Chapter 942: Chapter 940: So Flashy It Makes Your Scalp Tingle

Just a tiny bit of root, and you can create a Ghost Asura. Its value is truly astonishing.

The host continued: "Moreover, it has another name, Life-replacing Ginseng. It can be refined by Yin Realm’s Master into a Life-replacing Talisman."

"Damn! A Life-replacing Talisman, really?"

"Oh my god, the material for a Life-replacing Talisman is Soul Immortal Ginseng? I didn’t even know that."

"This is amazing, this stuff is simply priceless."

Lǚ Bù, Xiang Yu, and other Myriarchs are all tempted.

The host said: "This Soul Immortal Ginseng is seven inches long, and the root stem is five inches long, which can be refined into one Life-replacing Talisman."

"The auction starts now, bidding starts at one billion Underworld Currency."

A starting price of one billion Underworld Currency is quite rare even in an auction house.

Everyone is buzzing, and Chu Hao is also staring at his phone.

"One billion and ten million."

"One billion and thirteen million."

"One billion and sixteen million."

As the bidding continued to rise, Lǚ Bù contacted his financiers.

"It’s fine, but General Lǚ Bù, once you acquire the Soul Immortal Ginseng, our contract needs to be redefined."

Lǚ Bù said, "Alright."

Lǚ Bù started bidding.

"One billion and twenty million."

Lǚ Bù placed his bid, his name was prominent, known to millions of viewers as the account of Myriarch Lǚ Bù.

Lǚ Bù was determined to get the Soul Immortal Ginseng.

A general said, "General Xiang Yu, should we buy it? I know a master who can refine the Life-replacing Talisman."

Xiang Yu shook his head and said, "I don’t need it."

Meanwhile, Chu Hao pressed his phone and entered the bidding amount.

"One billion and thirty million."

Lǚ Bù’s price was instantly outbid.

Lǚ Bù was taken aback, wondering who was so disrespectful and wanted to contend for the Soul Immortal Ginseng.

"Damn! Adding a whole ten million at once, who is this person?" The audience of millions was buzzing.

"Amazing, really wealthy."

"One billion Underworld Currency, I couldn’t earn that in a hundred thousand years."

Chu Hao considered whether to make his name public so everyone would know.

"This might be an opportunity to show off."

The King of Show-offs has to show off at all times.

As a qualified King of Show-offs, now is not the time to be low-key.

He made his name public.

Chu Hao.

These two words overshadowed Lǚ Bù’s name, extremely prominent.

"Chu Hao!"

Lǚ Bù was taken aback, then angered, the bastard who raised the price by ten million was actually Chu Hao.

The audience of millions was bewildered, those who knew of Chu Hao’s identity were all shocked.

"Chu Hao! That Living Centurion, how could he have so much Underworld Currency? Isn’t he just new to the Underworld?"

"Oh my god, it’s him."

"A living person, how did he manage it?"

"Poverty really limits my imagination."

"Ding... The host successfully showed off his hidden tycoon status, earning 7000 Pretentiousness Points."

Chu Hao was very satisfied.

At this moment, Lǚ Bù increased the bid, one billion and thirty-three million.

Chu Hao looked at his bid, disdained, and entered his bid alongside a message.

"Poor bastard."

Below one billion and forty million are two words.

Poor bastard!

Damn!?

Lǚ Bù almost spat blood, this living person is so outrageous, actually calling him a poor bastard.

"Ding... The host successfully showed off provocatively, earning the Angry Little Prince title, gaining 8000 Pretentiousness Points."

Grinding his teeth, Lǚ Bù wanted to continue bidding when someone said: "General Lǚ Bù, one billion and fifty million is my limit, please don’t exceed this amount."

Lǚ Bù’s face was stern, saying, "I must purchase this."

"I’ll try my best."

Clearly, the other party was also feeling the pressure; the amount was just too large.

Lǚ Bù entered the amount and left a message: "Chu Hao, you ant, if you were in front of me, I could kill you with a finger."

Seeing Lǚ Bù’s message under the bid amount, Chu Hao sneered.

"You have no regard for others, today I’ll slap you hard."

Chu Hao entered a bid amount, one billion and forty-six million, three million more than Lǚ Bù.

"House Slave, with someone of your status, how can you be a Myriarch! If you were before me, a shot of floral water would kill you."

Lǚ Bù was furious, about to enter one billion and forty-nine million.

Unexpectedly, he was shocked to find that the amount was unavailable, it had been occupied.

The audience of millions roared.

Because Chu Hao raised the bid himself, topping his own amount.

Viewers were bewildered.

One billion and forty-nine million.

"House Slave, speaking like your prostate is inflamed, your pee splits, hurry up and get it treated!! A human is cheap for a lifetime, a pig is cheap for a moment, living wastes air, dying wastes land, at home waste Underworld Currency."

The audience of millions was boiling.

The insults were a bit too harsh.

"Ding... The host successfully provoked by showing off, earning the Angry Little Prince title, gaining 8000 Pretentiousness Points."

Lǚ Bù was going crazy, with so many viewers watching, and Chu Hao dared insult him like that.

Lǚ Bù wanted to enter an amount, cursing back.

Then, he was topped again.

One billion and fifty-two million.

"House Slave, why aren’t you saying anything? Handicapped or broke? Speak, I’ll lend you."

One billion and fifty-five million.

"Don’t you even have the courage to speak? You dare show off here, go home and diligently farm! Maybe one day, you can catch up with this Taoist Master’s behind."

Damn!

The audience of millions was baffled.

All the Ghost Cultivators and Generals were also puzzled.

This guy turned the auction’s amount messaging into an insult platform.

You know, leaving a message costs at least three million Underworld Currency?

Lǚ Bù was speechless.

On the auction board, all the top bid amounts were Chu Hao’s.

Every time he topped the bid amount, he left a soul-crushing sentence.

"Ding... The host whimsically showed off his tycoon status, gaining 7000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... The host successfully provoked by showing off, earning the Angry Little Prince title, gaining 8000 Pretentiousness Points."

Lǚ Bù’s body was shaking, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Damn! Poverty conditioned my imagination, this is a real tycoon, just insulting costs three million Underworld Currency."

"Only worship, General Lǚ Bù must be going crazy."

"How dare Chu Hao insult Lǚ Bù, isn’t he afraid of death?"

"Who is Chu Hao, can someone tell me? I’m in Fifty District, seeking the truth."

It’s on fire, Chu Hao went completely viral, using auction bid amounts to insult, the first time in history.

Chu Hao cursed all the way, escalating the bid to one billion sixty-one million.

All the bid rankings were under his own name.

So impressive, viewers felt their scalp tingling.

Xiang Yu laughed wildly, causing his stomach to hurt, and said: "Poor Lǚ Bù, he sure ticked him off."

Xiang Yu’s generals were dumbfounded, saying: "Damn, really wealthy."

In District One, a particularly prosperous area, Bai Yan Sect.

Xu Wei was speechless, as Chu Hao berated Lǚ Bù until he was drenched in dog blood.

"How did this guy earn so much Underworld Currency?"