Just then, an unexpected voice rang out. "If no one else is interested, I'll take the rest."

For a moment, Four Seas thought he had misheard. He looked at the man in white and said, "Wilderness Hermit, do you truly mean that?"

Luo Chen smiled. "With everyone here listening, would I joke about something like this?"

The hall fell silent as everyone turned toward him. There were a thousand stalks remaining, and that amounted to exactly 100 million low-grade spirit stones. Although everyone present had accumulated considerable wealth over the centuries, producing such a sum at once was not that easy. Even someone like Old Ghost Nan Qi, who had only recently secured a territory and had yet to develop its resources, would likely struggle to gather that much even if he emptied his entire fortune.

Once Four Seas recovered from his surprise, he cupped his hands toward Luo Chen. "Then let me thank...