"Seven thousand holy stones, once."

"Seven thousand holy stones, twice."

"Seven thousand holy stones, sold."

Seeing Qi Feiyu knocking on the jade hammer, Da Sikong immediately showed an ecstatic expression, rubbed his hands, and smiled and said, "Uncle Master, I said I could take pictures with less than ten thousand holy stones. Don't you believe it."

Zhang Ruochen nodded with satisfaction and said, "I will still hand over 10,000 holy stones to you, of which 7,000 holy stones will be paid to Zhuguang Pavilion, and the remaining three thousand holy stones will belong to you."

Dasikong widened his tiger's eyes and said, "Give me all three thousand holy stones?"

"Don't be so surprised, that's the holy stone you earned based on your own ability." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

Kong Hongbi naturally heard the conversation between Zhang Ruochen and Da Sikong, and felt even more angry, feeling like he was being played with.

If he knew that Gu Linfeng was the one who bought the Elephant Soul, he would at least double the price.

Zhang Ruochen stood up straight and prepared to leave the auction hall as if he could not see Gu Linfeng's eyes that wanted to kill.

Since I took pictures of the soul of the Qingjia Holy Elephant, there is no need to stay here again.

"Next, the items to be auctioned are a ancestral artifact of the former Central Empire of the Holy Ming Dynasty." Qi Feiyu's pleasant voice sounded on the auction stand.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen had already stood up, but his whole body trembled for a moment, stopped and sat back on his seat.
Chapter completed!