"Wow! This Seven Heart Snow Lotus can even prolong one's life! I've heard of this for the first time!"
"This is truly a rare halidom!"
All of a sudden, the auction room was filled with chatter.
"The starting bid for the Seven Heart Snow Lotus is 10,000 Spiritual Stones. Next, please bid!"
The auctioneer finally said.
"100,000!"
Buster said in a cold voice.
"Wow! Buster is worthy of being the Divine Son of the Divine Race. That's ten times the starting price!"
"It looks like he's determined to obtain the Seven Heart Snow Lotus today!"
Everyone look at Buster on the platform.
Buster sat steadily and calmly.
Just then, he had been agitated by Azusa's words, and so he had decided to create some sort of aura that allowed him to control everything.
"Buster is really extraordinary, offering 100,000 at a time! Is there anyone who offers a higher price than him?"
The auctioneer also deferentially flattered Buster.
"I'll pay 110,000!"
A faint voice sounded. It was Henry.
"What?"
"Henry again?"
"Looks like he's on bad terms with Buster!"
"He's just a rogue cultivator with no root and no foundation. How dare he challenge Buster?!"
"Henry is too arrogant! Although he had blocked Master Moda's three strikes yesterday. In terms of true strength, he is still only in the Divine Cloud realm. How could he possibly be a match for Buster?"
Everyone shook their heads, disapproving of Henry.
Everyone knew that if one's realm was higher then his, it would mean that he had been outclassed.
Of course, they didn't know that Henry's Dao was above the 3,000 Paths.
It was the Dao that was different from ordinary people's after mastering the new law of heaven and earth! His phenomenon was different. His strength could not be measured by his realm! Although his Qi was in the Divine Cloud realm, his fighting capacity was even more fierce than those of the Divine Sky! "I will pay 200,000!"
Buster directly increased the price! "Wow..." In the auction house, there was an uproar.
"210,000!"
Henry gave a lazy smile.
"How come you only increase by 10,000 every time?"
Buster looked at Henry with disdain.
"What's wrong?"
"Can't I?"
"You don't mind being poor, do you?"
"If you have the guts, bid for 100,000 every time!"
"You're just using your family's money to make a fool of yourself. What guts do you have?"
Henry sneered.
"You..." The expression on Buster's face turned cold. "I'll pay 500,000!"
"510,000."
"One million!"
"One million... and ten thousand."
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