary!"

After saying that, he clapped his hands, and immediately a staff member came to the stage with a tray covered with a red cloth.

Ye Chen's spiritual sense swept through it, and he couldn't help but show joy on his face.

It really is the Nine-Section Soul Grass!

As the red cloth was unveiled, what came into view was a plant inserted in a glass bottle. This plant was about the length of a chopstick, and had nine sections like a bamboo. From the branches to the leaves, it was all black, as if it had been dyed with ink.

At that moment.

Chiba Yoshiko in Box 3 on the third floor of the auction stood up with a slightly excited look on her face, staring at it intently: "Ono-kun, it's really a ghost chrysanthemum, we must get it, we must!"

Box 4.

A white-skinned young man with a pair of blue eyes and a high nose showed a hint of interest in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and waved at the red wine two meters away, and the bottle of red wine automatically flew to his hand: "Is it the so-called sacred object in the eyes of the Onmyoji of the Japanese country? I, Marhua, want this thing!"

Box 6.

A middle-aged woman in red sat on the sofa. She was about 30 years old, but her skin was as tender as white jade, and her long hair was wine red. If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint flame burning in her eyes.

"I didn't expect to see such a treasure besides the fragments from outer space. No one can compete with me for the Aikis Gun!"

He stretched out his hand to stroke his long hair, and a trace of flames emerged from his hair, like a fire snake swallowing and spitting out its tongue.

...

As the red cover was unveiled, everyone's eyes in the boxes on the third floor became extremely hot.

On the first floor, the auctioneer smiled and said, "Everyone, this thing is called ghost chrysanthemum, which is helpful for people's spiritual power, especially for those who are proficient in the mysticism. The starting price is 10 million, and each bid must not be less than 500,000!"

"Ghost chrysanthemum? What the hell?"

"This thing is worth 10 million? Are you kidding us?"

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, whispering to each other, confused, it was the first time they had heard of such a thing.

"Even if it's made of gold, it's not worth 10 million, right? You guys are really crazy about money!"

Facing the sneers of the crowd, the auctioneer laughed again: "What if I tell you that this item was obtained from Japan by Master Shen, the leader of the Southern School of Hong Kong Island? And Master Shen has also identified it, and it is helpful for those who understand the mystery?"

As soon as this was said, the whole audience was shocked.

Someone stood up and said in shock: "Is it really identified by Master Shen?"

"Of course!"

The auctioneer nodded: "We won't joke with Master Shen."

"Eleven million!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone immediately made a bid!

"Fifteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-two million!"

"..."

In just a few minutes, the thing that everyone just disdained attracted countless people to bid, and the price soared all the way to fifty million!

Master Shen!

Just these three words are enough to make everyone look up to him, not for anything else, just because he is the leader of the Southern School of Hong Kong Island's magic world, and even more so a legend in Hong Kong Island's magic world.

To put it bluntly, even if he said it was a piece of shit, there would be people who would believe it without a doubt.

The atmosphere of the entire auction was pushed to a climax. Even the auction house was shocked. They did not expect that the three words "Master Shen" would have such a great influence.

The price finally remained at 70 million.

The previous auctioneer laughed and said, "Guest No. 49 bid 70 million for the first time. Is there anyone who bids higher than him?"

However, no one responded.

70 million is already a lot.

"70 million for the second time, 70 million for the third time..." The auctioneer knocked the hammer and was about to make the final decision.

A voice came from Box No. 3 on the third floor of the auction house: "80 million!"

Everyone's mind was immediately shaken.

The real big guys started to make a move!

Box No. 4 bid: "90 million!"

"100 million..." Box No. 6 bid.

"..."

The price soared all the way to 800 million. The level of extravagance was even more intense than before. Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

That's 800 million!

800 million is enough to buy any luxury house in Hong Kong Island!

Chiba Yoshiko in Box No. 3 had a solemn expression on her face. Although she had known that the competition for the ghost chrysanthemum would be fierce, she had never expected it to be so fierce.

With the financial resources she brought, she could actually compete, but when she thought of the finale, she couldn't help but feel a little tired, so she had to pick up the phone next to her and call Box No. 4.

Not long after.

She showed a satisfied look, because after paying some price, the people in other boxes gave up the competition for the rules.

In her opinion, as long as they don't compete, the people below are completely unqualified and have no strength to compete with her.

At the same time.

The auctioneer suppressed his excitement and said, "The guest in Box No. 3 bid 800 million. Is there anyone who bids higher than her?"

The whole room was silent.

What a joke, 800 million, let alone they don't have 800 million, even if they have, they won't compete!

Chiba Yoshiko saw all of this, just when she thought the overall situation was settled.

A faint voice sounded.

"One billion!"

The whole place was in dead silence!