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Unexpectedly, this little brat refused to give any face, insisting on competing with him for the Third-Grade Formation Plate. Gritting his teeth, he spoke coldly.
"Thirty thousand spirit stones."
Upon hearing this, Youming Master paused momentarily. His expression darkened completely; he hadn't expected this old geezer to fight him for it. After pondering for a moment, another bid rang out.
"Thirty-two thousand spirit stones."
Master Guwen furrowed his brows tightly. It seemed this kid was determined to have it. The Third-Grade Formation Plate had already exceeded its value, and continuing this bidding war would be disadvantageous. After a brief silence, he had no choice but to give up. There would be other auctions in the future, and it was possible he could acquire it then. After all, auctions were held regularly, and there was a good chance it would appear again without anyone competing against him, allowing him to secure it easily.
After a long while, Master Guwen did not raise his bid, and the surrounding crowd realized he had likely given up. Liuli wore a radiant smile; as expected of a precious item, its price had risen significantly.
A clear and melodious voice rang out.
"Thirty-two thousand stones once."
Hearing this, Youming Master's tense demeanor gradually relaxed, a smile creeping onto his lips. It seemed the Third-Grade Formation Plate was already within his grasp. With enough practice, he was confident he could break through to become a Third-Rank Array Master—the first in Dongyang County—and at that, the youngest one.
As for that old man Guwen, he was just an ancient relic; as long as he remained in Dongyang County, there would be no chance for him to rise again. His smile grew even brighter.
Just then, a hoarse voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Thirty-five thousand spirit stones."
The bidding voice shook the entire pavilion. Youming Master shuddered in his seat, disbelief flashing in his eyes. When did such a Multi-Array Mage arrive in Dongyang County City? Moreover, he recognized this well-known Formation Master; who would dare compete with him for the Formation Plate?
The Youming Master stood up, his gaze icy as he looked toward the back.
There, shrouded in a black robe and wearing a conical hat, stood a figure. Anger bubbled within him as he spoke coldly, "Friend, what is the meaning of this? Do you wish to oppose me?"
Yun Fan felt disdain in his heart; after all, this was merely a Second-Rank Array Master who dared to threaten him. With a hoarse voice, he replied indifferently, "The auction prices are high. If you can't afford it, you should leave quickly and avoid embarrassing yourself here."
Hearing this, the Youming Master's face turned ashen, his nostrils flaring with anger. His heart was filled with murderous intent; he wanted nothing more than to eliminate this black-clad figure for daring to compete with him over the Formation Plate. However, this was the Treasure Pavilion's auction, and he couldn't act recklessly here—otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he would meet his end.
He could only swallow his anger and slowly sit back down, deciding to raise his bid once more. If this person continued to contest with him, he would have no choice but to give up and ensure that the individual would pay for it once the auction concluded.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as his voice rang out sharply, "Thirty-eight thousand spirit stones!"
Yun Fan showed no hesitation at all; his determination for the Formation Plate was evident. His hoarse voice echoed back, "Forty thousand spirit stones!"
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