During the auction, Wu Heng was obviously very nervous and sweat broke out on his forehead.
As for other people, such as Ling'er and A San and A Si... the same is true.
"You seem to be very nervous." Fang Yu said.
"After all, we are just domestic slaves." Wu Heng whispered.
Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.
"If you bid later, you may be maliciously raised by those Tian Clans... Even if you are lucky enough to be auctioned, you will be wary of being targeted by the Tian Clans... Alas." Wu Heng sighed again.
"Do they still dare to rob it clearly?" Fang Yu asked.
"To us families... they dare to do anything." Wu Heng said heavy.
The auction is underway.
Judging from the scene, the whole process was very calm and there was no such situation of biting each other.
During this process, Fang Yu knew that the currency in the Genji Dynasty was named Tianjing.
After a while, the auctioneer on the stage presented a small wooden box.
When the box is opened, there is a white and transparent pill inside.
"I believe you all know what this is...the immortal pill!" The auctioneer said, "Today there are twelve immortal pills that can be sold on the stage. Those who need it... can bid, and we will auction it in batches."
"Twelve..." Wu Heng showed joy on his face.
The more immortal pills he builds, the lower the chances of what he is worried about happening.
Sure enough, the same is true at the auction.
The many monks of the Heavenly Clan present did not seem very enthusiastic about building immortal pills.
Of course, you still need to bid, but the price is not high. Just like forming a tacit understanding, each one was sold at the price of 10,000 Tianjing.
When it comes to the twelfth, no one even bids.
It was at this time that Wu Heng dared to raise his hand and shouted a price: "Ten thousand Tianjing!"
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, even if no one bids, he will not lower the price. Anyway, the market price of the immortal pill has always been relatively transparent, and the head of the family also gave him a budget of 10,000 yuan.
Wu Heng just wanted to get the immortal pill and leave here immediately.
Places like Datong Ancient City... make them feel extremely stressed and extremely unfriendly.
The scene was originally quiet.
But when the sound of bidding came from the group of slaves standing behind them, many Tianshi looked back and looked at it, with doubts in their eyes.
"Ten thousand heavenly crystals once..."
When the auctioneer saw that the one who was bidding was a slave, he was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses and began to count down.
"twice……"
Wu Heng was extremely nervous.
Don’t make trouble! Don’t have any accidents!
His heart was praying.
"Three times, the deal!"
The auctioneer counted down and announced the results.
Wu Heng and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I took a picture of the immortal building pill.
What I have to do afterwards is to quickly leave Datong Ancient City, return to Zhenyuan City, and hand over the immortal pills.
In this way, the task is successfully completed.
"Slow down."
But at this moment, someone suddenly spoke.
A luxuriously dressed monk of the Heavenly Clan stood up and said with a sneer: "How could a family take away the Immortal Pills when we are there?"
"I will pay 10,100 Heavenly Crystals, give me this immortal elixir, although it won't be used for the time being." The cultivator of the Heavenly Clan spoke.
As soon as these words were spoken, many Tiange tribes present showed a joking smile on their faces.
Playing with these human animals is one of their daily fun.
The auctioneer was stunned for a moment and recognized the identity of the Heavenly Clan monk.
Datong Ancient City, the direct descendant of the Yuanlong family, Yuanlong fortune!
In fact, from the end of his countdown, the auction of the Immortal Pill ended.
Bidding is invalid now.
However, on one hand are the powerful children of the Heavenly Clan, and on the other hand are the slaves of the Human Clan.
There is no need to make a choice at all.
"Young Master Yuanlong bid for 10,100 Day Crystals, once!" the auctioneer immediately shouted.
As soon as the voice came out, Wu Heng and his companions at the back of the venue all turned pale.
I thought it was over...
But unexpectedly, the auctioneer completely ignored the previous calls and continued the auction.
In this way...
"Stay bidding. If we compete, the higher the price will be. Don't say I bully you." Yuan Long turned his head and looked in Wu Heng's direction, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Wu Heng's face was pale and he had no courage to look at Yuan Longyun and lowered his head.
He clenched his fists with both hands, but he quickly let go again.
He was angry, but he knew... he didn't even have the qualification to be angry.
"Isn't it possible that there are only 10,000 Tianjings here in total, there are not more than 200?" Yuan Longyun's hand appeared in his hand and shook it gently.
A burst of laughter rang out in the venue.
Even the many slaves standing behind also looked at Wu Hengzuo with ridiculed eyes.
In their opinion, Wu Heng deserves to bid at this time.
Since you are a slave, just be a good thing that a slave should do. What price should you pay?
Is this an occasion where a slave can speak?
"Miss Second Miss, they are the slaves just now."
At this time, in a separate box on the second floor of the venue, Si Nanxin sat crossing her legs, holding her chin with her hands, and looking at Fang Yu's direction with great interest.
"I saw it." Si Nanxin smiled and said, "Let me see if this slave is still as brainless as before."
"Ten thousand, one hundred twice!"
On the stage, the auctioneer continued to count down.
Wu Heng lowered his head, surrounded by sarcastic gazes and laughter.
"Well, kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, and call me dad, and I will transfer the immortal elixir to you, how about it?" Yuan Longyun said with a smile.
As he said that, he also glanced at the location of the private room where Si Nanxin was.
In fact, the reason why he suddenly stood up and went out was to show himself in front of Si Nanxin.
I teased my family slave and won the long-loving Miss Si Nan's second smile, which was a success for him.
Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Wu Heng again.
Especially other domestic slaves.
They were as if they were watching a show and were gloating.
"It's boring for Young Master Yuanlong to play like this. I want to see him slap a few mouths!"
"That's right, what's the point of just kneeling down?"
"Oh, it's boring..."
Many monks of the Heavenly Clan shook their heads and were a little disappointed.
In their opinion, Wu Heng would definitely kneel down, and dignity is nothing to the slaves.
Wu Heng looked at Yuan Longyun, bent his knees and was about to kneel down.
But at this time, Fang Yu, who was standing beside him, said, "I want to bid."
As soon as this said, everyone turned their attention to Fang Yu again.
They looked surprised, wondering why Fang Yu dared to speak at this time.
Yuan Longyun frowned.
What happened today? Are these slaves going to make a comeback?
"How much do you want to bid?" asked the auctioneer on the stage.
"Ten thousand Tianjing is the price of the previous transaction, not much." Fang Yu looked at Yuan Longyun and said, "What this guy said is all bullshit, and he can't count it."
After hearing this, both the monks of the Heavenly Clan and the slaves in the venue changed their faces.
This slave...here's so brave!
Yuan Longyun's face immediately sank.
A mere slave, dare to speak to him like this!?
"It really didn't disappoint me. He was really brainless. How did this little slave survive to this day?" Si Nanxin, who was in the second floor box, couldn't help laughing and said.
"What are you... talking about!?" Yuan Longyun asked in a cold voice.
"I said you're talking nonsense... No, you're just shit." Fang Yu and Yuan Longyun looked at each other without any fear.
"Wow……"
As soon as this statement came out, the entire auction venue... was completely in full swing.