Chapter 225 The fierce competition between Jiuyou Fengyan
The atmosphere at the trade fair was silent for a while. Suddenly, an old voice sounded,
The Great Elder of Little Dan Pagoda said: "In that case, I'm going to offer you some advice and make an offer first."
"Two eighth-grade elixirs with seven-color elixirs!"
Everyone on the scene couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the great elder's handiwork. It was indeed a pill tower, and the pills were rich.
"It's so embarrassing to show off such a small thing." Yao Wangui couldn't stand it, someone actually tried to fight for elixirs in front of their Yao Clan.
"An eighth-grade elixir of eight-color elixir."
The price has gone up a lot again.
The host Kong Yi smiled. He made a lot of money this time. Looking at the eagerness of all the forces and strong men to try, it was obvious that they had not yet met their expectations.
As expected, another voice soon came out. Elder Gu Qingya of the ancient tribe called out the price:
"Two eighth-grade elixirs with eight-color elixirs!"
Xiao Han was also ready to step forward to participate, but he smiled and said: "I don't have that many high-level pills."
Everyone is waiting for the next article.
"so……"
"I, this Saint, will take out a volume of low-level heavenly fighting skills!"
The value of heaven-level fighting skills is much higher than that of high-level elixirs, and is at least worth more than one eighth-grade elixir of nine-color elixir.
"Oh? Pavilion Master Su is a little bit arrogant!" Hun Mie Sheng said with a strange yin and yang attitude.
"Are the top ten strange fires only worth one volume of heaven-level fighting skills?"
"The master of this palace produces two nine-color Dan Lei eighth-grade elixirs."
Next, many powerful forces made a series of bids, but looking at the other party's displeasure with the increase in price, they all understood that each one of them was just a bystander.
"My elixir pagoda has produced five nine-color elixirs of the eighth grade!" The expression of the great elder of the elixir pagoda remained calm and calm.
When it comes to elixirs, they really haven't been afraid of others.
"Hmph!" Yao Wangui snorted coldly, "My Yao Clan offers a ninth-grade treasure pill!"
This time, a large number of people were killed. The price of the ninth-grade elixir was not low even for Dou Sheng.
Xiao Han spoke, "I will bid you a volume of Heavenly Level Intermediate Fighting Skills."
The atmosphere on the field was stagnant. Heaven-level fighting skills themselves were extremely rare, not to mention intermediate Heaven-level fighting skills, which were much rarer than ninth-grade elixirs among ancient races.
"Hehehe~" Gu Qingya smiled, "It seems that the Ice Saint is very confident, so my ancient clan will withdraw this time."
Just kidding, Gu Qingya didn't start out as a casual cultivator with no family or sect like the Ice Saint. Everything belongs to him.
After living for so many years, he has only mastered one heaven-level intermediate fighting skill, which is exclusive to the ancient clan and has no right to trade it.
There are a few low-level Heaven-level ones, but their value is nowhere near the same.
As for the elixir fight, Gu Qingya gave up. Looking at the two big elixir merchants opposite, they realized that although their ancient clan had stocks, they didn't play like this.
Although Nine Nether Wind Flame is precious, it is not absolutely necessary. It is better to be cautious and see if there is any chance later.
"The master of this palace also gives up." Although he felt unhappy, Hun Mie Sheng still did not continue, as it would be more gain than loss.
"Three ninth-grade treasure pills!"
The elder of the Little Dan Pagoda didn't look very good. The price was already beyond the range of their Dan Pagoda. It wasn't that it couldn't be obtained, but it was just that the gain outweighed the loss.
Yao Wangui glanced at the great elder and said disdainfully, "How's it going? It's not working anymore?"
"Five ninth-grade treasure pills!"
Yao Wangui also found it difficult to accept the price of Jiuyou Fengyan this time, but he had received a life-threatening request from his clan, and Jiuyou Fengyan could only belong to their medicine clan.
Therefore, he directly bid a price that he thought was extremely high.
Xiao Han's face was as dark as water. The price was such that he wanted to fight for it! The Dou Sheng strongman he robbed at the beginning only had this little wealth.
However, Xiao Han still said nonchalantly: "A volume of heaven-level intermediate fighting skills plus a well-preserved corpse of a strong fighting saint!"
Now is the time for Xiao Han to really start to dig out his old man.
"The corpse of the Fighting Saint?" Everyone present was shocked.
Carefully recalling the news about the powerful Dou Sheng warrior in his family, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. They were all there! Only Hun Mie Sheng remembered something, and his expression changed slightly.
How could Xiao Han not know what they were thinking? He rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I got this Dou Sheng corpse from Hun Deisheng."
boom!
Hun Mie's face was expressionless, but the armrests on his seat had turned into powder.
Seeing Hun Mie Sheng's reaction, many strong men who originally wanted to make fun of him retracted their words and continued to watch the fun, but they could not suppress the teasing in their eyes.
Yao Wangui's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Damn it, why is this Ice Saint so rich?
But Yao Wangui had no intention of giving up. His heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth and said with a slightly trembling voice: "One...a half-step mysterious pill!"
Everyone on the field took a breath of cold air. Although the Half-Step Profound Pill is not as good as the real ninth-grade Profound Pill, it is not comparable to ordinary treasure pills. The strength of the refined pill itself has reached the peak of one star.
Close to the level of the Two Star Fighting Saint.
Up to now, the price offered has far exceeded the value of Jiuyou Fengyan. Xiao Han only raised the price because it can cultivate a talented junior or a top alchemist seedling, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money for this.
Yao Wangui, or the Yao clan behind it, cares more about the symbolic meaning of Jiuyou Fengyan. As they claimed at the beginning, Jiuyou Fengyan can only belong to their Yao clan.
For this reason, it is not a bad idea to be taken advantage of.
Xiao Han narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a finger again: "I... offer you a ninth-grade Xuan Dan recipe."
"If you can offer a higher price, then I will accept it!"
Xiao Han also felt a pain in his heart now. The ninth-grade Xuan Dan prescription was specially given to him by Yihuang before he left. It was copied by Yihuang unintentionally and left to Xiao Han as a treasure chest.
Even though the latter has now been promoted to the ninth level alchemist, and his soul power has reached the late stage of heaven, it took nearly half a year to make this elixir, just for such a Nine Nether Wind Flame, it is gone!
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! Yao Wangui’s mouth twitched. You actually prepared a Xuan Dan prescription. What can he do? Although he has this thing, he definitely can’t
Take it out.
Just when Yao Wangui was about to give up...
Kong Yi stopped him, "I'm sorry, you two, the trader from Jiuyou Fengyan just told me at the last moment that he will not accept the Danfang transaction."
"Don't accept it?" Xiao Han narrowed his eyes slightly, "Give me a reason?"
Kong Yi was immediately confused: "Pavilion Master Su, you also know that our Space Exchange is only responsible for reporting customer requirements and cannot explain too much. That would break the rules."
Xiao Han did not make things easy, and he was not ready to provoke everyone.
"Then I'll give up, too!" Xiao Han said slightly unwillingly.
"Is there anyone else who can offer a higher price?" Kong Yi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no trouble, he continued to go through the process.
After a period of waiting, no one answered, and the result was obviously in.
"Okay." Kong Yi said with a smile, "In that case, congratulations to Elder Yao Wangui for obtaining this Nine Nether Wind Flame."
Hearing this, Yao Wangui couldn't help but feel a little excited. He was about to reach out for the jade box in front of Kong Yi, but was awakened by the momentum of others.
"Here." He gritted his teeth and took out a special vessel, opened it, and the rich fragrance of elixir filled the entire venue, and controlled it and sent it to Kong Yi.
"Then please keep it." Kong Yi checked it correctly. A trace of greed appeared in his eyes, but he suppressed it immediately. He, an old man, knew what to take and what to let go.
"Okay, now Jiuyou Fengyan has found its buyer."
Just when others thought Kong Yi was going to announce the end of the space trade fair, Xiao Han planned to make a stumbling block midway.
Kong Yi suddenly smiled and said: "Next, let's take a look at the last lot of this auction."
As soon as these words came out, the entire venue fell into a dead silence, and all the fighting saints who were about to leave were all naked.
"The last lot?"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The original book does not clearly introduce the conversion relationship between elixirs and fighting skills, so the author can only make it up based on his own feelings.
In the original work, Xiao Yan obtained an alchemy beast formed from the eighth-grade elixir of nine-color elixir and the Heaven-level low-level fighting skill Great Fortune Palm from the ruins of the Saint of Creation.
In addition to the Dragon King Origin Fruit, the Heavenly Creation Palm should be the most precious thing in the ruins, so the low-level Heaven-level fighting skills should be more precious than a nine-color elixir, but not as good as a nine-grade elixir.
Medicine belongs between the two.
Dear readers, please don’t take things too seriously!