You Win Some, You Lose Some

At 251,000 Saint Spirit stones, there was barely any more that Alex could add. If his opponents added a few Saint Spirit stones, he may be able to add a little, but that was it.

Any more and he would lose.

252,000… and he would lose.

He wasn't the only one that knew so. Everyone in the room knew so. They had talked about it and thus they were all patiently, but anxiously waiting for the bidding to hopefully end.

They hoped to the best of their abilities that it did not increase at all.

Seconds passed that lasted as long as minutes for them. The sound in the room became so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing. Every flicker of light from the floating images made their heart sink a bit as they feared it was the number changing.

And yet, the number never changed. It remained the same for an entire minute and more.