"Three hundred and thirty million gold coins from Senior Huang Xianyu." Xuan Xi looked at the cultivators in the VIP rooms. "Is there anyone else who wants this flower? Two hundred years is a long time, and it's not certain we'll get it again, especially since its appearance is random and unpredictable."
"Three hundred and sixty million gold coins."
Huang Xianyu raised her eyebrows after Wang Jishan placed his bid, and she knew that he was doing it on Wang Fuxi's orders. 'This is troublesome! If that woman wants the fruit, the price will skyrocket, and I won't be able to keep up with her.'
"Sister, you don't need to bid too high, and we will follow Wang Jishan's price." Huang Xiaotian spoke from behind.
