Auction

"Sell interspatial bags?" Tian Yinghao was slightly stunned. He looked at Ou Yangming in confusion.

Although he had previously gotten an interspatial bag from Ou Yangming and witnessed him selling one at an extremely low price, he could not believe what he had just heard.

"Brother Ou, do you still have… Interspatial bags?"

"Yes, I still have tens of them!"

"T-tens of…" Tian Yinghao widened his eyes and looked at the young fellow in disbelief.

He would be surprised if Ou Yangming said that he still had a few of them, but he would not be as shocked. However, he was taken aback when the young fellow said that he still had tens of them.

The Beast King Sect, which was such an influential force, could only produce tens of them a year, but there would always be 1,000 over applicants. This was also only because the sect had consciously controlled the way applications could be made, or nobody could gauge how many applicants there would be.