Unlimited Upgrade System

C231 He Wasn't a Tycoon He Was an Idiot



C231 He Wasn't a Tycoon He Was an Idiot

This time, Ji Yuange made a lot of money!    

    

All the Cultivators looked at Yuwen Ziyi, their faces full of shock.    

    

Ten million was an astronomical figure for rogue cultivators like them, and even lower-grade Sect's Cultivators.    

    

Ten million was an amount that they couldn't even imagine in their dreams.    

    

Now, they had actually seen such a rich man in front of them. Spending ten million to buy a Taoist Treasure Box, wasn't it a hundred percent certain that there was a precious Taoist Treasure Box in it?!    

    

The world of rich people, they really couldn't imagine it!    

    

It was also at this moment that they looked at Chen Feng.    

    

Just now, Chen Feng bid five million in one breath, raising the price by three million. Now, Yuwen Ziyi raised the price by five million, raising the price to ten million!    

    

They wanted to see how Chen Feng would bid this time!    

    

"According to the degree that these two people are competing, I'm afraid this Kid should bid twenty million this time!" A Cultivator speculated from the side, "20 million Martial Master Origin Crystals. This is the only way to suppress Yuwen Ziyi's sharp spirit!"    

    

The Cultivator's voice was not loud. However, the surrounding Cultivator could hear everything. They immediately nodded their heads secretly.    

    

Because what this Cultivator said was right. They could see that Chen Feng and Yuwen Ziyi were engaged in an invisible contest!    

    

In this bidding war, the opposite party's spirit was suppressed. If the other party couldn't afford the price, then the other party would lose face!    

    

Such a confrontation could only be carried out by wealthy people!    

    

When these Cultivators saw Chen Feng's calm expression, they were all puzzled. However, at this moment, they saw the corner of Chen Feng's mouth raise into a cunning smile!    

    

Within this smile, there was even a hint of delight and the attitude of a victor!    

    

"Could it be that. . . He really wants to bid 20 million Martial God Origin Crystals?!"    

    

All the Cultivator looked at Chen Feng in an instant, and even their breathing became heavy!    

    

Chen Feng raised both of his hands in front of everyone's eyes, and shone his palm and the back of his hand in front of Yuwen Ziyi!    

    

"This is. . . Twenty percent. He really wants to bid twenty million!"    

    

In an instant, the crowd was in an uproar!    

    

Even Zhen Yun looked at Chen Feng with a shocked expression!    

    

Yuwen Ziyi looked at Chen Feng and bit her lower lip. He had bid ten million! This was already a very high price!    

    

"Could it be that this ordinary Kid really has 20 million?" Yuwen Ziyi and the other three were shocked!    

    

Just as everyone was waiting for Chen Feng to speak, Chen Feng spoke with displeasure. What are you all muttering about?! Do you think I can't hear you?"    

    

Chen Feng suddenly retracted his hands in front of his chest, and then he actually started to clap!    

    

"What?!"    

    

"He's actually clapping?!"    

    

"He doesn't intend to bid 20 million?"    

    

. . .    

    

Chen Feng looked at Idiot as if he was looking at all the Cultivators around him. He then pointed a finger at Yuwen Ziyi and said, "Do you think I am the same as him, Idiot? Spending 10 million Martial Master Origin Crystals to buy a Taoist Treasure Box that I don't know if it has any valuable treasures. "    

    

After saying that, Chen Feng sneered and looked at Yuwen Ziyi. "You won the competition this time. Rich man. . . No, that's not right. People like you are not called tycoons. You are called spendthrifts!"    

    

After saying that, Chen Feng walked to the side and casually picked up a Taoist Treasure Box. He said to the stall owner, "How much is this?"    

    


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