There was a loud "bang".
"The cattail leaf fan is a top-grade spiritual artifact. The starting price is one low-grade spiritual stone. Each bid must not be less than one low-grade spiritual stone. The auction begins now!"
Everyone was a little hesitant.
You look at me and I look at you.
There is some uncertainty.
"Then I'll offer one low-grade spirit stone."
Finally someone tried to say this.
Mr. Zhong smiled slightly.
"Okay, this friend is offering a low-grade spirit stone. Is there anyone who can offer a higher grade?"
When everyone heard this, they were stunned.
Oh shit, is this for real?
"You want to buy a high-grade spiritual tool with just one low-grade spiritual stone? That's just wishful thinking! I'll give you two!"
"Are you an idiot? You dare to show up and make a fool of yourself with just two low-grade spirit stones? I'll give you ten!"
"Eighty dollars!"
"Three hundred dollars!"
“…”
As the auction proceeded in full swing.
The prices called out at the auction are getting higher and higher.
Just for a moment.
The price reached ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.
The people in the box have not called out a price yet.
They knew that these were just minor incidents.
"Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones? You can't even buy a high-grade magic weapon, and you still want to buy a high-grade spirit weapon? I'll give you one hundred thousand!"
A fat man who looked like a nouveau riche stood up with his fat arms raised high.
One hundred thousand?
Many people present were hesitant.
One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.
For the monks in Guanlan City.
It is definitely not a small number.
After all, their highest level is only the Purple Mansion realm.
Above the Dan Palace realm, there will be sects vying to win you over, so naturally the wealth cannot be underestimated.
"I'll give you 120,000!"
The thin man said this while gritting his teeth.
One hundred and twenty thousand was already the limit he could bear.
The fat man smiled contemptuously.
"You dare to show off your mere 120,000 yuan? I'll give you 200,000 yuan!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
This price really shocked everyone.
They don't know the specific value of a top-grade spiritual weapon.
But they knew that two hundred thousand was definitely a high price.
For a moment, the price called out by the fat man made no one in the hall dare to bid anymore.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhong remained calm.
He looked up at the three boxes.
I thought, if you don't take action, there will be no point in this.
It seems that I have to push you a little.
"This friend has offered two hundred thousand! Is there a higher price than this? Next, I will count down three numbers. If there is no higher price than two hundred thousand, then the top-grade spiritual weapon will belong to this friend! Three, two..."
Mr. Zhong had not yet uttered the word "one".
“Three hundred thousand!”
A private room was the first to call out the price.
Mr. Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that this was the price asked by the Suoxian Sect.
The fat man looked down upon the world, and he didn't care who was in the box.
"Five hundred thousand!"
The fat man stretched out five fingers and shouted loudly.
There was disdain in his eyes.
Humph! Is it so great to be able to sit in a box?
Once I buy this top-grade spiritual weapon and I’m strong enough, I can also sit in a private room!
"One million!"
Fengshang in the box was furious when he saw the fat man's contemptuous look.
Do you really think that I, the Suoxianmen, am easy to bully?
How dare a mere upstart look down on my Locking Immortal Sect?
How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon?
The price of one million was announced.
The fat man suddenly became dispirited.
It's true that he is a nouveau riche, but his total assets are less than one million.
Feeling disappointed, the fat man slowly sat down.
This time he realized that he was still a long way from sitting in the box.
There was no one bidding in the lobby.
Mr. Zhong glanced at the other two boxes.
The countdown begins.
In the box where Long Feifan and Ning Feng were.
"Feng'er, add another 100,000." Long Feifan said.
"One million and one hundred thousand!"
Ning Feng shouted.
Next door to them.
Dan Chen was a little anxious.
"Master, it's 1.1 million. When will the bid be placed?"
After all, Wang Defa is in charge this time.
Dan Chen did not dare to make the decision on his own.
"Why rush? Wait until we get two million before adding more."
Wang Defa waved his hands, looking unperturbed by praise or criticism.
He still had about 3 million low-grade spirit stones on him.
If he just raised the price like this, he could easily get it.
"Two million!"
Feng Shang waved his hand and shouted again.
A top-grade spiritual weapon, this time the Immortal Locking Sect must obtain it!
No matter how much it costs, I must buy the top-grade spiritual weapon!
The corner of Wang Defa's mouth twitched.
This group of people don’t play by the rules!
"Master, it's two million now. Shall we bid?"
Dan Chen asked Wang Defa.
He had just finished speaking.
Ning Feng's voice sounded again.
"Three million!"
Suddenly, the limit of Wang Defa’s personal assets was reached.
Wang Defa almost vomited blood.
"Dan Chen, how many spirit stones do you have?"
he asked hurriedly.
"I originally had 6 million, and I rebuilt the Alchemy Hall overnight, which cost 2 million, so I have 4 million left."
Dan Chen said thoughtfully.
Wang Defa breathed a sigh of relief.
Four million, plus my own three million, a total of seven million, should be enough...
"Four million!"
Feng Shang shouted again.
After calling out the price this time, he added another sentence.
"I want this top-grade spiritual weapon from the Immortal Suo Sect. I hope you can give me some face by selling it to me."
Locking Immortal Gate?
Then everyone understood.
No wonder he is so generous.
It turned out to be the Suoxian Gate that governs Guanlan City.
"What's so great about the Locking Immortal Sect? My Wind and Thunder Sect will offer five million!"
This time it was Long Feifan who called the price himself.
Feng Shang recognized Long Feifan's voice.
He was well aware of the grudge between Fenglei Sect and Suoxian Sect.
"It turned out to be Sect Master Long. Sect Master Long traveled thousands of miles, but he was able to appear in Guanlan City. He is really fast!" Feng Shang said with sarcasm, and then continued to shout, "I will give you 6 million from the Locking Immortal Sect!"
hiss……
Six million.
This is a number that no one present dared to even think about.
The sect is worthy of being a sect.
Even a declining third-rank sect is so wealthy.
Wang De was stunned.
That’s already six million?
I only have seven million in total.
Moreover, with the existence of Junior Master in the Locking Immortal Sect, they are actually thinking of bidding for a top-grade spiritual weapon?
Could it be that Junior Master wanted it?
Yes!
It must be what Junior Master wants!
If I took a picture of this top-grade spiritual weapon.
Then give it to my junior uncle.
From now on, Lan'er will have a smooth journey in Locking Immortal Gate.
Moreover, Lingyun Pavilion can also establish a good relationship with Junior Master Uncle.
Junior Master has gained such strength after ten years of practice.
As the saying goes, a golden unicorn cannot stay in a pond. Once it encounters wind and cloud, it will turn into a dragon!
In the future, Lingyun Pavilion might have to rely on Junior Uncle-Master.
It’s decided!
"I am Lingyun Pavilion, offering seven million!"
Wang Defa shouted.
He is very confident.
After all, who in Yunzhou doesn’t know the name of Lingyun Pavilion?
The title of Yunzhou's number one sect is not undeserved.
Lingyun Pavilion?
Seven million?
The whole audience was boiling.
"It's actually Lingyun Pavilion!"
"I didn't expect that Lingyun Pavilion also took a fancy to the top-grade spiritual weapon! Doesn't Lingyun Pavilion have a top-grade spiritual weapon?"
"Are you stupid? Who would complain about having too many top-grade spiritual weapons?"
at the same time.
In the other two boxes.
"Elder Feng, the people from Lingyun Pavilion have taken action. Should we continue?"
Yu Yuanhao was a little confused.
Lingyun Pavilion is an existence they cannot afford to offend.
Feng Shang gritted his teeth.
He thought about the current situation of the Locking Immortal Sect.
“Continue!” He gritted his teeth and said, “Even if it’s Lingyun Pavilion, it can’t stop our Suoxian Sect from rising! Junior Master’s strength has reached the Return to Void stage, which is not inferior to Lingyun Pavilion. If he has a top-grade spiritual weapon in hand, he won’t be at a disadvantage even if he faces Lingyun Pavilion.”
Yu Yuanhao nodded.
He felt that Fengshang was right.
"I am the Suoxian Sect, and I am offering you eight million for this top-grade spiritual weapon. The Suoxian Sect is determined to get it!"
Yu Yuanhao raised the price again.
Wang De was confused.
Junior master uncle.
Is this necessary for you?
So cruel?
"Since the Immortal Locking Sect has made up its mind, I, Lingyun Pavilion, will withdraw from this auction."
Wang Defa said.
Although I want to give it to my junior uncle myself.
But Junior Master Uncle doesn't seem to be here.
If I raise the price again, it would be a bit ungrateful.
What's more, even if Dan Chen's spirit stones were added, he would not have the capital to bid any more.
It would be better to just announce that you give up and give your junior master some face.
Long Feifan's face looked a little gloomy.
He could hear Wang Defa's attitude, which seemed to be giving face to the Suoxian Sect.
"Master, what should we do? Should we continue filming?"
Ning Feng looked at Long Feifan with confusion.
After all, Lingyun Pavilion gave up.
If they take pictures again, they might be seen as ungrateful.
“Shoot! The Junior Master from the Immortal Locking Sect is from the Demonic Path. They are in such urgent need of a top-grade spiritual weapon, it must be what the Junior Master wants.
"We must take the top-grade spiritual weapon and never let him get it, otherwise we will never be able to destroy the Immortal Locking Sect!"
Long Feifan clenched his fists.
"The law enforcement elder has just sent us spirit stones. All the assets of our Fenglei Sect add up to about 10 million. Can we add another 1 million?"
Ning Feng looked at Long Feifan and asked.
He wasn't very sure.
After all, the Suoxianmen has already offered eight million, and they are not sure where the Suoxianmen's bottom line is.
"No, just add two million and say ten million! I'm sure that the Immortal Locking Sect can't come up with so many spirit stones."
Long Feifan said affirmatively.
"good!"
Ning Feng nodded.
"I am the Fenglei Sect, and I offer you 10 million!"
Ten million!
This is ten million!
A full ten million, what does that mean?
In the lobby, the highest realm is in the eyes of the cultivators at the Purple Mansion stage.
They truly realized the value of a top-grade spiritual weapon!
Feng Shang and Yu Yuanhao's expressions changed.
The Suoxianmen cannot come up with ten million.
Eight million is also all the savings of the Suoxian Sect.
Even within these eight million miles, there are still offerings from these elders over the years.
"Elder Feng, this is the only thing we can do now!"
Yu Yuanhao's face looked a little ugly.
He didn't expect that he would actually have to put forward this condition in the end.
There was a madness in Fengshang's eyes.
"At this point, there is no other way!"