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The price soon reached three hundred and fifty spirit stones, and at this time, the number of bidders suddenly dropped.
Three hundred and fifty spiritual stones are already a considerable amount of wealth during the Qi training period. Many monks currently do not have that many spiritual stones.
"I will give you three hundred and fifty-five spiritual stones!"
The person who spoke was a young-looking monk, but the aura exuding from him was that of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The Qi Refining Stage disciples who had previously been interested in bidding suddenly became silent.
If you compete with the foundation-building period, wouldn’t it mean that you will live longer?
One of the principles of cultivating immortality is to be cautious. Those who are not cautious have long ago become the nourishment of others and the withered bones under their feet.
In addition to being afraid of foundation-building monks, another reason is that the price is already quite high.
For a general top-level offensive magic weapon, two hundred and fifty spirit stones would be enough.
"Is there anyone else bidding?"
"Three hundred and fifty-five spiritual stones once, three hundred and fifty-five spiritual stones twice..."
"Three hundred and sixty spirit stones!"
A voice came from VIP Room No. 3, and it was Li Feiyu who spoke.
In order to save time, he waited until the last minute to speak.
The young foundation-building monk looked at the VIP room, frowned slightly, and looked at VIP room No. 3 with an unhappy expression.
Every VIP room at the auction has a magic circle that blocks out spiritual detection, so no one outside knows who is inside.
"Three hundred and seventy spirit stones!"
The young foundation-building monk gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother in VIP Room No. 3, you have to think clearly, are these Flowing Cloud Boots worth it?"
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother, three hundred and eighty spiritual stones."
"Hmph!" The young Foundation Establishment cultivator snorted coldly. He felt that the one who dared to bid with him must also be a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so he called him Junior Brother.
"I'll give these Flowing Cloud Boots to you. I hope you won't feel hot holding them, junior brother!"
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother!"
Li Feiyu thought, did he give up so easily because he disliked the high price, or did he have other plans?
The auctioneer shouted three times and no one spoke again, then he finally knocked the gavel and decided who would own the Flowing Cloud Boots.
"Congratulations to the distinguished guest in VIP Room No. 3 for winning the Flowing Cloud Boots with 380 spirit stones!"