Chapter 132 Qingfeng Shoudan



The ghost fire in the poisonous miasma was exactly the Netherworld Poison Fire that he left behind, while Tang San and Dai Mubai had the aura of the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire and the Fallen Heart Flame respectively, so it was impossible for Han Yu not to notice it.

"Interesting, it looks like they are retreating."

Dugu Bo was now in the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, and the Netherworld Poison Fire did not sense his attack. It seemed that the Shrek people were persuaded to retreat by the poisonous miasma.

However, even if they really broke in, they would get nothing.

At this moment, in the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, except for the herbs planted by Dugu Bo, there were only the seeds of the magical herbs.

Moreover, with the cultivation level of Tang San and others, without the help of the magic grass, they are unable to enter the spring water to practice.

For Han Yu, the current Shrek people are not worthy of his attention.

"Prince Xuexing, this time, you have to use Dugu Bo's favor even if you don't want to."

If Xue Xing hadn't been under house arrest for the past few months, Han Yu's plan could have been implemented long ago.

But it’s not too late to implement it now.

Prince's Palace.

Xue Beng approached Xue Xing and said, "Uncle, I heard that the Tiandou Auction House seems to be promoting a treasure called Qingfeng Shoudan recently. It is said that after taking it, one can extend one's lifespan by ten years."

"Beng'er, is this a fake?" Xue Xing asked hurriedly.

Thinking of the snowy nights that have aged quickly over the years, Xue Xing felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

If the former suddenly died, there would be no chance for him and the avalanche to turn the situation around.

If they force Xue Ye to live for another ten years, they will have a chance to turn the tables.

Xue Beng said quickly: "Uncle, when I passed by the Tiandou Auction House today, I saw their posters posted."

"That can't be false. The Ben'er Propaganda Newspaper said when the auction will be held."

"It should be tomorrow night."

"That's good. Butler, prepare the money. This time, I will definitely get the Qingfeng Shoudan."

On the other side, there is a teahouse in Tiandou City.

"Brother Han, is the effect of your medicine real?" Xue Qinghe asked hurriedly.

Han Yu nodded.

This pill was made by him personally.

The essence of the elixir lies in the fact that a faint breath of life is put into it from the flame of life.

"Why don't you give such treasures to those people in the palace?" Xue Qinghe asked curiously.

"It won't work for people above Soul Emperor level. Besides, Titled Douluo don't mind having another ten years of life," Han Yu explained.

Qingluan Douluo is over eighty years old this year, but his appearance is almost the same as that of the young man Han Yu.

For someone like Qian Daoliu, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be no problem for him to live another 100 or 200 years.

"It seems that you are sure to defeat Xue Xing this time. However, I have only one request, that is, I cannot let this elixir fall into Xue Ye's hands."

Han Yu smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, Xue Xing can't take this elixir away."

A few days ago, Yue Guan was ordered to deliver resources to Canaan College.

Han Yu made a deal with him for a seed of the strange chrysanthemum.

Now, all the "actors" are in place, waiting for the show to begin.

The next day, at Tiandou Auction House.

After getting the "inside" information from Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi gave up the bidding for Qingfeng Shoudan.

After all, his own soul power has reached level seventy-nine, which has far exceeded the limit of the Qingfeng Shoudan's effect, not to mention the two Jian Gu who are already Titled Douluo.

"This time, Sect Master Ning is not here, Beng'er, we have great hope." Xue Xing walked towards the VIP seats with a smile on her face.

Xue Xing knew that Qingfeng Shoudan could only work on people below the level of Soul Emperor.

Han Yu sat in a common seat, and not far away from him was the disguised Yue Guan.

Bibi Dong was also very interested in the Qingfeng Shoudan matter. Therefore, this time Yue Guan was working for two people.

At the beginning, there were only some appetizers, and Han Yu took a few photos.

It was not until late at night that the finale item, Qingfeng Shoudan, was taken out.

The auction house has done enough advertising for this pill, so they naturally hope to make more money.

Even though this elixir is useful for people below the Soul Emperor level, there are very few soul masters above the Soul Emperor level on the mainland.

Most wealthy businessmen's soul power is far from reaching this level.

You can imagine how fierce the competition is.

"Dear guests, this green pill is the Qingfeng Shoudan. According to the appraisal of the auction house's master, the effect of this pill is real and effective. The starting price is 500,000 gold soul coins, and each bid cannot be less than 100,000 gold soul coins."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The low price of 500,000 gold soul coins is indeed relatively low, but no one can bid for it at 500,000.

"The value of one pill is enough to cover one square kilometer of Canaan City. It seems that I can also do the pill business in the future." Han Yuxin smiled.

The price was quickly driven up to one million gold soul coins.

Time is more valuable than gold, let alone ten years of life. Many wealthy businessmen were even eager to buy it.

"Two million gold soul coins, everyone, please give me a favor." Prince Xuexing bowed to the crowd.

"Your Highness." Many wealthy businessmen finally calmed down.

When doing business in Tiandou City, they have all paid protection fees to Xue Xing to a greater or lesser extent.

If you offend the other party, your business will be ruined.

For a moment, the scene calmed down a lot.

Seeing this, the auctioneer thought to himself that something was wrong.

The low starting price was set to stimulate guests to bid. Now that Prince Xuexing had messed with it, the selling price was far below the auction house's expectations.

"Two million gold soul coins once, two million gold soul coins twice"

"Two million, two hundred and twenty thousand gold soul coins." Yue Guan saw that the time was ripe and raised the price.

"Who!" Xue Xing felt very unhappy when an obstacle suddenly appeared.

When he looked in the direction of the voice, he did not recognize Yue Guan in disguise.

"Damn it, why is Han Yu here too!" Xue Xing withdrew his gaze angrily.

Since Ning Fengzhi was not around, he could just threaten the other party directly.

But he had offended Han Yu before, and if he left a bad impression on the other party again, there would be no possibility of recruiting him.

"Three million gold soul coins!" Xue Xing snorted coldly.

The auctioneer finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. The task given to him by his superiors was to sell the Qingfeng Shoudan for three million gold soul coins.

After that, he would make money no matter what the price was.

"Three million, three hundred and thirty thousand gold soul coins." Yue Guan continued to shout.

"you!"

Xue Xing shook his head. With such a high value, he had no choice but to pay.

But he didn't have so much cash in hand, and most of it was some cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings. It would be very difficult to cash in these things in a short period of time.

"Beng'er, take out your money. When the elixir is given to my brother, you will also have a share of the credit."

Upon hearing this, Xue Beng's eyes lit up and he immediately took out the few gold soul coins he had left.

(End of this chapter)


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