"Ancestor, don't Zhao Cangqiong and the others now suspect that it was the Holy Heaven Sect that did this?"

Gongsun Liang thought about Xiao Chen's arrogance and finally decided to throw him into the abyss and make him fall into ruin.

"You mean... Chen Xiao is from the Holy Heaven Sect?"

Gongsun Zhen's eyes flashed.

"If we say he is, then he is."

Gongsun Liang lowered his voice and said.

“…”

Gongsun Zhen looked at Gongsun Liang, somewhat surprised.

I never realized this guy was so cruel before.

But he likes it.

"Ancestor, you have seen Chen Xiao's attitude. He will not take out the broken sword on his own initiative... After what happened just now, if we do something, even if Zhao Cangqiong and the others don't stop us, there will definitely be all kinds of rumors behind our backs."

Gongsun Liang said hurriedly.

"As long as Chen Xiao is from the Holy Heaven Sect, anyone can kill him. No matter how we deal with him, no one will say anything."

"Is this your own idea?"

Gongsun Zhen thought for a moment and asked.

"Ah? Yes."

Gongsun Liang hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

"Ancestor, what do you think?"

“Haha, very good.”

Gongsun Zhen smiled and patted Gongsun Liang on the shoulder.

"Do you have any specific ideas? Talk to the ancestor about it."

"Well, not yet. Please let me think about it... Don't worry, I will definitely help you get the broken sword back and make Chen Xiao pay the price."

Gongsun Liang was overjoyed to be praised by his ancestor.

Just now, he mustered up the courage to say that this was his idea.

In fact, it was the lackey's idea.

Now it seems that this move was the right one.

"Okay, think about it, there's no rush."

Gongsun Zhen nodded.

"As long as that kid doesn't leave Sifang City, he can't escape from my grasp."

"Hmm... Old Ancestor, you have to find someone to keep an eye on him and don't let him run away."

Gongsun Liang said hurriedly.

"I'm afraid he'll run away once the auction is over."

"Run away? Ha."

Gongsun Zhen sneered.

"In this Sifang City, who can leave without my permission? He can't escape."

"Uh-huh."

Gongsun Liang nodded, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. That guy is dead!

"Three thousand spirit stones..."

Outside, the sound of bidding continued to be heard.

Gongsun Zhen did not attack again. His mind was focused on the broken sword.

Just now, Gongsun Liang’s words reminded him.

When Xiao Chen took the picture of the broken sword, did he know the origin of the sword, or what?

If he knew, he would never let Xiao Chen go.

He was just guessing that the Broken Sword had an unusual origin... So why did Xiao Chen take a picture of it?

As for Xiao Chen's murder, arson, and looting of the basement... he didn't even think about it.

Even if Gongsun Liang falsely accused Xiao Chen of doing it, he still felt it was impossible.

No matter how capable a young man is, how can he have the courage?

Besides, there were only two people with Xiao Chen, so it was impossible for them to take away so many things.

"Five thousand...deal."

The item being auctioned was sold for five thousand spirit stones.

"The next item is a defensive treasure coat, a mid-grade magic weapon..."

On the auction stage, the old man said loudly.

When the word "magic weapon" was heard, the atmosphere on the scene immediately changed.

Magical weapons are rare and extremely valuable.

What’s more, it’s a mid-grade magic weapon!

Even Zhao Ritian, the weapon refiner, looked over.

"I didn't expect there would be a mid-grade magic weapon..."

Zhao Ritian sat up straight, thought of something, and looked at Zhao Cangqiong again.

"Third brother, if I see that you are good, you can give me some spirit stones."

“…”

Zhao Cangqiong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he nodded anyway.

"A mid-grade magic weapon... a magic weapon, a magic weapon, there are three grades of magic weapons, upper, middle and lower... this one isn't too precious, right?"

Xiao Chen was also somewhat interested.

"A mid-level magic weapon is already very precious..."

Wang Pingbei corrected.

"You said that top-grade spirit stones are also very precious."

Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei and asked.

"Forehead……"

Wang Pingbei didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Is it...precious?"

Xiao Chen said, making a tower shape.

Wang Pingbei looked at Xiao Chen's actions, pondered for a moment, then understood what he meant and shook his head.

"That's definitely not the case. The treasures of big forces are usually top-grade magic weapons... or even top-grade ones."

"Top grade? Aren't there three grades of magic weapons?"

Xiao Chen was puzzled.

"Normally, it's the third grade, but above the top grade, there's the best grade... but the best grade magic weapons are too rare."

Wang Pingbei shook his head and gestured the shape of a "tower" again.

"It is said that this thing is only close to the best..."

"Okay, so this means that this mid-grade magic weapon is already very rare, right?"

Xiao Chen nodded, and understood.

"Yes, especially a defensive magic weapon, which is even more rare."

Wang Ping North Road.

"Compared to our clothes, don't they also have a defensive function?"

Xiao Chen touched the clothes. This was what he had bought before. It contained ice silk.

"It's totally different. Worlds apart."

Wang Pingbei smiled bitterly.

"Then I'm a little interested."

Xiao Chen looked towards the auction table and saw a young woman holding a tray and bringing up the precious clothes.

"It's still a piece of underwear? It looks like it has nothing to do with men or women?"

"In this way, the value is higher and there are not too many restrictions on the person who wears it."

"Too."

"Brother Chen, do you want to take a photo?"

"Well, let's take a look at the price. If it's about right, just take it."

“The price won’t go down any more.”

"It can't be more expensive than a divine weapon, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Divine weapons are still very special and are no less valuable than magic weapons."

“…”

When the precious clothes were displayed, many people became interested.

"The defense of this treasured robe is still very strong. Let me demonstrate it to you..."

The old man took out a dagger and stabbed it hard into the precious robe, but there was no damage.

“Isn’t this similar to a bulletproof vest?”

Xiao Chen looked strange.

"Not only can it block weapons, it can also block internal energy..."

The old man introduced.

"The starting price is five thousand spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than five hundred spirit stones."

When the starting price was announced, many people frowned. Is it so high?

Even if it is a mid-grade magic weapon, it shouldn't be so high.

"It's the same price as the Heaven-Slaying Sword. It won't also be sold for 30,000 in the end, right?"

Xiao Chen muttered to himself, if the Heaven-Slaying Sword had not been sold for thirty thousand yuan, he might not have had the spirit stones to buy this precious robe.

There are many spirit stones in his bone ring, but some of them are not suitable for use.

There's nothing else to say, it's just too big, it would be a waste to use it up.

"Five thousand five."

Someone made an offer.

"Six thousand."

"Six thousand five..."

“…”

In the blink of an eye, the price of the precious clothes reached ten thousand.

"By the way, Beizi, is this dress new?"

Xiao Chen thought of something and turned to ask Wang Pingbei.

“It looks like new.”

"ah?"

Wang Pingbei was stunned.

"What's the meaning?"

"Has anyone ever worn it before? I'm a bit of a germaphobe, I don't want to wear clothes that have been worn by others."

Xiao Chen said.

“…”

Wang Pingbei was speechless.

"He didn't introduce it just now, maybe someone else wore it."

"It should be new, not second-hand... But this thing is a bit useless."

Xiao Chen looked at the precious clothes and said.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Pingbei was curious.

"It can only protect a few vital parts like the heart. It can't protect the head, neck... or even the lower body."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"This cuts off the throat, and the man is sure to die... One cut, and everything is lost."

“…”

Wang Pingbei opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

When the price of the precious clothes reached ten thousand, the number of people bidding obviously decreased a lot.

"One hundred and eleven."

Zhao Ritian spoke.

"Young Master, you are a weapon refiner, why did you buy this thing?"

Zhao Yuanji asked in a low voice.

"Wearing a refiner."

Zhao Ritian replied.

"By the way, let's study other people's weapon-making techniques."

"Okay, then when can you refine the magic weapon?"

Zhao Yuanji asked again.

"I'm still waiting for you to refine a magic weapon for me."

"Waiting for thirty to fifty years should be enough."

Zhao Ritian said casually.

“…”

Zhao Yuanji remained silent.

"Twelve thousand."

"Twelve thousand five."

The price stopped here.

The old auctioneer looked around and was quite satisfied with the price.

If you don't compete, the previous Heaven-Slaying Sword would only be worth about 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

More than ten thousand spirit stones is already an extremely high price.

"Thirteen thousand."

Xiao Chen still made an offer.

Although he said it was a bit useless, this thing still has some use.

Besides, he has no shortage of spirit stones now, so he definitely cannot let himself suffer.

It is too dangerous in Tianwai Tian, no matter how good the equipment is, it is not enough.

"Thirteen thousand five."

The young man in white robe on the first floor glanced at Xiao Chen and shouted.

"Chen Xiao, as long as you agree to fight me, I won't fight with you. How about that?"

"The highest bidder wins. Fifteen thousand."

Xiao Chen said calmly.

"Fifteen thousand five."

The young man in white robe frowned.

"I give it to you. I don't want it anymore... Tomorrow, remember to wear it, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave Sifang City."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he picked up the tea and took a sip.

“…”

The young man in white robe's face turned dark. He actually didn't want it anymore?

The old man who was just excited about the auctioneer's speech twitched. Is he giving up now?

He was also thinking that the two young men might compete with each other and offer a higher price.

"Third brother, he...he doesn't want it anymore."

The young man in white robe looked at the man next to him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I told you not to bid, now is that ok?"

The man was also somewhat helpless.

"If no one wants it, then just bid for it. It's a mid-grade defensive treasured robe, so it's okay."

“…”

The young man in white robe felt very aggrieved. He looked up and glared at Xiao Chen fiercely. This guy... he must have a fight.

"Alas, there is nothing to gain, and I don't know if there will be anything good next."

Xiao Chen ignored the look from the young man in white robe and leaned back in his chair.

Soon, the precious clothes were sold for 15,500 yuan.

"The following lot is incredible... It is one of the most valuable lots in this auction, and also one of the highlights."

The old auctioneer said loudly.

"The finale? The auction is about to end?"

Xiao Chen sat up straight.

“I haven’t bought anything yet.”

"It's not over yet. There's still one hour left. The finale item will be released in advance."

Wang Pingbei shook his head.

"It's also to stimulate you and make the atmosphere more exciting."