"Seven thousand high-quality Spirit Stones!" Yuezheng Huanjia bellowed.
"Seven thousand and ten." With his eyes closed, he took a sip of Spiritual Tea and nodded in appreciation, "Speaking of which, Elder Yao's medicinal tea should also be ready soon. Let's get some from him after we go back, so you can try it too, Junior Brother."
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Yuezheng Yan replied with a smile.
Contrasting with the calm relaxation of the siblings, Yuezheng Huanjia angrily slammed his teacup down on the table.
"She always raises the bid by ten, she's doing it on purpose!"
"An Immortal-grade Magical Instrument is no more than ten thousand high-quality Spirit Stones, yet a Half-immortal-level magical instrument is driven up to seven thousand, the price is excessive." Yuezheng Changze's face was similarly grim.
He wondered if this girl who suddenly joined the bidding also knew the secret of Blue Sea Tide.