"The first auction item of Baibao Tanghui is a set of combined elixirs from Shengdantang, including Hanxiang Pills, Yuzhi Pills, and Soul Cleansing Pills. There are three bottles in total. Use three pills a day, and you can get rid of it within ten days.
Forcibly advance to the first level. The lowest auction price is fifty yuan of low-grade source stones. The minimum price increase each time is ten yuan of low-grade source stones."
Pills that are forcibly advanced like this generally have a restriction, that is, they must be at a level below the martial spirit level.
However, most of the disciples in the Holy Cultivation Hall are of this level, so this kind of thing is the most popular and best-selling item.
Soon, there were people competing to increase the price.
"Sixty pieces of low-grade Origin Stone."
"Seventy low-grade source stones."
"One hundred low-grade source stones!"
"I'll pay one hundred and twenty!"
The sound of bidding gradually moved from the back row to the front row. The closer to the front, the higher the consumption level.
After a while, the price of these three bottles of elixir combination set had been called two hundred yuan of low-grade source stones.
The voice of raising prices stopped.
Anyone who knows the goods knows that two hundred pieces of low-grade source stones are already worth every penny.
The heaviest thing was taken down by a second-generation disciple of the Holy Wood Hall.
Ling Luo lowered his head, thoughtfully.
Two hundred low-grade Origin Stones are equivalent to twenty mid-grade Origin Stones. An ordinary disciple in the hall would never be able to afford it.
The people gathered here are all the rich among the rich.
Should she increase the price for the auction items she provided?
"The second auction item is provided by the Holy Fire Church."
The person in charge of the Baibao Bidding Hall held a sword in his hand and said, "This sword is named Bai Lei. The starting price is thirty yuan of low-grade Origin Stone."
With that said, the person in charge pulled Bai Lei's sword away from its scabbard.
The clear sword light burst out, the blade of the sword was unsheathed, and the moment it touched the air, a piece of white lightning appeared on the surface.
Thousands of bidders' eyes suddenly lit up.
Someone was whispering below.
"This sword has good heritage. It couldn't have been taken from the sword tomb in the Holy Fire Hall, right?"
"It looks a bit similar to me."
"Didn't you say that Yan Xiang destroyed the Sword Tomb? Ten long swords were broken. Where did this one come out?"
"I see that this sword has extraordinary momentum."
Xu Huang sat in a relatively back seat with a stern face and said nothing, but only the excitement in his eyes betrayed his mood at the moment.
"Fifty pieces of low-grade Origin Stone!"
"Eighty pieces of low-grade Origin Stone!"
"I'll pay you a hundred dollars!"
"One hundred and fifty dollars!"
Every time the price increases a little, Xu Huang's palms will sweat more.
"Second Senior Brother, it's 300 yuan of low-grade Origin Stones! Oh my god, you can actually get such a high price!" Even Su Yi, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but become nervous.
"Four hundred pieces of low-grade Origin Stone!"
The last bidder was an elder from the Holy Land Church, his voice sounded a little old.
Finally, the disciples who knew the truth stopped.
People at the elder level usually don't like things that young disciples like them would value.
"Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price? If not, it's a deal!"
The person in charge of the auction narrowed his eyes and said: "Now, please ask the caster of this sword, Xu Huang, a disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, to hand over your work to Elder Shi of the Holy Earth Hall."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
The sword was not cast by Yan Xiang, and it did not come from the Sword Tomb, but from an ordinary disciple?