As the price of the auction item on stage was announced, the man sitting next to Feng Jiu raised his auction card and shouted: "Two thousand spar!"


    "Two thousand and five hundred spar!"


    "Five thousand spar!" The man shouted.


    When they heard this, many people nced at him. They couldn''t help but paused for a while when they saw that he had added so much more to the price. Someone added another five hundred spar after pausing for a while, then that man shouted another high price.


    As the rock crystal price went higher and higher, fewer and fewer people were bidding. At this moment, the man from the auctioneer on stage shouted: "Fifty thousand spar going once, fifty thousand spar going twice…"


    "Seventy thousand." Feng Jiu raised her auction card unhurriedly and shouted.


    "Seventy five thousand!" The man shouted again.


    "One hundred thousand." Feng Jiu held up her auction card leisurely.


    "One hundred and ten thousand!"


    "One hundred and fifty thousand!"


    "One hundred and ny thousand crystals!" The man held his auction card up once again. This made the man waiting on the side next to him a little anxious. He had tried to stop him a few times, but the man only red at him.


    "Two hundred thousand spar." As soon as the words came out of Feng Jiu''s mouth, everyone burst into an uproar.


    The auction item on stage was a medium-sized defensive weapon. Tens of thousands of spar was already a high asking price. They hadn''t expected it to sell for two hundred thousand spar. It was not a small sum.


    "Second Master, we can''t bid anymore. We have only bought two hundred and fifty spar!" The man whispered, he was feeling so anxious he felt like ants on a hot pot.


    "Two hundred and fifty thousand."


    The man shouted again, all he knew was there was a voice in his head that was urging him to buy the auction item on stage. The voice in his head had dominated his behaviour and caused him to act involuntarily, following the orders of the voice.


    At this time, after he had called out his auction price, his eyes were a little red, but he didn''t hear anyone else calling out an auction price.


    "Two hundred and fifty thousand spar going for the first time!"


    "Two hundred and fifty thousand spar going for the second time!"


    "Two hundred and fifty thousand spar going for the third time, sold! Auction item number three has been acquired by buyer number seven. Please go to the back to settle the bill and pick up the item you have bought." The auctioneer on stage said, and someone came to ask the man to leave.


    The man stood up in a daze and left with those people. He still hadn''te out of his daze. But when he was taken to the back to pay the spar, he woke up suddenly.


    He looked at the people around him at the auction who were looking at him with smiles on their faces, then he looked at the mournful face of his guard and asked: "What''s wrong?"


    "Second Master, you spent all two hundred and fifty thousand spar and bought a medium-grade magic weapon. The blood ginseng that we came to buy at the auction still hasn''t been auctioned yet. How will we exin this when we go back?" The guard asked with a mournful face and looked at him hopefully: "Second Master, did you buy this thing at such a high price because of some other use? Did you see that it was a treasure?"


    The man was stunned at this moment.


    He had spent two hundred and fifty thousand spar on a medium-grade magic weapon? How was that possible?


    "Hehe, My Lord, this is your auction item, please put it away carefully." The steward in the auction building handed him the packaged auction item.


    The man took it quickly and took a look. After he saw the item, he almost fainted. He screamed: "I bought this? How is this possible?"


    The guard sighed: "Second Master, this is what you bid at the auction. Because you wanted to buy this, we have spent all the spar we have brought with us this time."