A Whopping Price

Clear breezes blew away the mists on the platform.

The auction house was dead silent as everyone stared at the private room on the second floor with their pupils shrunk inward. It was the room where Ou Yangming was in.

Song Qing was doing the same as well, but he gasped and was delighted.

At the spur of the moment, Li Tianyu clenched his fists and uttered coldly, "510,000 spirit ores!"

"610,000 spirit ores!" Ou Yangming shouted without any hesitation. He was not loud, but his voice swept away like a strong wind. Once again, he increased the bidding price by 100,000 spirit ores in one go. This time, as capable as the Li family was, they also began to feel nervous. Everyone in the main hall was stupefied whether it was the disciples from aristocratic families or the rogue cultivators. The several 10,000 people instantly fell silent, hence the auction hall was so quiet not a single sound could be heard.