Hua Ziling was speechless for a while. She guessed that Shen Lang's family was rich, but she didn't expect that this guy could be so rich.
The old man in black robe in the private room on the second floor was a little reluctant, but he was not a Yinlinggen monk, so any further offer would not be worth it.
"3 million once, twice, three times! Okay, the Oolong Sword belongs to this fellow Taoist in white." The girl who hosted the auction announced with a smile.
Shen Lang successfully purchased the Oolong Sword.
In fact, spending 3 million Five Elements Spiritual Stones to buy this mid-grade magical flying sword is not a loss. Shen Lang has Yin Spirit Roots in his body, so he can fully exert the power of this black dragon sword in battle.
Although he has many magic weapons, the only medium-grade magic weapon he can use is Bai Qingshan. Now that he has this black dragon sword, combined with his Pure Yang Sword Technique, his combat power should increase a lot.
Everyone sighed for a while, their eyes more or less staying on Shen Lang for a while.
Shen Lang couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to, but he didn't care in his heart. Even if someone who was not discerning targeted him, he could easily handle it with his own strength.
The auction continues.
The first treasure stirred up the atmosphere of the auction, but the second treasure was a bit ordinary. It was an alchemy furnace named "Red Flame Pill Furnace", which had a certain bonus to the success rate of refining pills.
Shen Lang didn't need to make alchemy for the time being, and he felt that the grade of this alchemy furnace was a bit low, so he simply didn't bid.
Most of the people who participated in the bidding were alchemists, and 300,000 Five Elements Spiritual Crystals were finally sold.
The auction lasted for half an hour, and there were all kinds of treasures, such as elixirs, magic weapons, and some rare artifacts. Shen Lang's vision was too high, and these things were not in use, so he didn't sell them again.
Except for the first Oolong Sword, there are no middle-grade magic weapons later.
The girl host was introducing the auction items non-stop at the booth, and the atmosphere in the hall was very lively. Many monks were bidding, and some were even blushing over a treasure.
After the eleventh treasure was auctioned, the girl said solemnly: "The next is the last treasure in this auction, and it is also the most precious treasure. We will definitely not disappoint everyone!"
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.
Soon, a maid walked out from the right side of the booth, carefully holding a cyan jade box and placing the jade box in front of the booth.
The girl opened the jade box, and a strange herbal fragrance swept through the entire auction hall. Just smelling it made people feel refreshed!
The jade box contained a milky white ginseng, which was much more effective.
The female host was stunned for a moment, then said: "One million and one million!"
"Huh?" Lei Shuai couldn't help but darken his face when he saw someone dared to bid against him, and snorted: "1.2 million!"
"1.5 million!" Shen Lang shouted tit for tat.
"Damn it, how dare I, a bastard, bid with this prince? I'm really looking for death!" Lei Shuai was furious, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing that Shen Lang had no intention of stopping and calling out the price, Lei Shuai felt insulted.
"Your Highness, do you want me to warn that bastard?" A guard in the late stage of foundation building came up and asked for instructions.
"Warning? It's too easy for him. I will let him know the consequences of offending me!" Lei Shuai said with a sinister expression.
Because of his title as the son of the Thunder Emperor, Commander Lei has always been the master of the day in Leicheng, and no one dares to go against him. Over time, he has developed an aloof character and never allows anyone to offend his authority.
After Shen Lang called out 1.5 million, Lei Shuai stopped calling out the price.