Hearing that voice, Wu Yun's expression turned cold as he looked towards the doorway.
A young man dressed in a Hermès suit and international designer brands walked in with an air of arrogance.
Seeing that person, Wu Yun's face changed. The newcor was Zhang Jun. Both of them were leading figures in the circle of second-generation rich, and their personalities clashed even more.
Especially since both of them were currently pursuing Wang Zixuan.
Wu Yun gritted his teeth. Both were after Wang Zixuan, so if he were to be outbid this ti, he would undoubtedly seem lesser in the eyes of his goddess.
"I bid twenty million," Zhang Jun said indifferently.
"Twenty-one million!" Wu Yun bit out through clenched teeth.
"Thirty million!" Zhang Jun was indeed domineering, raising the price by nine million in one go.
"Forty million!" Wang Yun showed no sign of weakness, adding another ten million.
At this point, the two were no longer just bidding for the Spiritual Liquid; their ego was at stake. It was as if, whoever won the Spiritual Liquid, would win Wang Zixuan's favor.
"Fifty million!" Zhang Jun continued to raise the bid.
Listening to the two's bidding war, Lin Chen's heart was almost blooming with joy. What did this an? It ant that he would soon have an inco of fifty million.
Unfortunately, Wu Yun backed down this ti, not continuing to bid.
Fifty million was already beyond his authorization limit.
Wang Zixuan smiled faintly, "Young Master Zhang really is generous. Since that's the case, this bottle of Spiritual Liquid is yours."
Zhang Jun stepped onto the stage, his face full of affection, "Zixuan, I present this Spiritual Liquid to you, in hopes that you will always remain as beautiful as you are today."
Seeing Zhang Jun give the Spiritual Liquid, valued at fifty million, to Wang Zixuan, excitent lit up the faces of many girls present.
That was fifty million! Young Master Zhang was willing to spend fifty million for Wang Zixuan; such generosity was astounding.
"If soone treated
like that, I'd marry him right away," a love-struck beauty said.
Many thought Wang Zixuan would happily accept, but to everyone's surprise, she did not reach out to take it.
"Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately the creator of this Spiritual Liquid happens to be a friend of mine, and he's already promised to give it to . So, you should give it to soone who needs it," she said.
Hearing Wang Zixuan's words, Lin Chen was taken aback, "Nani, when did I ever say I would give it to her?"
Wang Zixuan's mischievous gaze was fixed on him. "Master Lin, am I right?"
Everyone followed Wang Zixuan's gaze to Lin Chen.
Suddenly, everyone understood that the creator of the Spiritual Liquid was Lin Chen.
With everyone's eyes on him, Lin Chen was visibly annoyed. He had been caught in the crossfire.
However, since the girl had already spoken, Lin Chen couldn't possibly refuse and had to grit his teeth and say, "Of course."
At that mont, Zhang Jun's gaze turned icy, "He spent fifty million on the Spiritual Liquid, only to end up unable to give it away, which embarrassed him and made him hate Lin Chen even more."
Feeling Zhang Jun's hostility, Lin Chen thought to himself, this must be the legendary trouble that cos with a beautiful woman.
Whispers began to spread through the auction house as people speculated about Lin Chen's relationship with Wang Zixuan.
Many there knew that Lin Chen was no ordinary person, soone that even the Mu family father and son treated with great respect, so how could he be just anybody.
Adding to that was Wang Zixuan's special status, leading so to conclude outright that the two were lovers.
At that mont, Lin Chen noticed two icy stares fixed on him, one from Wang Yun and the other from Zhang Jun. It was clear that both of them now saw him as a rival in love.
Li Yuqing whispered, "When did you get to know Wang Zixuan?"
Lin Chen laughed awkwardly, "We're not that close, actually."
Just by looking at Li Yuqing's sowhat sullen expression, one could tell that the beauty was feeling jealous.
"Not very close? Not close and you're giving her gifts worth fifty million?" Li Yuqing snorted coldly.
Lin Chen was at a loss for words, "The cost of that thing is only a few hundred, okay?"
"A few hundred? Selling it for fifty million is way too much of a rip-off," Li Yuqing rolled her eyes at Lin Chen.
The auction continued and soon many precious dicinal herbs were sold, including millennium ginseng and Tianshan snow lotus. These rare herbs caused wealthy bidders to fiercely compete, sending the auction into chaos with one climax after another.
In the hotel's security monitoring room, a guard was just about to head to the restroom when his mouth was covered and his neck was slit just as he stepped out.
Another guard's face changed, and right as he was about to hit the alarm, a dagger accurately pierced his throat, killing him instantly.
Soon, the monitoring was controlled by these n in black.
The others cautiously moved from both sides of the staircase towards the auction hall.
By now, the auction had reached its climax. Wang Zixuan presented a brocaded box and said with a smile, "Ladies and gentlen, this brocaded box contains the final piece for auction tonight, the Soul Resurrection Grass. It is said that with the Secret Technique, this grass can revive the dead. Although just a legend, the dicinal value of this grass is still exceptionally high—it can nourish Yin and supplent deficiencies, and even extend one's life."
Wang Zixuan continued, "This flower grows in the lands of Nine Serenities, which is said to be the border between life and death for humans. It was accidentally discovered by soone on the brink of death. It could be said that this Soul Resurrection Grass is the only one of its kind in the world, so please cherish it."
As the brocaded box opened, a small flower with a dark glossy sheen appeared before everyone.
Upon seeing that flower, Lin Chen's gaze sharpened.
In this flower, Lin Chen felt an exceedingly rich pulsation of life.
That ant Wang Zixuan's introduction wasn't false; this flower indeed possessed the ability to bring the dead back to life.
If it were the past, Lin Chen would have thought that talks of revival from death were nonsense, but now, after experiencing so much, he had to believe it.
With that in mind, Lin Chen made up his mind. He had to obtain this Soul Resurrection Grass.
"Based on our estimates, this Soul Resurrection Grass is valued at ten million."
As Wang Zixuan's words fell, the auction began. With continuous bidding, the price of the Soul Resurrection Grass quickly soared to thirty million.
After all, people all yearned for immortality, and having this Soul Resurrection Grass ant a possible chance at life again, which made many very eager to obtain it.
The bidding grew more intense, and soon the price rose to fifty million.
"Eighty million!" With a dominating voice, the value of the Soul Resurrection Grass was raised by thirty million.
The bidder was the second-largest financial powerhouse in Zhonghai, the Mu family.
"One hundred million!" Wu Yun also joined the bidding at this point. The reason he had just lost to Zhang Jun was that he was determined to win this Soul Resurrection Grass.
"One hundred and fifty million!" The one bidding now was Zhang Jun, who increased the value of the Soul Resurrection Grass by another fifty million.
This ti, the Zhang family was also longing for this Soul Resurrection Grass; therefore, Zhang Jun was on a mission too.
"Wu Yun, we, the Zhang family, are determined to obtain this Soul Resurrection Grass. I would advise you not to participate in this unnecessary bidding," he said.
"Hmph, sorry, but we, the Wang family, also intend to secure this Soul Resurrection Grass, so I think it would be better if you dropped out," scoffed Wang Yun.
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