Moreover, the people who quoted the price were all the foundation-building monks in the box on the second floor.

On the first floor of the main hall, no one participated.

"Forty-two thousand."

Chen Ping gathered his spiritual power and quoted a price.

"Hey, junior Qi practitioner?"

A dozen scrutinizing eyes swept over and fell on Chen Ping.

"Forty-four thousand."

Not long after, a new price wiped out Chen Ping's quote.

"Four……"

Before Chen Ping could say the first word, a clear female voice came into his ears after a surge of consciousness.

"Little friend, this Foundation Establishment Pill does not belong to you, please don't make any more offers."

"Um?"

Chen Ping pretended to stare at the Foundation Establishment Pill, and his eyes moved slightly to look at Jin Bihan.

The latter blinked at him.

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, it was really this woman who was transmitting messages to him!

Something is wrong.

This auction conference is full of weirdness.

What exactly does the Jin family want to do?

Although Chen Ping was puzzled by the solution, he still followed the good advice and decisively decided to withdraw from the competition for the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Chapter completed!