bookrandom Chapter 465
Chapter 465
He calculated the amount of money in his hand, but the stone at his waist did not vibrate; this was not his turn.
This is equivalent to a set of top-grade spiritual artifacts, about half a step into magic treasures. At the military merit point exchange point, it would be worth about 20,000 military merit points, which is about 200 high-grade spirit stones. However, it is estimated that it is priceless and not available for sale.
But here, in this bustling auction house, the atmosphere will push it higher and higher, and it could very well break the three hundred mark.
Zhong Ming simply couldn't afford that price.
He hesitated, but the people around him had already started bidding. This set of darts could be used by Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it required strong soul control and abundant spiritual energy reserves. Some cultivators stuck at the peak of Foundation Establishment also favored it.
This thing can still be used after advancing to the Golden Core stage, so it's very cost-effective.
In the ensuing verbal sparring, Zhong Ming offered a cautious price: "Two hundred and forty high-grade spirit stones."
Two hundred and forty-five!
Almost without pause, the next person's bid overshadowed his.
However, this detail was firmly grasped by those who had been paying attention to him: the middle-aged man and the girl on the third floor exchanged a glance.
"He... really wants it."
"Wow, Yoona is so smart, she learns it so quickly."
Zhong Ming's previous bids were too extravagant. This cautious price is completely unlike his previous style, which means he is really considering his own money.
They wanted to watch his movements closely, but he fell into a long silence, and the man stared at the guy speechlessly.
Why did he stop bidding?
"Yoona, can you guess whether he thinks it's not worth it, or whether he really doesn't have any money left?"
"I guess... it's not worth it, the price is over three hundred high-grade spirit stones."
“No, he really has no money.” The man was a little bored and relaxed on the chair cushion. “The kind of person he is will try to bid a few more times when the price is close to his target price. If he only bids once, then he must have only this much capital left.”
The man guessed one thing wrong.
Zhong Ming couldn't even come up with this much money.
"Father, is there really no way to get him to bid?" The girl was eager to try her hand at the auction. She wanted to use the skills she had just learned, and the stepping stone she had chosen was Zhong Ming.
The middle-aged man smiled and coaxed, "To succeed, first consider whose territory this is. Auction houses want to make money, and it doesn't matter whose money they make. So as long as you take this into account and help them make more money, they will allow you to do some slightly unconventional things."
The girl blinked her big eyes twice, nodded as if she understood, and the man stood up, stretched his limbs, and said, "Watch closely, I'll demonstrate for you."
After saying that, he slapped the microphone that was used to call out prices.
"Three hundred and twenty dollars, anyone else? Any higher bids? Ten... If you miss this rare treasure, you'll never have another chance. Nine..."
"Cough cough..."
As soon as the man spoke, the host immediately fell silent; this was a VIP guest from the third floor.
"I have a proposal."
"Make an offer if you want, otherwise I'll buy it. Don't try to play games here." The last person to bid was not intimidated at all. No matter which floor you're on, money talks here.
"Is anyone interested in pooling their resources to buy this dart set? It has eighteen darts, making it easy to distribute."
host:???
How about...assembling the darts?
These words ignited a fire in the hearts of the "poor devils" who had long sighed in despair.
It would be difficult for us to refine eighteen artifact spirits, but we only need to get one or two. You do the math, eighteen of them are currently priced at 320 high-grade spirit stones. That means each dart is worth more than ten high-grade spirit stones.
For less than the price of a mid-grade spiritual weapon, it can unleash an attack equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon or a half-step magic treasure. Although it's certainly not as powerful as a set, it's still a good deal.
"I'm in, I want two." Soon someone raised their hand.
“I’ll join too, I want four.” Another person immediately spoke up.
Seeing that Zhong Ming still hadn't spoken, the middle-aged man cleared his throat and said, "First come, first served. Once it's full, no one can join anymore. We'll just have to wait for someone who can't take it anymore to leave voluntarily."
Another person immediately stood up, "I want three."
"Alright, fellow Daoists who participated in the group purchase, please stand for now. Is there anything else? I'd like six."
Now, the remaining amount is much less.
After thinking it over for a while, Zhong Ming stood up and said, "I want one."
"She's taken the bait." The man looked at Yoona triumphantly, and she looked at him with admiration, "Daddy's so amazing!"
Just for that one sentence, it's all worth the expense today.
The last person joined the group purchase and bought up the rest.
"Now, gentlemen, I will begin the bidding."
The man looked at the girl; now the price was entirely up to him.
"One, nineteen spirit stones."
The host frowned. According to the rules, each bid should be at least five spirit stones; yours of three hundred and forty-two seems a bit excessive...
"Three hundred and forty-two high-grade spirit stones, is there anyone else bidding? Is there any hero here today who can hold off the enemy?" The host immediately forgot about the rules. The rules belonged to the auction house, and the sales commission was hers. Why should she care about so many things?
With just one sentence, she put everyone in the group buying group on the opposite side, and some people actually continued to raise the price.
The price went up a bit more, and Zhong Ming's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. When the price reached 22 high-grade spirit stones, he suddenly shook his head, the fervor in his eyes dissipated considerably, and his mind cleared as he looked at the room on the third floor.
"Three hundred and ninety-six yuan, is there any higher bid?"
"and many more."
"Oh, this fellow Daoist has made another bid."
"I'm withdrawing from the group purchase."
After shouting, Zhong Ming sat down immediately, adopting a meditative posture, as if nothing had happened.
The man was quite surprised. The price had just been over two hundred, and now it had only increased by a few spirit stones before he sat down? This was not how things were supposed to go.
Zhong Ming sat down for a simple reason: he had just been estimating how much the black scrolls and other miscellaneous items he had could be sold for. He didn't really have a concept of the estimated price, but he did have a real idea of what twenty-two high-grade spirit stones were, which was equivalent to two thousand two hundred military merit points.
I'm not selling anymore, not even if it's high or low. People should restrain their desires beyond their current capabilities.
He learned an important lesson there, while the man was met with a disapproving look from the girl.
"Father, what should we do?"
The man pondered for a moment, then sighed. Those who don't bid never lose in an auction. "I have another plan. Yoon-ah, would you like to see his true form?"
"Do you want to... or not...?"
"Plus, give him a good beating."
"miss you!"
"Alright." The man shuddered, his aura spreading outwards, and even the cloak that concealed his presence could not block the oppressive force emanating from him.
"Okay, then the group purchase is canceled. I'll offer four hundred high-grade spirit stones, and I'll buy all eighteen of them."