Chapter 051 The bloody auction
People in the ordinary seats were talking among themselves as they watched the excitement.
"How much do you think this drop of devil's blood will fetch?"
"I bet ten spirit stones that this drop of demon blood can be auctioned for more than 2 million."
"Then I bet that this drop of demon blood will not be sold for 2 million spirit stones."
"I'll give you ten Spirit Stones, more than 200."
"I'll give you 20 Spiritual Stones, less than 2 million."
Suddenly, people in the ordinary seats started gambling on the spot, making the place extremely lively.
"One million spirit stones."
"One million and two hundred thousand spirit stones."
Sure enough, the big guys in the VIP seats started to fight each other, and the people in the ordinary seats below watched the excitement nervously. Although they were only gambling a few dozen spirit stones, for many people it was equivalent to a business worth hundreds of millions.
In the blink of an eye, the bid had reached 1.6 million spirit stones.
At this moment, there were only two people still bidding, and they were both in the VIP room on the fifth floor.
The City Lord Dugu introduced slowly, "The one on our left is the elder of the Medicine Sect. He wants this devil blood to use it as medicine. The one on our right is the son of the head of the Danyang Sect. He has been gifted since he was young and is very good at refining pills. In this Spirit Realm Continent, apart from the Immortal Venerable Guizong Mingyi, he is a rare chess player. He wants this devil blood to refine pills."
The elder of the Medicine Sect spoke, stroking his graying beard and saying, "My dear nephew, why don't you let me take over?"
"I'm sorry, Elder Tang." The young master of Danyang Sect stood up and saluted to the Medicine Master opposite him, "My nephew is refining a furnace of elixir and is in need of this blood."
Yao Lao laughed and said, "It seems there is no room for negotiation?"
The young master of Danyang Gate said, "Tang Lao, why don't we each rely on our own abilities?"
Yao Lao sighed and said, "I bid three million spirit stones for the meat Ganoderma lucidum. Now I don't have any extra spirit stones to bid for the devil blood."
The young master of Danyang Sect said indifferently: "Then my nephew can only say thank you."
Yao Lao still had a chuckle on his face. "But my nephew just kept raising the price so that I could bid for the Ganoderma Lucidum at a high price of 3 million spirit stones. I have always remembered it in my heart, and I will definitely thank you very much this time."
After that, Mr. Tang continued to raise the price: "1.8 million spiritual stones."
The young master of Danyang Sect came here specifically for the devil blood.
The previous fight with Old Tang for the meat and Ganoderma was just intentional, in order to make it so that Old Yao would not have enough spirit stones to compete with him for the devil blood.
Even if Mr. Tang found out, so what? That’s the rule of the auction. Anyone can bid, and the highest bidder wins.
The young master of Danyang Sect brought six million spirit stones with him this time. He had only bid for the price before, but up to this moment, he had not spent a single spirit stone. He was indeed very wealthy and generous. He directly bid, "Two million spirit stones."
Elder Tang: "2.4 million spiritual stones."
Young Master of Danyang Sect: "2.8 million spirit stones."
Mr. Tang couldn't bid any higher, so the host asked excitedly, "Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"
The young master of Danyang Clan looked around confidently, thinking that the magic blood was settled, but at this moment, the city lord stood up and said, "This city lord offers 3 million spirit stones."
The young master of Danyang Sect looked at the city lord in surprise, saluted first, and then said: "I'm sorry to offend the city lord. I must get this demon blood today."
The city lord looked at the young master of Danyang Gate and said sternly, "No need to apologize. The auction house rules are that the highest bidder wins. Even if I am the city lord, I still have to abide by the rules. Please make your bid."
The young master of Danyang Sect: "I'll offer 3.5 million spirit stones."
Xiao Jing, who was behind the city lord, secretly transmitted the message to the city lord: "4 million spiritual stones."
The city lord replied: "4 million spirit stones."
Shen Wuyan's heart was trembling, 4 million...
The young master of Danyang Sect gritted his teeth and said, "Five million spirit stones."
Xiao Jing sent a voice message: "6 million spiritual stones."
The young master of the Danyang Sect actually only brought 6 million spirit stones this time, but he was not willing to give up. The only thing he needed to refine the elixir this time was the demon blood. As long as he succeeded in refining it, he would surely make a sensation in the entire Spirit Realm Continent and become the most powerful alchemist in the entire Spirit Realm Continent.
Then Song Mingyi of Lingyun Sect would no longer be the world's number one alchemist.
The young master of Danyang Sect had sinister eyes and said unwillingly: "Yu'xi'jia 7 million spirit stones."
City Lord Dugu was surprised. Generally, auction houses would strictly check the assets. If he remembered correctly, the highest asset of the young master of Danyang Sect was 6 million spirit stones. Where did he get 7 million spirit stones?
Or did he just want to deliberately drive up the auction price?
Xiao Jing chuckled, "It's okay, it's only 7 million spirit stones. No matter how much he adds, please ask the city lord to add another million spirit stones."
Shen Wuyan was anxious: How can it be okay? That's his money. Now that he knows that the other party deliberately raised the auction price, he still continues to increase the price. Isn't that a fool?
Dugu City Lord confirmed and asked: "Are you sure?"
Xiao Jing replied: "Thank you for your hard work, City Lord."
The city lord shouted, "8 million spirit stones."
The people watching the excitement below were shocked.
"Oh my god, it's already 8 million spirit stones. I'm so rich."
"Don't you think about it? That's the city lord. The city lord has a lot of money. Eight million spirit stones is just a piece of cake. But the man who competed with the city lord for the demon blood is really brave."
"Do you think that person will add more money?"
"This is the city lord. Who can beat him? I would definitely give up."
What Xiao Jing just said to the city lord was not conveyed privately, so the young master of Danyang Gate downstairs heard it clearly.
It was at that moment that he realized that the city lord was helping someone else to bid.
The young master of Danyang Sect snorted coldly at the man who dared to steal his things, and continued to raise the price: "9 million spirit stones."
Dugu City Lord: "10 million spiritual stones."
Young Master of Danyang Sect: "12 million spirit stones."
Dugu City Lord: "13 million spiritual stones."
Young Master of Danyang Sect: "14 million spirit stones."
"It's already 14 million Spiritual Stones!! It's a record, this is the highest price ever."
"The owner of this demon blood has made a fortune."
"That's right, that's right..."
"Hey, the city lord has raised the price again. It's 15 million spirit stones now."
"Just kidding, that's the city lord."
The young master of Danyang Gate mocked Xiao Jing behind the city lord as a fool in his heart. At the same time, he continued to raise the price while leisurely drinking tea, "16 million spirit stones."
The disciples around the young master of Danyang Sect were stunned and stammered, "Young Master, we, we don't have so many spirit stones."
The young master of Danyang Sect snorted coldly, "Idiot, did I say I wanted the devil's blood?"
The disciple asked in confusion: "You don't want it? Then what price are you bidding?" And it was a sky-high price.
Of course, he would make the person who dared to compete with him for the devil's blood lose everything. The young master of Danyang Sect raised his lips with ill intentions, "We are just competing for fun, what's wrong?"
Another disciple asked worriedly, "Young Master, aren't you afraid that he won't raise the price anymore?"
"Wait." The young master of Danyang Gate drank tea and ate snacks with confidence, and he was sure that the city lord would raise the price.
The city lord on the other side was about to speak, but Xiao Jing stopped him, "No need, city lord. I suddenly don't want that demon blood anymore. Just give it to the young hero of Danyang Sect."
The young knight of Danyang Gate who was waiting to raise the price: "......?"