"Twenty billion."
Xiao Rang remained expressionless, as if he had just thrown away two hundred bucks. Lin Dong didn't fall behind in the slightest.
"Thirty billion."
Hiss.
The battle between the two great families left the smaller families and loose cultivators dumbfounded, swallowing quietly as countless obscenities raced through their minds.
They all started to doubt whether they were at the same auction venue.
They used to think, with several billions, even more than ten billion, they were at least billionaires, able to walk domineeringly in the secular world. But here in this small town under Kunlun Mountain, they finally realized what it meant to be poor with a few billion.
Previously, those throwing out several billion, ten billion, they could still bear it, feeling at least they were in the same dimension.
But now, it was truly a battle between immortals, and even just listening to it made their poverty evident.
