"Five hundred million."
"Is it really worth it for just a single Biyun Fruit?"
Watching the price continue to climb, many martial artists present were stunned.
Five hundred million Da Luo Pills could buy six or seven Biyun Fruits.
Now, it was all about a battle of dignity, with enormous wealth being thrown out directly.
"Kid, don't go too far!"
Upon hearing the bid of five hundred million, Young Master Riyan slammed the table and stood up abruptly.
Young Master Riyan shouted angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
He could already tell that Chu Fengmian didn't really want the Biyun Fruit; he was clearly humiliating him.
"Opposing the Riyan Palace, young man, you should think carefully. I'm giving you a chance to obediently hand over that Biyun Fruit, or else..."
"Or what? The insignificant Riyan Palace is nothing in my eyes."
Chu Fengmian didn't care at all about Young Master Riyan's threat and smirked coldly.
