C12 What Isn't It Enough?

After a moment of silence, a row of boxes started bidding.

"2,200 Lower Grade Spirit Stones. "

"Two thousand three hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones. "

"Hmph! I bid twenty-six Middle Grade Spirit Stones! Who else wants to compete with me?"

A muffled groan could be heard, and waves of the aura of an eighth level Martial Master reverberated in the air. Many of the bidders below were stunned