However, Miao Qingqing, who was standing by, remained calm and responded softly, "Junior Sister, even if Meng Qiang gave us a discount, with our financial resources, can we afford the price of his magic tools?"
The little Lolita, who was originally furious and jumping up and down, suddenly stopped moving as if she was cast under a spell after hearing these words.
She slumped in the chair like a deflated balloon.
He muttered to himself: "I can't afford...to buy......" His voice became lower and lower, as if he had lost all his strength.
Miao Qingqing didn't say anything more. They had already taken advantage of the old lady yesterday.
Miao Qingqing's goal today is talisman paper and protective magic tools.
Meng Feng was secretly glad and was about to open his mouth to thank the other party when he suddenly heard a loud shout from the other side. The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire venue.
All he heard was the servant on the other side yelling at the top of his lungs, "One thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones!"
This sentence was like a bombshell dropped into the crowd, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue.
Everyone was shocked and began to whisper to each other, with discussions rising one after another.
"Wow, the fight has started! The fight has started!" someone shouted excitedly.
"I wonder which big sect is so wealthy and powerful?" another person asked curiously.
"The weather is getting colder, and things are going to change for the five major sects." Some even sighed worriedly.
For a moment, there was an uproar inside and outside the venue, and people's eyes were focused on that room, expecting what amazing things would happen next.
At this moment, Meng Meng was stunned by the scene in front of him. He had never expected that the other party would quote such a staggering price.
The problem that I thought could be easily solved has now become increasingly complicated and difficult...
At this moment, Elder Fang from the Sword Sect smiled slightly, then waved his arm gently to signal the servant to close the anti-peeping formation that originally covered his room.
"Hahahahahaha..." A hearty laugh came from Elder Fang. He looked intently at the room whose price had just been increased.
He said loudly, "Elder Changsun, please stop being so obsessed with taking what others love!"
Hearing this, Changsun Yingyue was immediately furious. She widened her eyes and scolded, "How dare you, Fang, speak nonsense and slander me!"
After saying that, she also quickly turned off her anti-peeping array to express her dissatisfaction and protest against this groundless accusation.
Immediately afterwards, there was movement from the Dan Sect.
A Danzong disciple stepped forward and said, "Elder Meng has put forward such an attractive offer. If it were our Danzong, we would definitely agree to it without hesitation."
As soon as he finished speaking, the anti-peeping formation in Danzong's room was also closed.
At this point, among the many forces at the scene, only the Poison Sect still maintained the anti-spam formation.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the room, and they couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the Poison Sect is being generous this time?
However, facing the strange looks from everyone around, Miao Qingqing of the Poison Sect sighed softly, shook her head slowly, and finally closed the anti-spy array in the room. She responded softly, "Please don't misunderstand me. This was not done by the Poison Sect."
Everyone downstairs turned their eyes to where Danzong was.
"One, two, three, four, five..." someone counted in a low voice.
"All five major sects are here! So, which sect is constantly raising the price?"
This question exploded like a thunder in the crowd, triggering another round of commotion and heated discussion.
The people downstairs were excited and whispering to each other, and the scene became noisy again.
The five major sects on the second floor were equally shocked, wondering: When did such a wealthy and high-profile sect emerge? Why did we know nothing about it?
However, the mysterious room remained silent, as if unaware of the noise outside.
At this moment, the auctioneer lowered his head again and glanced at the precious magic weapon placed downstairs.
The auctioneer then shouted, "One thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones for the second time! Anyone else want to bid?"
Her voice echoed throughout the spacious hall.
After a brief silence, a firm voice rang out: "One thousand six hundred high-grade spirit stones!" This offer made everyone present gasp, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.
He clenched his fists tightly, his palms slightly sweating, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness and desire.
This magic weapon is too important to him, and he is unwilling to give it up easily.
Just as everyone was holding their breath, the voice of the servant in the room came like thunder: "Two thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
The entire venue suddenly fell into silence, and everyone was shocked by this astonishing number and was speechless.
"Two thousand high-grade spirit stones? This is too exaggerated!!!"
Meng Meng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. You know, this amount of wealth is enough to buy two third-level healing pills, or even revive a person twice! ! ! !
He stared at the auction table with wide eyes, his face filled with disbelief, wondering inwardly: Who is the person in that room? How could he be so wealthy and powerful, and so determined to get this magical weapon?
Thinking of this, he shook his head fiercely and helplessly, then sat back down on the stool with a heavy plop.
At this moment, he finally understood that the other party was not short of money at all, and was coming for this magic weapon.
At this moment, the auctioneer's voice sounded again: "Two thousand high-grade spirit stones at a time."
The entire venue suddenly fell into silence, and no one dared to bid easily.
After all, such a price is far beyond the affordability of most people.
Then, the auctioneer called out the second bid: "Two thousand high-grade spirit stones twice."
There was still no response, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.
When the third bid was made, still no one responded.
Upon seeing this, the auctioneer announced loudly: "Two thousand high-grade spirit stones three times!" As the last word came out, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers.
"Deal! Congratulations to our gold medal customer on the second floor for successfully buying a pair of Thor's hammers!" the auctioneer shouted excitedly.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the mysterious room on the second floor, trying to find out who the owner was.
However, the room remained silent, as if all the noise from the outside world had nothing to do with them.
Inside the room, Yang Yichen stood behind his senior brother, stretched out his hands and gently pinched his shoulders.
Guan Mu and Guan Lin sat on Qianxun's left and right, carefully massaging his legs.
"Senior Brother, what do you think of my strength?" Yang Yichen asked with a flattering look on his face, inserting the fan behind his neck.
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