Clearly, this Foreign Race Mahayana Being had no idea that the one truly bidding against him inside the Flying House was merely a junior at the Void Stage.
Upon hearing this, Xue Po's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help looking toward Han Li.
"It's fine. Since this is an auction, naturally the highest bidder wins. If you truly need it, Fellow Daoist Xue, you don't need to worry about anything—just bid for it." Han Li said, his expression unchanged.
"Many thanks, Senior! With those words, this concubine can be at ease." Xue Po's expression relaxed, and she spoke gratefully.
Immediately, her fingers moved a few more times across the disk, and she called out another price: "Fifty-five million."
She raised the price by Three Million Spirit Stones in one go, which caused many of the Foreign Race cultivators in the plaza to be inwardly startled.
