Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Raising the Price of the Treasure

When he heard Jiang Chen bid three million, Jiang Han felt like he had ants in his pants.

’This son of mine... he’s too ruthless,’ he thought.

He had already spent over a million on the first treasure, the Nether Spirit Flower, which was shocking enough.

Good heavens, now his son was being even more ruthless—not toward others, but toward himself, immediately jumping the bid to three million.

He reminded him helplessly, "Son, don’t go too far."

But Jiang Chen didn’t seem to react at all.

Given his persistence, it seemed he was just getting started with using his money to crush certain people until they were black and blue.

Just that willful.

BZZZ...

At this point, Bai Shu was already feeling dizzy. He truly didn’t dare to follow that price.

His father, Bai Xiong, gripped his son’s arm tightly. Three million was no small sum, after all.

Even for the Bai Family.

The key was that the item they were spending three million on was utterly worthless.

If it actually ended up in the Bai Family’s hands, it would be a disastrous loss.

Bai Shu glared furiously at Jiang Chen.

He was genuinely starting to panic. It would be impossible to say he didn’t care about the money.

Three million was already one-tenth of the Bai Family’s entire fortune.

He no longer had the authority to continue squandering money like this.

He didn’t dare to add another cent.

How could he possibly compete with Jiang Chen?

In his eyes, Jiang Chen was undoubtedly a madman.

Moreover, after bidding three million, he was perfectly still, not even frowning.

He was perversely abnormal to the extreme.

Even Bai Xiong had to admit that Jiang Han’s son was a bit too vicious.

Even he wouldn’t dare to do such a thing.

To crazily drive up the price for an unknown, unwanted treasure.

Bai Xiong firmly stopped his son.

"Let him have it. We need to spend our money on something useful."

"You can compete with a genius in Cultivation, but you absolutely cannot compare your IQ to a madman’s."

Not only did he physically stop his son, but he also used his words to mock Jiang Chen.

As if to say Jiang Chen was nothing but a low-IQ lunatic.

Jiang Chen, however, merely shot an indifferent glance at the Bai Family father and son.

His eyes were filled with a condescending look, like a hawk surveying a rabbit scurrying across the plains.

With absolute dominance, he had ruthlessly crushed Bai Shu.

"Not bidding anymore?"

The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth curled up slightly, not in triumph, but with an air of indifference and inscrutable depth.

His composure was unshakable.

In his eyes, Bai Shu was nothing, merely his plaything.

Hearing Jiang Chen speak to him in that contemptuous, even superior tone, Bai Shu’s face turned ashen.

He clenched his fists tightly, only to slowly release them in the end.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You’re ruthless. Viciously so."

"Congratulations on spending three million on a useless feather."

To hide his unwillingness to accept defeat, he could only respond to Jiang Chen with sarcasm.

After all, this feather really wasn’t worth three million.

Jiang Chen had wasted his money.

Since this was all the result of his, Bai Shu’s, instigation, he naturally felt a small flicker of glee inside.

However, Jiang Chen paid no mind to Bai Shu’s words whatsoever.

He calmly sat up straight again.

Murong Xiangming saw that no one else was raising their paddle.

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

She announced, "Number 561 bids three million. Are there any other bids?"

Unsurprisingly, no one else bid.

Not a single person. After all, everyone present knew the treasure wasn’t valuable. Three million—only a fool would bid again.

Murong Xiangming found the situation rather strange.

One of the most ordinary, even unsellable treasures, had instead sold for the high price of three million.

One could say this was the most baffling auction in the history of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

"Three million, going once."

She began the final procedure. After the Copper Bell was struck three times, the feather would belong to Jiang Chen.

But just then, someone once again slowly raised their paddle.

"What?"

Murong Xiangming simply couldn’t believe her eyes.

Her shocked expression was unconcealed as she stared straight at the conspicuous paddle in the audience.

That’s right, someone had raised their paddle again.

But this person was none other than Jiang Chen himself.

Too many people saw her expression.

"Murong Xiangming, what’s wrong? Aren’t you going to announce it?"

"Yeah, hurry up and get to the final treasure’s auction! We can’t wait!"

Seeing Murong Xiangming suddenly pause, the crowd grew curious and began to urge her on.

But Murong Xiangming helplessly quieted the crowd.

"One moment, please. There is a higher bid."

Murong Xiangming suddenly spoke up.

"Number 561 bids five million."

What?

The crowd was stunned. Someone bidding three million was one thing, but now someone else was bidding five million.

Was this some kind of mistake?

Then, someone suddenly realized.

"Wait a minute, Number 561 was the one who bid three million. And now, the one bidding five million is also Number 561."

"Is he insane? Is this madman bidding against himself?"

That’s right. They realized that Jiang Chen was bidding against himself.

This was an absolutely jaw-dropping turn of events.

Everyone turned to look at Jiang Chen and saw that it was indeed him, holding up his paddle, bidding five million.

After all, no one was bidding against Jiang Chen anymore, yet now he had raised his own bid to an even higher price.

This was yet another unprecedented act.

On the stage, Murong Xiangming’s interest in Jiang Chen grew stronger and stronger.

’This guy... I really can’t figure him out,’ she thought.

The Bai Family’s Bai Xiong and Bai Shu stared at Jiang Chen beside them as if they were looking at a ghost.

"He’s lost his mind. The guy’s really lost his mind."

"Other people are spoiled rich kids, but this guy is a spoiled psycho."

"Son, stay far away from people like that in the future."

Jiang Han and his wife, Xiao Yun, looked perplexedly at their strange son, Jiang Chen.

Finally, Jiang Han couldn’t help but ask, "Son, what are you doing?"

"You had already won the auction. Why are you bidding again?"

He was getting a massive headache.

’This son of mine... he seems fine, though.’

But Jiang Chen remained seated, as calm as ever.

Murong Xiangming suddenly spoke up, reminding a bidder for the first time ever.

"Sir, when you bid three million, the treasure was already yours. You don’t need to bid again."

She really didn’t want to see Jiang Chen waste money. That was an extra two million—a whole two million!

Meanwhile, many in the crowd couldn’t help but let out scornful laughs.

It seemed Jiang Chen’s actions were born of pure ignorance.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen stood up.

He began to speak slowly, addressing Murong Xiangming. "Miss Murong, I simply wish to raise the price of my own treasure. Please don’t misunderstand."

"I believe that if my treasure is priced at less than five million, it is entirely unworthy of my status."

What?

Less than five million was unworthy of his status.

Jiang Chen’s words nearly made everyone in the entire auction house collectively cough up a mouthful of old blood.

Damn it, this guy was completely insane.