End Times: I Rely on Farming to Become a God

On April 1, 2024, which was April Fool's Day, black holes appeared and meteors descended, plunging humanity into apocalyptic disasters.

The reborn Ling Tian relied on his infinite space t...

Chapter 120 Bidding

The improvement in soul control ability has brought about a qualitative leap in the efficiency and quality of pill refining. In less than an hour, Ling Tian has refined fifteen bottles of high-quality and three bottles of perfect Yuanli Pills.

In addition to measuring it, Ling Tian also unexpectedly discovered that the Luanfeng Ding also had the magical effect of condensing soul power, but it was very subtle and could not be detected without careful feeling.

"It seems like we've made a lot of money by taking this medicine cauldron this time."

Ling Tian was immersed in the joy of refining pills and did not stop until the evening. In addition to Yuanli Pills and Longli Pills, he also found time to refine more than ten furnaces of Foundation Establishment Pills and prepared dozens of sets of enhanced Danteng Liquid. Ling Tian did not know how to price this kind of liquid because he did not find any similar liquid in Qiandan Pavilion and could not make a comparative price.

But he was confident that he could get a very good price, after all, it could have a lot of effects on the middle stage of foundation building.

Of course, he didn't think that the elixir he refined that day could take off the Ruyi Mask. His confidence came from the inexhaustible elixirs in the space.

After changing into a dull and monotonous outfit, Ling Tian walked out of the yard when the camel immediately led the carriage over. After a simple greeting, he got in the carriage and headed for the auction venue.

At the end of the ten-day month, the carriage stopped outside the gate of a relatively ordinary large courtyard. The hunchback got off first, and when he returned to the carriage, he had an invitation in his hand. It seemed that he was quite capable.

"Sir, you will be led in once you enter. I will be waiting for you outside."

"Um."

Ling Tian responded softly and walked straight over. The two guards checked the invitation and called a maid over.

"Sir, please wear this mask."

"OK."

The hunchback had already told him that this was the rule of the auction and it was also to protect the buyers. This mask had the function of isolating spiritual consciousness. Ling Tian was very appreciative of this. He also didn't want the items he auctioned to be coveted by others.

Seeing Ling Tian put on the mask, the maid led him in. When passing through several winding corridors, Ling Tian vaguely sensed several powerful auras in the dark.

After a short while, after being immersed in a light curtain, Ling Tian finally entered the auction hall. At this time, there were already many people sitting inside. Ling Tian found his own seat according to the arrangement of the invitation and sat down.

People who came to participate in the auction arrived one after another, and soon the seats were full. During this time, Ling Tian felt the presence of many powerful people, and even a few faint auras came from the private room upstairs. Ling Tian felt that they were definitely powerful people above the Jindan stage.

"Dear guests, our auction is about to begin. Please take your seats according to your invitation numbers. Thank you!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, a young and beautiful woman in her twenties walked up to the auction seat and stood there. Her every frown and smile seemed to carry a unique charm.

"Hello everyone, welcome. I'm Luo Bing, the host of this auction. I'm sure many of you recognize me. In addition to the 38 lots listed in the brochure, we have two guests consigning several special items. I'm sure you'll be very interested. Okay, to cut to the chase, the auction officially begins!"

"The first lot is a bottle of top-grade Yunlian Pill. I don't need to explain its wonderful uses. The starting price is fifty low-grade spirit stones. Each bid must be increased by no less than five. Bidding begins now!"

"one hundred!"

As soon as Luo Bing finished speaking, a man in the venue couldn't wait to quote a price. Judging from his tone, he seemed determined to win.

"One hundred and fifty."

"two hundred……"

The price kept rising, and in just a few minutes it had reached 480 yuan. However, it had also reached the price limit. Although there were still a few people bidding, the increase in price was not large each time.

"Five hundred and thirty spirit stones, is there anything higher?"

Luo Bing deliberately slowed down the process, and when he saw that no one present was interested, he decided on the winner.

"Congratulations to number one hundred and thirty-five for winning lot one. Now let's move on to lot two..."

The auction process is not fast, and it often takes one or two quarters of an hour for one item. Especially for those high-end and rare items, the competition is extremely fierce.

It lasted until midnight, and finally it was Ling Tian's turn to get the Ruyi mask that he had been longing for.

"The following item is Master Xincheng's masterpiece. As for its function, there's no need to explain it further. It's the Ruyi Mask. The starting price is one thousand spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than one hundred. Bid now!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Wow……"

As soon as Luo Bing finished speaking, the price in Box No. 2 upstairs increased tenfold. The tone was quite recognizable and the tone was so determined that it caused a burst of surprise from the audience below.

His bid increase obviously made Luo Bing unhappy, because the person in this box was Zhao Weifeng, the young master of the Wanjian Sect, one of the three major forces in Yue State. His voice was very recognizable and others knew his identity as soon as they heard it. As soon as he made a bid, most of those who wanted to participate in the auction would choose to give up. It was not that they did not have enough financial resources to compete, but they were afraid of his revenge.

"My dear nephew, you're being a bit stingy. Master Xincheng's masterpiece is only worth this much? Twenty thousand, haha!"

"Elder Ming, this mask is probably useless to you, so why bother joining in on this fun? How about giving me some face?"

"There's nothing I can do, nephew. My useless disciple is weak, and as their master, I have to give him some protection. How about you give way?"

"Hmph, then let's see what we can do. Fifty thousand!"

It can be seen that Zhao Weifeng is very angry, but he has no choice but to rely on financial resources.

"Since you two are so interested, then I'll join in the fun too. One hundred thousand, haha!"

"Oh? Old man Hu, you're not a very kind person. What's the point of us getting involved if you get involved? Everyone knows you have a lot of money, maybe 150,000, haha!"

Zhao Weifeng's mouth twitched violently. These two old guys were playing a double game. With them around, he would have to bleed profusely if he wanted to take off the mask. Even though he was unhappy, he had no choice. These two old guys were his fathers, so he had to give them some face. He really had no way to deal with them.

"Humph, five hundred thousand!"

"Hiss~"

Zhao Weifeng gritted his teeth and shouted out a sky-high price, which shocked everyone below. To them, five hundred thousand was a huge sum of money, which many of them could not obtain in their entire lives.

"Six hundred thousand."

"One million!"

"Old Man Hu is rich and powerful, so I won't get involved, haha!"

“One hundred…one hundred thousand!!”

Zhao Weifeng squeezed out a price, and he wanted to kill the two old men with his eyes. Fortunately, after he called out the price, Zhao Weifeng and Hu Tao seemed to have reached a consensus and fell silent for two days.

Just when he thought he had victory, a price was shouted out from below that made him bleed.

"One million and a half million!"