"The second item on the lot is a fifth-grade Qi Restoration Pill. Just one pill can quickly restore Qi."

"And here, there is a full bottle of thirty pieces. It is definitely a must-have medicine when you go out!"

"The starting price for a bottle is only 60,000 spirit stones. Likewise, every bid will be no less than 1,000 spirit stones."

Hearing that it was a Qi Restoration Pill, the atmosphere on the field became even more intense. What's more, it was a fifth-grade pill that could be used by a monk who transformed into a god. This immediately aroused everyone's bidding.

soon.

The price soared to 200,000, and it still showed no signs of stopping.

After all, one pill of this kind is enough to turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment, let alone one bottle here!

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!!"

"Two hundred and seventy thousand!!!"

...

But soon, as the price approached 300,000, the number of bidders gradually decreased, and only a few business houses and families were still competing fiercely.

At this moment, a price came out again in Han Shengbin's box.

"Four hundred thousand spirit stones!" A faint voice came out, and the increase directly exceeded one hundred thousand spirit stones.

"Hiss!!!" Hearing Han Shengbin's bid, there was a sudden gasp in the venue, and everyone looked at the box where the other person was sitting in surprise.

Even the representatives of the business firms and families frowned, but faced with such a high price, they decisively gave up the intention of bidding. They could only focus on the box where Han Shengbin was sitting, venting their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

However, the next thirteen lots were sold at a premium, and each one was won by Han Shengbin.

In the center of the venue, there was no smile on Ye Xuewu's face. Her face was as cold as ice, making people feel chilly.

The next moment.

There was suddenly a hint of cunning in Ye Xuewu's eyes.

"The next lot is something I bought from a stall at the trade fair a few days ago."

"It looks very beautiful, but in fact it is just an ordinary eighth-grade decorative sword."

"The starting price is 50,000 spirit stones. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than 10,000."

As she said that, there was a sword in Ye Xuewu's hand. Everyone could see clearly that she took it out from her space ring.

The entire venue instantly became silent, and Chen Qiang was even more stunned, because he also had a sword, which was sold by the old man at the stall.

"Is she crazy? Selling this broken sword for 50,000 yuan?"

"Wait! Does she want to..."

Subconsciously, Chen Qiang looked at the box where Han Shengbin was.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Sure enough, for such a decorated sword that no one cares about, Han Shengbin asked for 100,000 yuan.

"Is this the legendary inhumanity? This Ye Xuewu is a bit interesting."

"I want to see how it ends in the end."

Chen Qiang suddenly realized that Han Shengbin might be a real licker, but Ye Xuewu really had no intention of hanging on him.

As the auction progressed, the buzz nearby gradually became louder and louder.

"Is Mr. Han crazy? He actually spent millions of spiritual stones to buy such a pile of scrap metal in a short period of time?"

"I don't know if he is crazy or not, but I am going crazy. I wanted to take advantage of the Wanbao Tower auction to buy some good things, but now I see no chance."

"You...oh, forget it, why am I the same!"

"I can only say that today's young people are really good at playing, and Han Shengbin is really rich!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" In the private room, Han Shengbin bid again and bought a small round mirror that Ye Xuewu bought at a shop in Nanxi City.

"Very good, next one!"

"The gift I bought from an old man is a candlestick. The starting price is 150,000!"

There was a chill in Ye Xuewu's eyes, as if you want to play, I will accompany you to the end.

However, when the candlestick appeared, Chen Qiang's heart skipped a beat.

It looked so familiar to him. This candlestick was exactly the same as the one he got from the old man's stall!

Not surprisingly, Ye Xuewu's must have come from the old man's stall.

Without any time to think about it, Chen Qiang immediately quoted: "One hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones!"

The sudden sound of another bid shocked everyone at the scene. No one expected that after such a long time, a bidder would actually appear.

The key is to compete for such a mediocre candlestick. Everyone's eyes are scanning the area around Chen Qiang.

However, everyone knows that Han Shengbin will soon quote a new price and win the candlestick in a crushing manner.

But what no one expected was that when Ye Xuewu heard that someone else was bidding, the corner of Ye Xuewu's mouth curled up in a wonderful arc.

Then, with lightning speed, he said decisively: "One hundred and fifty thousand, one, two, three, deal!"

The whole audience was shocked, and when the candlestick was indeed delivered to Chen Qiang's place, this move completely caused an uproar on the scene. This was also the first time for them to participate in such a magical auction!

"Mr. Ying, find out who made the bid just now, and get the candlestick back to me after the auction ends."

In the box, Han Shengbin's mood was low. He looked down indifferently and casually gave instructions to the old servant behind him.

"Yes, young master." The old servant responded immediately and then retreated.

The entire venue was in complete chaos because the auction items finally became normal.

And, as long as you bid, you can get it!

Everyone went crazy, fearing that they would be delayed for a moment and hand over this rare opportunity to others.

The busiest person turned out to be Han Shengbin. However, if anything was snatched away without him reporting the price first, he ordered his subordinates to recycle it after the auction.

But these have nothing to do with Chen Qiang. The candlestick he just got is the other half of the Immortal Sword Duere Sword Grid.

When he combined the two into one, "The Record of Famous Swords" once again felt the familiar sense of urgency to include it.

On that page, there was an additional sentence: The quality of the earth, immortality, and heaven, the sword style of the sword to overcome the calamity.

This unique auction finally came to an end. Those who had gained something had left happily, while those who had gained nothing regretted that their final bids were too slow.

After leaving the auction venue, Chen Qiang went directly to the beach and took out a jade whistle. He had no intention of blowing it, but played with it in his hand.

Under the moonlight, the sea surface is as quiet as a lake, with only the slight sound of waves and "swishing".

Under the moonlight, Chen Qiang admired the sea level and enjoyed it, as if he was waiting for something.

Sudden!

A terrifying coercion descended, sealing off Chen Qiang's surroundings, followed by a figure slowly walking out of the woods.

"Coming?" Looking at the figure appearing on the beach, Chen Qiang was not surprised at all.

Because he had already guessed that after the auction, Han Shengbin would definitely send someone to cause trouble for him. In the memory of the dead guard before, he had done too many such things.
Chapter completed!