Yu Yongkang looked up at VIP Room No. 1 high above. The voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
It’s not his fault. After all, Ye Feng had never spoken to him in such a cold voice, so he naturally couldn’t tell the difference for a moment.
"Immortal weapon embryo, Master Dao, you are not kidding me, right?"
Although Ye Feng didn't know what the concept of an immortal weapon embryo was, he believed that anything related to immortality must be a good thing.
This time the Taoist priest did not remain silent and spoke eloquently:
"This seven-colored flowing light gourd is a spiritual weapon that was born and raised by nature. These people have low cultivation levels and cannot see the mystery within. I will slowly explain the secrets to you after you officially begin practicing."
Ye Feng had no interest in the following treasures, as he felt they were too mediocre.
until……
"The Blood Demon Sword Technique was created by a powerful cultivator in the Spiritual Severing Stage a thousand years ago. When this technique was perfected, every strike of the sword seemed to be a blood demon flying towards the enemy, inflicting a certain deterrent effect on the enemy. It is extremely powerful!"
"The starting price is 10 million!"
"I'll give you 30 million!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Feng, who was originally lying on Dandan's plump thighs, sat up instantly.
It’s Yu Yongkang’s voice!
Ye Feng's eyes were fixed on Yu Yongkang, who was wearing a white suit in the audience, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It seems that this kid wants to buy this martial arts book for the old man next to him as a gift for his apprenticeship, so how could he let Yu Yongkang succeed!
"One hundred million!"
"One hundred and thirty million!"
"Two hundred and fifty million!"
“…”
The price gradually climbed up, gradually approaching Yongkang's psychological price.
Damn, are these people crazy? It’s just a broken martial arts book, how can it be worth this price!
Yu Yongkang still didn’t know enough about the world of immortal cultivation, and didn’t understand how powerful the masters in the Spirit Severing Stage were!
And how attractive is his technique to these casual cultivators!
Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and spirit separation!
It is a very good achievement for a casual cultivator to be able to cultivate to the Golden Elixir stage, and the Nascent Soul stage can even lead to becoming a Buddha or a patriarch in a small sect.
The existence of the Spirit Severing Realm is even more formidable. The skills of the cultivators in the Spirit Severing Realm are enough to drive this group of cultivators who are only at the Nascent Soul stage completely crazy!
"One billion!"
When Yu Yongkang heard this number, he was so frightened that his hands and feet turned cold. This was far beyond what he could afford.
The old man on the side also frowned at this time. He remembered that this kid only brought 300 million, which was far from enough!
"Disciple, contact your father and ask him to transfer the money. I must get this technique!"
"I can promise you a pill that will add ten years to your father's lifespan!"
Yu Yongkang took out his cell phone with trembling hands and called his father:
"Yongkang, what's going on?"
“…”
Yu Yongkang briefly explained the matter, and there was a long silence on the other side.
"Leave this matter to me. I will try to get as much money as possible."
"Yongkang, you bid first to get this manual. I will transfer the difference to your account later."
After getting his father's permission, Yu Yongkang took a deep breath, calmed down a lot, and raised the sign again:
"One billion!"
However, the billion-dollar price couldn't scare the already frantic cultivators. Countless people held up signs:
"One billion and ten million!"
"One billion and thirty million!"
Yu Yongkang gritted his teeth and kept raising the bid. Each time he raised the bid, the price increased by at least 10 million. That was all money!
Ye Feng stroked his chin and watched the fierce bidding below with interest, but of course his eyes were always on Yongkang.
It's already over ten billion and the amount is still increasing. Is Yu Qiwei using all the funds of the Pan family on this?
That would be really interesting. The other wealthy families in Jiangcheng should have already started taking action against the Pan family!
He had to add fuel to the fire, pushing Yu Qiwei and Yu Yongkang, father and son, into an even more desperate situation.
"Old Zheng, if the Pan family wants to apply for a loan, have the bank in Jiangcheng open a fast track. The sooner it's approved, the better!"
Ye Feng didn't believe that the Pan family had so much cash flow for the Yu family and their son to play with. When the Pan family's assets were almost mortgaged, it would be time to close the net.
He has already found out that it was Yu Yongkang who asked the short and fat man and the pointed-faced female teacher to frame his sister. He will definitely take good care of this kind of person.
"Three billion!"
Yu Yongkang's face flushed red as he pushed the price to a number he had never dared to imagine!
The venue, which had not had many people bidding, was even quieter now. Many people looked embarrassed. Time was short and it would be difficult for them to gather so much cash in a short time.
Yu Yongkang and his master both looked delighted at this time. It seemed that no one would be willing to pay the three billion, and the Blood Demon Sword Technique would belong to them!
The old man rarely showed a relieved smile to Yongkang, but the smile did not last long and froze on his face.
"3.1 billion!"
The sound coming from the VIP room on the top floor made the master and disciple stop smiling.
The old man naturally knew who the people in the VIP room upstairs were, but he did not say anything to remind Yu Yongkang.
As long as he gets the Blood Demon Sword Technique, the life or death of the Pan family has nothing to do with him.
Yu Yongkang gritted his teeth and raised the sign again:
"Three billion one hundred and ten million!"
"3.2 billion!"
Yu Yongkang's face turned pale. How could he play this game? He knew that the people above him might be very powerful, but this was in Jiangcheng, and there were not many people in Jiangcheng more powerful than the Pan family!
"3.3 billion!"
Yu Yongkang looked like a madman, gritting his teeth and squeezing out this number. If you want to add 100 million, he will also add 100 million. Let's see who is more ruthless!
"Four billion!"
The voice coming from above was still indifferent, as if the four billion was garbage on the roadside that could be thrown away at will.
Yu Yongkang was going crazy. Why did these people go against him? There was no movement before, but they made an offer just when he was about to succeed.
"Five billion!"
Yu Yongkang was blinded by anger, his eyes were red, and a roar came out of his throat.
The casual cultivators on the side were watching the fun and laughing their asses off. This guy was still fighting to the death with the top VIP. Didn’t the old man next to him tell him about this?
The person who can occupy the VIP room in this kind of auction is often the person with the highest net worth participating in the auction!
The knife is not sharp and the horse is too thin, what can you use to fight him!
Everyone present was watching the show silently, wondering how the plot would develop next.
Ye Feng did not continue to raise the price. Yu Yongkang seemed determined to fight to the end. He wanted to know how much money his father Yu Qiwei had promised him.
What price did the old man on the side offer to make Yu Yongkang and Yu Qiwei so crazy?
No matter what the price is, the more these two father and son offer, the better. Let's test the waters first:
"Five billion and ten million"
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. They thought Ye Feng would call out a price with an absolute advantage, at least one billion!
But Ye Feng only added 10 million. Could it be that he didn’t bring enough money and was already close to the upper limit?
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