Chapter 134: Tang San: Let Me Run a Hunger Marketing Campaign

Marvel world, inside Stark's villa.

At this moment, Stark was lying on the sofa, leisurely enjoying life.

However, upon seeing Tang San's words of refusal in the member group chat, Stark's brow furrowed involuntarily.

He, Stark, was so rich that all he had left was money.

But his money didn't come from a whirlwind either.

One hundred thousand taels of gold, over two hundred billion, to buy a single stalk of grass—and he couldn't even get it!

This was intolerable.

Stark: "I find it hard to imagine what kind of grass could be worth more than one hundred thousand taels of gold!"

Stark's words were posted in the member group chat.

In an instant, within the vast member group, the onlookers grew excited.

Here it comes, here it comes—time to watch the drama!

On the other side, Tang San, upon seeing Stark's words, was not surprised in the slightest.

Nevertheless, he still held firm to his own view.

He took a screenshot of an immortal-grade herb in his hand, then recorded a video, and posted it directly into the member group.

Tang San: "Immortal-grade herb, Strange Grass Heaven-Through Chrysanthemum. Consuming it channels Qi through the four limbs, opens the blood through the eight meridians, and can forge an Indestructible Jin Gang Body!"

The picture, the video, paired with Tang San's text at this moment, made everyone curious.

Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng, Ning Caichen, and others clicked in one after another.

Upon seeing the video of the Strange Grass Heaven-Through Chrysanthemum, everyone was stunned.

This is an immortal-grade herb? It's actually glowing?

At this moment, everyone was astonished by this single immortal-grade medicinal material.

No wonder Tang San had such confidence.

If they had this, they'd probably be just as confident.

Yue Buqun: "Originally I thought it wasn't worth it, but after watching the video, I realized one hundred thousand taels of gold really isn't enough!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "Mm, that's right. Just looking at this immortal-grade herb, it already seems far more precious than thousand-year ginseng and the like!"

Abbot Xuan Ci: "Amitabha. Thousand-year ginseng only has the effect of prolonging life, but this immortal-grade herb can actually forge an Indestructible Jin Gang Body—that's extravagant."

Wang Dadong: "Eye-opening. So this is what an immortal-grade herb looks like? From now on I can brag about it to others."

Zhou Weiqing: "Noted. When I get back, I'll search and see if there's one on my side too."

Ning Caichen: "No need to search on my side—I already know there isn't one."

Great Ming War God: "So this is an immortal-grade herb? Truly terrifying!"

Great Qin Shi Huang: "I bid one hundred fifty thousand—I want it!"

Just as everyone was marveling, within the member group, Seeing Ying Zheng spoke up directly.

A mere hundred-plus thousand taels of gold—he, Ying Zheng, could afford it.

And with Ying Zheng's bid, many were left dumbfounded.

It's starting already?

No preamble at all, and he just added fifty thousand taels of gold?

Wang Dadong: "Numb. Feels like money is like paper in the eyes of the big shots."

Rock Lee: "Fifty thousand taels of gold would last me a long time!"

Zhou Weiqing: "Sigh, when will I ever be able to spend money like that?"

Yue Buqun: "Don't even think about it. I've wanted that for so long and still haven't achieved it!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "This old Daoist is the same—it's not something one can envy into being."

Abbot Xuan Ci: "Amitabha. Everyone, just watch quietly!"

Abbot Xuan Ci's words made the member group fall silent at once.

Ying Zheng's sudden bid—now it all depended on how Stark on the other side would respond.

After all, this was the immortal-grade herb he had wanted first.

Marvel world.

At this moment, Stark carefully examined the video and image Tang San had uploaded, and re-read Tang San's mention of forging an Indestructible Jin Gang Body.

Honestly, Stark was tempted.

In this day and age, his divine body, combined with an Indestructible Jin Gang Body—he, Stark, would simply be invincible.

Stark: "One hundred eighty thousand taels of gold! This was mine to begin with!"

Stark bid and directly added thirty thousand taels, and in an instant, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

It's starting—the bidding war has finally begun once more.

This time, the contest between the two was even more terrifying than the last one over the black rice wine.

Great Qin Shi Huang: "Two hundred thousand taels of gold!"

In one breath, Ying Zheng refused to back down either, driving the price up to two hundred thousand taels of gold—a terrifying sum of over fifty billion.

Such a terrifying price left everyone in the chat group utterly horrified.

This is just a single stalk of grass, and it's already this terrifying.

Moreover, with the two bidding against each other, the final price was bound to be astronomical.

Marvel world.

Stark saw that Ying Zheng was the same way, and his brow furrowed at once.

Ying Zheng's financial power was not to be underestimated either.

If this kept going, he was afraid he'd really end up being held back in the end.

Thinking of this, a look of resolve appeared in Stark's eyes.

Stark: "Three hundred thousand taels of gold — if you go over this, it's yours!"

In one breath, Stark directly raised the bid by another hundred thousand taels of gold.

Stark was very satisfied with the effects of this immortal-grade herb.

The Indestructible Jin Gang Body for an Unbreakable Spear — it suited him, Stark, perfectly.

But if Ying Zheng kept going, then he could only give up.

Three hundred thousand taels of gold — that's worth over eight billion.

Spending that to buy a single stalk of grass was already an astronomical figure.

Any higher, and it would break ten billion!

Unless this herb could make one an immortal upon eating it, otherwise he, Stark, absolutely would not raise the bid again.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ying Zheng's brows had knit tightly together.

This price had already exceeded Ying Zheng's expectations.

The key was, he still didn't know whether this immortal-grade herb's effects were really that powerful.

After a moment's hesitation, Ying Zheng finally gave up.

Great Qin Shi Huang: "This immortal-grade herb is yours!"

As the words fell, only then did sounds of relieved breathing finally rise within the vast members' group.

Yue Buqun: "Phew, it's finally over — you nearly scared me to death!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "Three hundred thousand taels of gold — even if this old Daoist sold Wudang Mountain, it wouldn't be worth that much!"

Abbot Xuan Ci: "Spending this much for a single stalk of grass — terrifying!"

Wang Dadong: "Tsk tsk, I almost thought it was going to break five hundred thousand taels of gold at the end!"

Zhou Weiqing: "I've finally seen the strength of the big shots in this group — I'm scared!"

Ning Caichen: "Still as obscenely rich as ever!"

Rock Lee: "Huh, strange — why didn't Zhu Qizhen bid this time?"

Great Ming War God: "Ahem, I'm just watching, being a melon-eating bystander."

On the other side, Zhu Qizhen was quite bitter. Although he was the Emperor of Great Ming, Great Ming wasn't nearly as wealthy as those two.

Three hundred thousand taels of gold, worth three million taels of silver — spent on a single stalk of grass.

He, Zhu Qizhen, hadn't yet reached such extravagance.

And at this very moment, in the Douluo world—

Tang San watched as the Marvelous-Glazed Chrysanthemum was auctioned off for three hundred thousand taels of gold, and immediately got excited.

This time he'd made a killing — a huge killing!

Thinking of the immortal-grade medicinal herbs he had on him.

If he sold them all, he, Tang San, could get rich overnight.

However, thinking about the situation this time, Tang San let out a deep breath of relief.

No rush, no rush.

He was very confident in the effects of the immortal-grade herbs.

At a time like this, he should take it slow — first let Stark's side have a taste, let Zhu Qizhen and Ying Zheng see the effects, so that he could conveniently play at scarcity marketing!