"The bidding starts at ten thousand Spirit Stones."
As soon as the words were spoken, a group of people immediately began to bid.
"Eleven thousand Spirit Stones."
"Twelve thousand Spirit Stones."
...
"Twenty-five thousand Spirit Stones."
For a time, everyone in the venue was bidding, clearly all aiming for this item.
After all, Medicine Pills that could heal wounds had always been in high demand—only the living could chase the Path of Immortality.
Lu Li's expression was indifferent as he also bid, "Twenty-six thousand Spirit Stones."
"Twenty-eight thousand Spirit Stones."
Right after Lu Li spoke, a man wearing a tiger head mask immediately bid, obviously determined to win it.
Lu Li raised an eyebrow and, just as he was about to make another bid, a particularly cold voice came through.
"Thirty-two thousand Spirit Stones."
The bidder was the woman in black standing next to Lu Li.
"Thirty-eight thousand Spirit Stones."
The man with the tiger head mask bid again.