"Brother, the price is outrageous, you should be more reserved."
Yang Haoran rolled his eyes at him with a look of contempt.
Of course he knew it was a big mistake, but was it too late to remind him?
He kept looking at the beautiful auctioneer on the auction stage, looking miserable.
Beauty, please slow down. If you count to three times, this thing will really fall into your hands!
"Fifteen hundred spirit stones..."
The beautiful auctioneer has raised the auction hammer.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at Yang Haoran, who was looking depressed, feeling regretful but also a little gloating.
Anyway, the commission that should be given to Duobaolou should not be less than one spiritual stone.
Just as the hammer was about to fall, beads of sweat were already rolling down Yang Haoran's forehead.
A steady voice sounded slowly.
"One thousand, five hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
As if being roasted on a stove, Yang Haoran finally breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.
"I was so scared that I almost broke it.
By the way, if the deal was really done just now, can I take it out and auction it again?"
Mu Qishan sneered at him.
"If Duobao House is your home, you can make whatever rules you want.
But I’m afraid that’s not possible now.”
Yang Haoran smiled and touched his chest gently.
"Fortunately, it was just an accident. It was a near miss. Didn't you see that someone was bidding again?"
Mu Qishan just glanced at it and saw a black line.
"I'll tell you some bad news, Duobaolou itself will arrange for a shill to come in and call out the price.
This person looks unfamiliar, I'm afraid he is one of Duobaolou's own.
If you are photographed by him, you will still be in vain."
Yang Haoran couldn't help but become depressed: "Why is no one bidding for such a good thing?"
“The stuff is really good, but it’s a bit embarrassing.
It is difficult for people who want him to afford the price.
People who can afford this price generally have no shortage of storage instruments.
Therefore, the auction of general storage magic weapons depends on luck, and the floating price is very large."
"One thousand five hundred and fifty spiritual stones for the first time..."
The beautiful auctioneer shouted again, but the response from the auction house was mediocre and no one continued to bid.
Yang Haoran's veins popped out on his forehead and he clenched his fists.
"A bunch of ignorant guys! Give it your all and get a thousand spirit stones!
I request inspection."
All the eyes around him were focused on Yang Haoran, and there was a lot of discussion.
Generally speaking, the people who can afford this price are no longer ordinary people, and there are more or less people they know.
"This young man looks very familiar. Which family is he from?"
"I don't know him, but it seems like he took pictures for himself."
But someone exclaimed.
"He's got a cat on his shoulder!"
"What's all the fuss about? I've never seen practitioners raising spiritual pets!"
The man was so worried that his face turned red.
"I mean I know who he is, just from the previous Weapon Sect's Weapon Refining Competition.
The person who challenged the Treasure Weapon Sect's weapon refining skills and finally became a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect's inner sect.
I went to the scene at that time, and he was bringing a calico cat with him.
I just remembered it."
There was an uproar all around.
"What? The new disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect?
Do the disciples of the Treasure Artifact Sect still come to the auction house to buy storage magic weapons?"
While everyone was talking about it, Yang Haoran had already left his seat and stepped onto the auction stage.
Mu Qishan was speechless, wondering what new tricks Yang Haoran was going to do.
The auctioneer already knew the identity of Yang Haoran's owner, and his eyes were a little strange.
But out of professional ethics, he will never take the initiative to reveal Yang Haoran's true identity.
"I request inspection."
"Okay, no problem."
The auctioneer carefully took the storage ring out of the box and placed it on the tray.
Yang Haoran grabbed it immediately, looking quite ecstatic.
Then he laughed loudly while holding the storage ring, looking very excited.
"Yes, it is indeed him!
This storage ring is not an ordinary storage ring, it was made by the Supreme Elder of our Treasure Sect.
This is a rare masterpiece, there is a lot in it!"
Having said this, Yang Haoran pretended to let something slip, covered his mouth, and then looked around quickly as if he had a guilty conscience.
And he quickly acted as if nothing had happened and coughed dryly.
"No one wants to steal it from me. This storage ring is very ordinary.
But to me, it has extraordinary meaning.
I have been looking for this lost storage ring for a long time, so everyone should give the Treasure Weapon Sect some respect."
After finishing speaking, Yang Haoran put the storage ring back into the tray with a pious look on his face, but his eyes looked like he was reluctant to part with it.
"I have finished inspecting the goods, please drop the hammer."
The beautiful auctioneer was stunned.
If she hadn't known it beforehand, she would have been deceived by Yang Haoran.
After working as an auctioneer for so many years, this was the first time she met such an owner.
Mu Qishan below the stage opened his mouth wide and looked surprised.
This brother of mine is really a talent, how can he do such a cool thing?
According to the rules, except for the staff of the auction house, no one is allowed to stay on the auction stage except when inspecting the goods.
Yang Haoran had turned around and left the auction table, and the atmosphere in the entire auction room was immediately detonated.
"If the hammer cannot fall, I will give you 1,700 spiritual stones!"
"This storage ring is definitely not simple, you must buy it!"
"Don't miss this opportunity again, bid!"
Yang Haoran walked halfway, and suddenly his voice became fierce.
"Everyone, I am determined to get this storage ring.
However, I am short of money, and one thousand spirit stones is already my limit.
Please give me some face, and I will thank you greatly in the future!"
Yang Haoran solemnly bowed and saluted in all directions, doing so solemnly.
But there was a sneer.
"If you are an elder of the Treasure Weapon Sect, you must give him this face.
You are just an inner disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect, you are not important enough!
I bid one thousand, seven hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
Yang Haoran had a look of resentment on his face, clenching his fists and gnashing his teeth, and even stomped his foot on the ground in grief.
Scenes like this convinced everyone that this storage ring was anything but ordinary.
"One Thousand Hundred Spiritual Stones!"
"One hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
"I will give you one thousand nine hundred spirit stones!"
Mu Qishan was stunned and his body was shaking with excitement.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yang Haoran and quietly gave a thumbs up.
"Brother, I admire you!"
Yang Haoran secretly laughed, what the hell! It's just a little trick.
This little bit of hype is nothing more than child’s play in the secular world!
It can be seen from this that people in the spiritual world are far inferior to people in the secular world when it comes to being careful.
"Brother, we have reached 2,100 spirit stones!"
Mu Qishan was shocked and full of envy, he was so prosperous!