Inside the first VIP room.
An elderly man with white beard sat on a chair made of demon beast's skin. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the space around him layered progressively, giving a sense of illusion. Just by sitting there, an imposing aura continuously spread outwards.
He was the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect, whose cultivation in the Great Yan Kingdom was sky-high, with very few above him in status.
"120,000 Lower Grade Spirit Stones!"
A hoarse voice called out, raising the price by 10,000 at once. Chu Ming was slightly surprised, because the bid came from the VIP room next to his.
Chu Ming was not the only martial artist who felt surprised. After all, the Grand Elder of the Martial Extreme Sect was highly influential in the Great Yan Kingdom. Anyone who could compete with him in wealth was certainly not an unknown figure.
