Chapter 726: The Wealth-Spreading Girl



Can a great god create such a simple account?

Meeting someone who didn't play by the rules like this, the person in charge of Sky Auction House almost cried.

What's the point of the Saint Lady threatening? There are always people who are not afraid of threats. Is this how Yang Lan'er is domineering? Just throw out 10 billion, this is just playing with money!

Of course, the auction house's estimate was not entirely correct. After all, things are valuable because they are rare. Once there were too many potions, how could they all be sold at that price? But it was certain that she would make more money by throwing them away than she had just made.

Yang Lan'er's thinking process was a little slow. She had never thought that what she considered garbage was actually so valuable.

However, even if she realized that Yang Lan'er might do the same, she would still use intimidation and dominance in various ways, and the effect was astonishing.

After Yang Lan'er, it seemed like a window had opened in front of many people. They all played this way, but the effect was obviously not very good, because the "bribes" were not high enough and not attractive enough to make people excited, so naturally this additional condition was useless.

This bribe has to be something that people cannot refuse, like Yang Lan'er's current largesse.

The whole place was in complete silence. No matter whether it was those who stood to gain something or those who were just watching, everyone wanted to witness a miracle.

No one dared to speak at this time, for fear of being considered as making another bid, which would deprive all forces of their benefits.

Even though the saint was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, she managed to hold it back at this moment.

Anyone who dares to speak out will be in trouble with all the forces. It is obvious that everyone wants Yang Lan'er to give them the medicine, so the bribes offered in such a grand manner are nothing.

It would be strange if the saint didn't feel heartbroken after she had just used her trump card and offended everyone to buy the bottle of potion!

She had gone through so much trouble to get this thing, but now every major power has a bottle? Most importantly, it was distributed by the people she wanted to tear into pieces, which means that this thing is not rare at all in their hands!

The saint couldn't accept the fact that she spent a lot of money on something that others didn't care about, but treated it as a treasure.

Yang Lan'er seemed to sense the helplessness and resentment of the Sky Auction House, and she curled her lips: "The Sky Auction House also has it, respected auctioneer, if you drop the hammer earlier, you will have it too!"

"..." The people at the scene couldn't help but burst into tears. Is it really that much? Can they also have one? "Bang!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer with lightning speed and announced excitedly: "Two billion six hundred million gold coins, this fragment belongs to this noble man."

After shouting, I couldn't stop being excited. Emma, ​​more than 2 billion. Even if the quantity increases, the price will be reduced, but it will definitely not be reduced much.

Who knows, if you keep it for a while, it may appreciate in value.

Only a fool would not do such a thing that could make people rich overnight.

And, most importantly, the auctioneer knows that even if no one responds, Sky Auction will have to admit defeat. No matter how great Sky’s background is, it can do nothing if it encounters a great player or a wealthy person.

What's more, Sky Auction was involved in the matter of the legendary island. After Yang Lan'er was recognized by others at the beginning, Sky Auction House also learned the news.

Yang Lan'er curled the corners of her mouth and was in a good mood. She was completely unaware that in the eyes of others, she had become a money-giving virgin.

The matter was settled, and the Saintess had no choice but to say to Yang Lan'er, "Lord God of Law is showing favoritism, right? Why is there no one in the Hall of Light?"

Yang Lan'er found it funny. This saint was trying to change the concept. She clearly bought the potion herself, but now she said it was from the Hall of Light. Her behavior of not giving face to the Hall of Light was obviously provocative, and that would be a serious matter.

Moreover, the saint revealed Yang Lan'er's strength in one sentence, and there were obvious gasps at the scene.

Originally they were wondering who was so awesome that he could show off his wealth like this without fear of being robbed. Now their thoughts were confirmed, and they were all surprised and felt it was natural.

No wonder he could come up with so many incredible potions without hiding anything.

However, when the saint girl just mentioned the Dharma God, they didn't understand.

Among the three known gods of magic, one is the president of the Magic Guild, one is the Holy Emperor of Light, and the remaining one is a free man. But it is obvious that all three gods of magic are old men.

The voice clearly sounded like that of a young girl. Where did this god of law come from? However, this matter was so big, and with the approval of the saint and the tacit approval of other forces, no one questioned it. It was just a little strange. Could it be that the eighth god-level figure already existed? Everyone knew that there must be hidden masters on this continent, but without confirmed news, they just pretended not to know.

This sudden certainty made many people excited.

Yang Lan'er chuckled, thinking that the Saint was indeed confused by anger. Could such words accuse her of being disrespectful to the God of Light? She looked so stupid, so easy to talk to? Wasn't it just a substitution? Did they think she couldn't do it? Yang Lan'er didn't have any sense of being a God of Law, nor did she have the idea of ​​being high and mighty and caring about face the most. She only felt that anyone who tried to upset her should be more upset than her, so that she would feel comfortable.

So Yang Lan'er replied calmly: "Didn't Guangming Hall just get a bottle? Don't be greedy. How many god-level figures does Guangming Hall want?"

Since the Saint dared to say that, Yang Lan'er naturally blamed the potion on the Hall of Light without any hesitation. In the end, the Saint left it to herself. Haha, that also took some effort.

After all, in the Hall of Light, the Saint seems to be the only one in power, but in fact there are some old people who are loyal to the Holy Emperor of Light, or directly loyal to the God of Light, and they must be dissatisfied with the Saint's behavior.

If not for this, the Saint would have been able to take full charge of the Palace of Light long ago.

If the saint could bring the fragment of light back, perhaps she would have a reason to keep the potion for herself.

But now she didn't have the fragments, and she said in front of so many people that the potion belonged to the Hall of Light. What reason could she have to keep it for herself when she returned? You know, the Hall of Light was not short of experts, such as the Sage of Magic and the Fighting Saint, and it was the most powerful of all the forces.

How long will it take for the Saint to reach the Great Perfection? A Great Perfection master may appear in the Hall of Light at any time, and his qualifications will be much older than the Saint. According to the principle of the order, the Saint will naturally not be able to stay.

So, when the Saint heard Yang Lan'er's words, she was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered this, and she had already dealt with her anger.

From the very beginning, she treated this potion as her own and never thought about it having anything to do with the Hall of Light.

To others, it sounded like the Hall of Light was just greedy, especially the many forces, who were naturally somewhat dissatisfied.


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