"Two hundred million!" Zhang Jun said coldly.
"Two hundred and fifty million." Wu Yun didn't show any weakness.
At this moment, the venue was silent; the other buyers had all withdrawn from the competition. After all, the Soul Resurrection Grass required a Secret Technique to revive the dead, but what was that Secret Technique? Only the devil knew.
"Is this grass really worth that much? Two hundred and fifty million, this is just too crazy." Li Yuqing said with some confusion.
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Once the rich have money and status, the thing they fear losing the most is life, so they won't miss even the slightest chance."
As the two people continued to outbid each other, the price of the Soul Resurrection Grass had soared to five hundred million, and it seemed neither of them was giving up.
However, at this time, Wu Yun had started to hesitate, as five hundred million was already the equivalent of two years' income for the Wu family.
