Chapter 600: Big trouble... oh no, a big customer!

The people in the three luxurious private rooms all spoke up.

Han Jue was the first to speak.

As soon as he spoke, he directly quoted a price of one million.

This directly blocked off eighty percent of the people.

You have to know, one million Heart of Law—some loose cultivators and the like simply couldn't produce that much Heart of Law.

After all, one million Heart of Law, if used to nurture a strong expert, could easily cultivate a Venerable Realm expert.

The reason Su Yu is still at the Law Realm now is because he practices dual cultivation.

Body refiners naturally need to consume more resources.

So, even after spending several million or even tens of millions of Heart of Law, Su Yu's cultivation remains at the peak of the Law Realm.

There is still a distance to go before reaching the Venerable Realm.

However, this distance isn't far; according to Su Yu's estimate, he will break through within half a month.

By then, he might even try to assault the Elder position.

Su Yu was the second to bid, and he didn't raise the price much.

On the other hand, the person in the third private room.

Inside the third luxurious private room.

A girl sat quietly in her seat, her face devoid of any expression, nothing but an eternal iceberg.

And beside the girl stood an old woman.

The old woman's face was covered in pockmarks, and her wrinkles could easily pinch a mosquito to death.

However, the aura emanating from the old woman...

... was extremely terrifying.

Peak of the Venerable Realm!

The girl's gaze lingered on Su Yu's position.

"You from the Blade-Wielding Hall, do you also want to compete with me for the Soul-Returning Herb?"

The girl murmured, her face still showing no expression.

On the contrary, the old woman beside the girl furrowed her brows slightly, her voice somewhat sharp.

"Miss, we must obtain this Soul-Returning Herb this time; otherwise, if the master's soul power isn't restored, our position in the Holy Hall could become precarious."

It seemed she was afraid the girl would worry about Su Yu's identity.

Only then did the old woman speak up to remind her.

The girl lightly nodded, "Don't worry, Granny Wind, I know the priorities, but this time I'm afraid it won't be that simple—Han Jue from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory has also taken a liking to the Soul-Returning Herb; how much Heart of Law did we bring this time?"

A flash of pride crossed Granny Wind's face.

"Miss, we have brought out a total of eighteen million Heart of Law this time; that should be enough."

You have to know, the last time the Soul-Returning Herb was won with just ten million.

In the previous few attempts, even less than ten million was used.

So, this time Granny Wind is extremely confident.

The girl nodded, "Then that's good!"

Immediately afterward, she turned her gaze back to the auction stage.

Originally, some ordinary private rooms still wanted to try, but as the price of one million five hundred thousand dropped, and with the three luxurious private rooms speaking up, they all abandoned the idea.

What a joke—anyone who can sit in a luxurious private room has a significant background.

Even Han Jue has a grandfather at the late Imperial Realm.

As for Su Yu, needless to say.

And that third private room, although we don't know their identity, it's surely not insignificant.

They're not someone we can provoke.

Moreover, although the Soul-Returning Herb is precious, it's just a rib when the soul isn't injured.

Even if it can boost soul power, before the Saint Realm, soul power provides no increase to combat strength.

So, even if we give up, we won't feel any regret.

Instead, we began to gleefully watch the three's struggle.

Han Jue's face looked somewhat unpleasant.

"It's fine if Su Yu and I are competing, but who is the person in the third private room, daring to compete with me as well?"

Han Jue looked toward the third private room.

"Can we look into it?"

Han Jue looked at the old man.

The old man slightly shook his head, "Although we came from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, this is the Bai Family's territory, and moreover, the Bai Family Grand Elder has come this time; although we don't know their purpose, we aren't qualified to ask the Bai Family to make things convenient for us."

Upon hearing this, Han Jue's face grew even uglier.

This auction thoroughly rubbed his face in the dirt.

First came Su Yu, whose background is even more impressive than his own.

Now it's the Bai Family, which completely ignores him.

Perhaps if his grandfather stepped forward, he could still get the Bai Family to make things convenient, but he himself...

... still isn't qualified.

"Hmph! Let me see how much Heart of Law these two guys can produce—everyone knows the Blade-Wielding Hall folks are all paupers!"

Han Jue snorted coldly and then spoke out toward the auction stage.

"Five million Heart of Law!"

"The price instantly tripled!"

"Directly mentioned five million!"

"This price instantly made many people present suck in a breath of cold air, some enviously looking toward the private room where Han Jue was."

"\"After all, they're from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, damn rich! Five million Heart of Law, I don't know if I can earn that in my lifetime! \"

"\"Hehehe, not to mention a lifetime, even doubling that you still couldn't earn it! \"

"Someone threw a bucket of cold water."

"Most of those standing below were a group of loose cultivators."

"They had no faction background, and they hardly had any money on them."

"So they could only stare helplessly."

"The Holy Maiden heard Han Jue's voice, her brows slightly furrowed: \"Idiot, there's no such bidding at an auction! \"

"The maiden really wanted to directly kill Han Jue."

"Bidding so much at once seems generous, but to some smart people it's just idiotic."

"The higher the auction price, the happier the Bai family."

"But for the buyer, naturally they want to get it at the lowest price, so most bidders raise the price little by little."

"Otherwise, exceeding this price would make it not worth it."

"And the auction organizers, anyway, don't lose; the higher the price, the more they earn."

"Only someone like Han Jue, a simpleton, would blurt out a five million price all at once."

"They're really a sucker."

"The maiden took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down."

"Preparing to continue bidding."

"However, Su Yu's voice sounded at this moment."

"Again, it made the maiden so angry she spat out a mouthful of blood."

"\"Ten million! \"

"Like Han Jue, Su Yu also instantly raised the price."

"He even doubled it on top of Han Jue's base."

"The price of ten million had even reached the previous price of the Soul-Returning Herb."

"When this price came out, Old Wang first froze, then immediately showed an excited smile."

"Actually, according to market prices, the Soul-Returning Herb is roughly around seven to eight million."

"Being able to exceed ten million already exceeds the price of the Soul-Returning Herb."

"The Bai family directly made a killing."

"And as the auctioneer of this event, he could also get a decent commission!"

"For a moment, Old Wang's gaze toward Su Yu's private room changed."

"Raising the price by five million in one go, what a huge sucker... oh no, a big customer!"

"Inside the private room."

"Bai Lie watched Su Yu, whose actions once again refreshed his worldview, looking at Su Yu with a suspicious expression."

"\"Boss, don't you know that in an auction each bid is only a little increase? Doing this, you're easily going to lose money! \"

"\"I know! \"

"Su Yu sat calmly in his seat, speaking lightly."

"Hearing this, Bai Lie couldn't help but exclaim: \"Boss, why do you still increase the price by five million all at once? Five million—I don't even have that much pocket money!!! \"

"Bai Lie was about to go crazy."

"Who is the rich second-generation, me or Su Yu?"

"Su Yu calmly said: \"Money is just an external thing; directly settling it in one go, what's not good about that? \"

"Bai Lie:....."

"What a fellow, what an external thing."

"You know, ten million Heart of Law could even buy a peak extreme supreme weapon."

"And using it to buy a Soul-Returning Herb, if it weren't for Gan Tianlei's need, one would really lose out to the grandmother's house."

"Since today, after participating in an auction together with Su Yu, Bai Lie for the first time felt like he was a rich second-generation."

"Perhaps, he's somewhat not living up to his reputation."

"Compared to Bai Lie's worldview being refreshed, the Holy Maiden's side was directly dumbfounded."

"Ten million?"

"The maiden stared blankly at Su Yu's private room; not only her, but even the old lady beside her showed a shocked expression."

"\"This this this.... Does the Executioner's Hall have that much money? \"

"I don't know if it's from excitement or shock, but the old lady's speech was somewhat incoherent."

"Even the maiden felt that the 18 million she brought might not be enough for these two suckers to play with."

"The maiden first felt that a single Soul-Returning Herb could be this expensive."

"You know, in order to buy this stalk of Soul-Returning Herb, the maiden directly took out all her family's reserves!"

"Eighteen million, even a typical Imperial Realm expert might not be able to come up with it."

"However, the maiden actually still felt it wasn't enough."

"And the culprit behind all this is Su Yu!"

Han Jue also abruptly stood up from the sofa, staring fixedly at the private booth where Su Yu was.

Even his breathing became somewhat hurried.

"Ten million... damn, this Su Yu must have robbed a second-rate force! How could someone from the Blade-wielding Court possibly be this rich!"

The Blade-wielding Court has no money; this is widely recognized throughout the Central Immortal Realm.

Of course, this lack of money is only limited when compared among the three top powers.

Other top-tier experts, aside from the White Family, cannot compare their wealth to that of the Blade-wielding Court.

Han Jue breathed heavily, his chest continuously rising and falling.

Those three words, "ten million," struck his chest like a heavy hammer.

"Eleven million!"

Han Jue continued to shout.

The old man in hemp beside him frowned, his voice low: "Young master, ten million is already our limit; eleven million, we still need to hold back to see the final auction item."

Han Jue said in a low voice: "I know, but the Soul-Returning Herb is extremely precious; if we win it, even if my grandfather gets injured later, we can guard against the future."

At the level of an Imperial Realm expert, soul power becomes even more important.

It is said that to break through from the Imperial Realm to the Saint Realm, the primary requirement is to have strong soul power.

Once the soul is injured, it is tantamount to cutting off the path to the Saint Realm.

Therefore, among Imperial Realm experts, they all vie for treasures that can increase, protect, or repair the soul.

Among them, treasures that repair the soul are the most precious.

Especially things like the Soul-Returning Herb, which can both repair and strengthen the soul.

They are even more precious.

Otherwise, the previous appearance of the Soul-Returning Herb could not have directly fetched a Heart of Law worth ten million at auction.

On the auction stage, Old Wang never expected that, above the ten-million price, an additional million could still be added.

He was about to burst into laughter; if not for wanting to see whether there were any complaints... from the big client continuing to bid, otherwise Old Wang would have already sealed the deal with one hammer strike.

After all, with eleven million, he alone could get fifty thousand of the Heart of Law.

Sure enough, the next moment, in the third private booth,

a girl's voice came faintly.

"Eighteen million!"

Hearing this number, Old Wang's whole body involuntarily began to tremble.

This trembling was not from fear, but from excitement! Brush Interest Pavilion

"Eighteen million!"

This price has already surpassed the past two or three stalks of Soul-Returning Herb!

Old Wang's eyes instantly bloodshot, his gaze toward the third private booth gaining a hint of... licking?

Inside the private booth.

The girl, somewhat weary, slumped onto the sofa, barely squeezing out a smile on her delicate little face.

"Now that's fine; I'll just take out eighteen million—surely no one will compete with me for it!"

To be honest, the girl also didn't want to spend eighteen million on the Soul-Returning Herb.

She simply needed it too much.

If she failed to obtain this stalk of Soul-Returning Herb, her position in the Holy Hall would teeter on the brink.

Beside her, the old woman also stood there, weary, head lowered, unknown what she was thinking.

The girl gazed down at the auction platform, the corner of her mouth involuntarily curving into a smile.

"Heh!"

"Raise the bid?"

"Granny, I'll directly add seven million all at once."

"Who dares to go head-to-head with me?"

"Even if they could snatch it, they'd have to see whether eighteen million is worth it."

Just as the girl had thought.

Han Jue, in his own private booth, had gone completely mad.

"Crazy, crazy! They've all gone completely crazy! Eighteen million!"

"Damn, spending eighteen million on a single stalk of Soul-Returning Herb—are they brain-dead?"

Han Jue roared.

That is, the soundproofing of the luxury private booth is fairly good; otherwise, his roars could be heard outside.

Han Jue really found it hard to comprehend.

"Damn, what does it feel like to spend eighteen million on a stalk of Soul-Returning Herb?"

Eighteen million, he could also come up with it, after all, he has a King Yama Grandfather.

But just as the girl had thought.

"Not worth it!"

If he bought it back, his dear King Yama Grandfather could only suppress his heartache and hang him from a tree to beat him.

The auction gradually grew quieter.

No further sounds continued.

The girl, seeing this, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, her face breaking into smiles.

But soon, her smile froze.

A light, floating voice sounded again.

"Twenty million!"