【Chapter 251】The Auction Ends
【Chapter 251】The Auction Ends
In the portable space, Yan Feiyu covered his abdomen with one hand, and a porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in the other hand. He finally opened the porcelain bottle, and suddenly a flash of sword light appeared.
The hand holding the porcelain bottle fell to the ground with a "bang", and three hemostatic pills rolled out of the porcelain bottle.
The culprit, Dust Light Sword, turned around triumphantly.
Yan Feiyu groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He slowly raised his head, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the Dust Light Sword, the anger in his eyes almost overflowing.
It was really like a tiger in dire straits being bullied by a dog. Even a sword could bully him to this extent. When he is free from this predicament in the future, he will definitely throw this sword into the refining furnace to melt it.
Although the Dust Light Sword could not sense Yan Feiyu's gaze, it could sense the murderous intent. Two sword lights flashed by, and two sword wounds appeared on Yan Feiyu's body.
The tip of the sword was pointing directly at Yan Feiyu, as if if he dared to release murderous intent again, Chen Guangjian would give him two more strikes.
Silent threat.
The feeling of being a fish on the chopping board made Yan Feiyu's eyes turn red with anger. But facing the sharp blade, he felt like someone poured a bucket of cold water on him and had to suppress all his emotions.
As soon as Nangong Chenyu entered the portable space, he smelled a pungent smell of blood. He lowered his eyes and saw Yan Feiyu curled up on the ground not far away, blood pouring out of his body, staining a large area of the ground red.
It can be seen that a lot of blood was shed.
It must be said that Yan Feiyu is worthy of being the protagonist in the storybook. His vitality is so strong that he did not faint even after losing so much blood.
Yan Feiyu rolled his eyes, and a flash of hatred flashed across his eyes. He struggled to stand up and begged for mercy in fear and anxiety.
"I am ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and have offended you, sir. I hope you will forgive me and spare my life."
With his life in the hands of others, Yan Feiyu had no choice but to lower his posture. Only by saving his life can he have a chance to turn things around. When he reaches the top in the future, he will avenge today's revenge.
Nangong Chenyu seemed not to hear what Yan Feiyu said. He raised his hand and the hand of Yan Feiyu that was cut off by the Chen Guang sword immediately flew in front of him.
There was a space ring on the index finger of that hand. Yan Feiyu spoke again with great tact: "I am willing to erase the mark on the space ring."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was obvious that Nangong Chenyu had forcibly erased the mark on the space ring.
His spiritual consciousness swept into the space ring, and the main target was the spirit stone. Spirit stones of various grades were stacked neatly. There were about one million low-grade spirit stones, about five or six hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and about a hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Considering Yan Feiyu's status in the Shinto sect, his wealth must be more than this.
After retracting his spiritual sense, Nangong Chenyu blinked his eyes, opened his heterochromic pupils, and looked towards Yan Feiyu.
How could Yan Feiyu not understand what Nangong Chenyu wanted? Nothing was more important than his life right now. If you can survive, what's the harm in giving up some property!
"I am willing to hand over all my wealth to you, my Lord, and only ask you to let me go."
His eyes were full of pleading.
"You are very sensible."
Nangong Chenyu raised his hand again, and a suction force shot out from the palm of his hand.
The next moment, the space ring hidden on Yan Feiyu's body flew towards Nangong Chenyu. In addition, if the jade pendant hanging around Yan Feiyu's neck had not been tied with a rope, it would have flown towards Nangong Chenyu.
When Yan Feiyu saw the jade pendant coming out of his clothes, he subconsciously reached out to grab it.
Obviously the jade pendant is very important to him.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the Dust Light Sword moved. The rope hanging the jade pendant was cut by the Chen Guang Sword, and the jade pendant flew towards Nangong Chenyu uncontrollably.
Yan Feiyu, who almost lost another hand, realized belatedly what he was doing. Fear surged in his heart, and his already pale face became even paler.
He was about to open his mouth to make a few excuses, but when he looked up, he saw Nangong Chenyu grabbing the jade pendant and space ring and leaving the place in a leisurely manner.
The excuses he had prepared seemed so unnecessary.
Poor his space ring!
His jade pendant!
His collection!
Also, his master asked him to help bid for two things, giving him 20 million high-grade spirit stones and 500,000 top-grade spirit stones!
That’s all.
All gone.
At this moment, Yan Feiyu felt excruciating pain in his body, heart, and soul. If it weren't for the resentment and hatred in his heart, he felt that he would die immediately.
People's sorrows and joys are not the same.
In contrast to Yan Feiyu, Nangong Chenyu felt relaxed all over, in a good mood, and his soul was cheerful, with the upturned corners of his mouth unable to be suppressed.
It was only because Nangong Chenyu got more than 20 million medium-grade spirit stones, 30 million high-grade spirit stones and 500,000 top-grade spirit stones from Yan Feiyu for free.
This unexpected fortune came unexpectedly, but just right.
"We are both cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, but the two of us combined are not as rich as the other one alone!" Ye Yisheng couldn't help but sigh.
"Now these spirit stones are all ours. All in all, we are still richer."
Nangong Chenyu couldn't help but think of his past life.
In his previous life, most of the spirit stones he had were used to buy materials for refining the Dust Light Sword. Even when he was the richest, the spirit stones he had were not as many as those he had searched from Yan Feiyu now.
Looking back now, the reason why he was poor in his previous life was probably because he was too upright. As a sword cultivator, he cultivates righteousness, fights demons and defends justice, punishes evil people, and upholds justice.
He dared not do anything that was inconsistent with his identity as the Light of Righteousness, for fear that his Taoist heart would be destroyed.
Isn't this a kind of bondage?
Suddenly, a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.
"You might not say that later."
Ye Yisheng knew that Nangong Chenyu wanted the Seven-Colored Spirit Crystal. Now that they had the spirit stone, he naturally wanted to bid for it. If they come across something useful to them later, they will definitely take a picture of it. It’s hard to say whether they will still have any spirit stones on them after the auction is over.
Nangong Chenyu didn't pay any attention to what Ye Yisheng said and disappeared on the spot.
Ye Yisheng: “???”
What's going on?
Was there something going on that he didn't know about?
After a moment of hesitation, Ye Yishen immediately probed his spiritual sense into Nangong Chenyu's personal space. Nangong Chenyu was seen sitting cross-legged on an open space, his black hair flying and sword energy lingering around him.
This is - enlightenment!
Not daring to disturb Nangong Chenyu, Ye Yishen moved his spiritual consciousness towards Yan Feiyu. Looking at Yan Feiyu, who was obviously more miserable than before, Ye Yisheng could not feel a trace of sympathy in his heart.
Even though Yan Feiyu looked disabled, Ye Yishen was still worried that he might make some noise and disturb Nangong Chenyu, so he set up a space blockade around him.
After retracting his spiritual consciousness, Ye Yishen joined the bidding team for the Seven-Colored Spirit Crystal.
"Eight million high-quality spirit stones."
"Eight million and one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
Some people gave up bidding one after another.
"Nine million high-quality spirit stones."
"Nine million and one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"Ten million high-quality spirit stones."
"One million and one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
Ye Yishen called out the price three times in a row, and the people in the bakery across the street immediately followed suit and added another ten thousand. Although the Seven-Colored Spirit Crystal is good, its price is over 10 million, which is not cost-effective.
Now only Ye Yishen and the people in the bakery diagonally opposite him are still bidding. Ye Yisheng would naturally not give up on something that Nangong Chenyu liked.
Of course, he won't be taken advantage of.
Next, Ye Yishen followed the example of the bakery across the street and added tens of thousands to the price, to see who would lose patience first.
"One million and two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"One million and three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"One million and forty thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"One million and five hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."
“…”
The two of them went back and forth.
When the price rose to 10.3 million high-quality spirit stones, the person bidding in the bread room across the street finally couldn't sit still anymore.
"I am Xu Wei, the fifth elder of the Shinto Sect. If you are willing to give up this seven-colored spirit crystal, I will owe you a favor."
Before Ye Yisheng could answer, a mocking voice came from another private room: "Xu Wei, Xu Wei, you are indeed hypocritical. This is an auction house, the highest bidder wins. If you don't have spirit stones, don't bid, lest you lose face for your Shinto sect."
The other elders of the Shinto sect held Xu Wei down and said, "Calm down. The person who is speaking is your mortal enemy. He is obviously trying to provoke you on purpose."
If you don't press the bidding button, only the people in the private room can hear what they say. Therefore, the words of the Shinto sect members did not spread beyond the private room.
If there is one, there will be two.
Seeing that the fuss was getting out of hand, number two immediately followed up, "That's right, do you know who is bidding against you? Aren't you afraid that the other party has a higher status than you?"
This statement clearly means that Xu Wei's favor is worthless.
"Don't be impulsive. This is a trading building. There is no need to argue with the other party." Other elders of the Shinto Sect continued to persuade.
Xu Wei: “…”
If there are two, there will be three.
Number 3 followed suit and said, "Xu Wei, if you don't have any spirit stones, I can lend them to you. But you have to give me 10% more when you pay them back!"
"We all know that you have spirit stones." The other elders of Shinto Sect said in unison.
Xu Wei: “…”
If there are three, there will be four.
Number 4 joined in the fun and continued, "Isn't 10% a bit too much? Xu Wei, I can also lend you the spirit stones, and you only need to give me 9% more when you pay me back.
Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more off-topic, the auctioneer quickly said, "Those of you who are not participating in the auction, please be quiet."
This successfully made No. 5, who wanted to watch the fun, log off.
The auctioneer continued, "One hundred and three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones at a time. Are there any fellow Taoists who can offer a higher price?"
When he said the second half of his sentence, he deliberately glanced at the private room where Xu Wei was, obviously hoping that Xu Wei would continue to bid.
The reason why Xu Wei revealed his identity was that he didn't want to spend extra spirit stones. Now that he has lost face, why would he still bid?
For a moment, he even wanted to ask for a high price to cheat Ye Yishen. But he was worried that after he bid, Ye Yishen would give up the bid, and he would be the one being screwed.
No one bid anymore, and the Seven-Colored Spirit Crystal returned to Ye Yisheng.
Afterwards, Ye Yishen used the windfall to buy four rare treasures suitable for himself and Nangong Chenyu to practice. At this point, there were still 300,000 top-grade spirit stones left from the unexpected fortune.
Before we knew it, the auction was coming to an end.
The finale is an immortal pill. It is said that if a cultivator who has reached the peak of tribulation transcendence eats it, there is a 50% chance of sensing the opportunity for ascension.
Ascension means becoming an immortal.
There is no cultivator who does not want to become an immortal.
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