The approximate price has come out, but Chu Ze is still prepared to wait. He has already formed a relationship with Baihua Sect, so there is no need to be taboo, but he will take Wanshanghua and trade with Wanbao Pavilion later. Now he is competing to raise the price, which attracts
If you don’t like it, it’s not beautiful.
After Hua Qian shouted out 100,000 spirit stones and 6,000 blood crystals, there was no movement in Wanbao Pavilion. Only then did Chu Ze speak: "115,000 spirit stones and 6,500 blood crystals!"
Hua Qian, who originally thought that after defeating the Wanbao Pavilion, would get the Ten Thousand Shang Flower, when he heard that Room 17 was doing something bad, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and shouted: "One hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones, seven thousand blood crystals."
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"One hundred and fifty-five thousand spirit stones, seven thousand five hundred blood crystals!" Chu Ze's faint voice spread throughout the auction room.
"Ten..." Hua Qian wanted to speak again, but the old man with quick eyes and quick hands covered her mouth.
Chen Rufeng waited for half the pay and only received a cross. His face suddenly became unhappy, but thinking of the involvement of Baihua Sect and Beiyuan Sect, he still suppressed his displeasure and began to hammer. When the third hammer sounded, no one spoke.
When Chen Rufeng saw this, he was also very happy. For him, the spiritual stones earned by the auction house were the most important. Today's auction can be considered a success.
With joy in his heart, Chen Rufeng shouted out the price with a slight smile: "Congratulations to the fellow Taoist in Room 17, for buying the Ten Thousand Shang Flower for the price of 155,000 spirit stones and 7,500 blood crystals!"
Seeing the Wanshanghua delivered to him, Chu Ze was also delighted. Although it was a bit more expensive than expected, it was still affordable, after he gave the seller the spiritual stone.
Chu Ze waved away the woman in the room and checked the room. After finding that there was nothing strange inside, Chu Ze quietly placed the Ten Thousand Shang Flowers into the chaotic space.
But he didn't expect that before he put the spirit stone in, there would be a great movement of spiritual energy in the chaotic space. Waves of chaotic spiritual energy swept through the Ten Thousand Shang Flowers. Chu Ze was shocked. This was a big loss.
The Wanshang Flower ripened with ordinary spiritual stones is naturally not as good as the Wanshang Flower ripened with Chaos Spiritual Energy. In less than ten breaths, the sixth petal of the originally five-petaled Wanshang Flower has already appeared, and the seventh petal has already appeared.
There is a shadow.
Chu Ze hurriedly took out the Ten Thousand Shang Flowers and looked at the originally filled chaotic space. At this moment, most of the spiritual energy entered the Ten Thousand Shang Flowers. Chu Ze felt like crying without tears.
Looking at this shocking, fake seven-petal WanShang flower, Chu Ze was actually reluctant to sell it. The value of the WanShang flower is determined by its petals. Five petals are already worth 200,000 spiritual stones, let alone a fake seven-petal one.
The six-petal Ten Thousand Injury Flower that appeared recently sold for a high price of 900,000 spirit stones. Although it does not seem to be as expensive as the exquisite Centifolia Flower, this does not mean that the Ten Thousand Injury Flower is not as good as the Centifolia Flower.
Just because the two have different uses, the Centifolia Flower can assist a person of a certain power in their cultivation, while the Ten Thousand Injury Flower, no matter how powerful its medicinal power is, can only be eaten by one person, and its medicinal power can only be digested by one person.
Therefore, the price of 900,000 spirit stones is not low, but it is only a six-petaled flower of ten thousand wounds. What Chu Ze has in his hands now is something that has always existed in legends.
In the past thousand years, the fake seven-petal Ten Thousand Injury Flower has only appeared a few times. As for the price, it has never been priced at 1.5 million spirit stones. Moreover, the most important thing is that Chu Ze's Ten Thousand Injury Flower has Chaos.
Aura, I'm afraid the price is higher.
As for the real seven-petal Ten Thousand Injury Flower, it has never appeared before. Of course, if Chu Ze is given enough spiritual energy and Chu Ze uses the chaotic space, he can naturally ripen the Ten Thousand Injury Flower to seven petals.
But now, facing the fake seven-petal Ten Thousand Wounds Flower, Chu Ze also numbed his claws. After thinking about it, Chu Ze decided to go through the black market and quickly get enough spiritual stones to buy the Morrowind Sword.
As for the investigation and suspicion in the black market, it would be okay for Chu Ze to hide in the chaotic space and leave.
For some reason, after seeing the Morrowind Sword, Chu Ze had a faint desire to get this sword. Thinking of this, Chu Ze calmly ordered to the door: "Go and invite the guests in Room 2 to come here."
A narration!"
The woman had doubts in her heart, but she still followed Chu Ze's instructions seriously and invited the woman in Room 2 to come.
The woman in Room No. 2 was unhappy because she did not get the Flower of Ten Thousand Sufferings. When she heard the invitation from Room No. 17, she felt happy. She thought it was Room No. 17 and wanted to sell the Flower of Ten Thousand Sufferings, so she took the guard with her
People, come quickly.
After the charming woman and the person next to her entered the room, they noticed at first glance that the person in front of her was disguised, but she still nodded slightly to the "middle-aged man" in front of her and introduced herself: "The North Yuanzong Wanbao Pavilion of the Nu family,
The minister leads Wan Shuang, I wonder what this Taoist brother wants to do with the slave family, but he wants to use Wan Shang Hua to avoid the Hundred Flowers Sect?"
After saying that, Wan Shuang sat on the table and looked at Chu Ze with eyes full of concern, as if he really cared about Chu Ze and Baihua Sect.
Chu Ze looked at the scantily clad Wan Shuang in front of him and was a little surprised by the woman's identity. He sneered in his heart. He also understood Wan Shuang's thoughts and ideas.
If Chu Ze shows any fear of the Hundred Flowers Sect at this moment, the situation will be controlled by Wan Shuang. Not to mention the Wanshanghua exchange for spiritual stones, he is afraid that this woman will sell him to the Hundred Flowers Sect after the transaction is over.
What the black market values is not cultivation, but scheming and resourcefulness. If Chu Ze had not experienced too much in his previous life, even Chu Ze would have been deceived by this woman's worried appearance.
With a loud laugh, Chu Ze said lightly: "The Hundred Flowers Sect is nothing more than this. There are only a few powerful pill-forming masters among them. They have nothing to do with the transaction between you and me. If the girl is really worried about Mo, it is better to let Mo be the one under the girl's skirt."
Sir, don’t talk about this Ten Thousand Suffering Flowers, even if they are better, I have them too!"
Wan Shuang was not angry when he heard this. Seeing Chu Ze's frivolous words, his eyes were filled with silence. He understood that he had used the wrong method. He waved his hand and the people next to him hurriedly walked out.
Wan Shuang, who had no one around, simply stopped pretending, sat opposite Chu Ze, and said with a chuckle: "I'm afraid the Nu family can't stand Brother Tao, but I don't know what the better thing is in Brother's mouth?"
Chu Ze chuckled softly: "What I want to take action is not the Wanshanghua just now, but it is an old thing, which is quite precious. I just don't know, with the girl's appetite, can she eat it?"
A trace of consideration flashed in Wan Shuang's eyes, and he was somewhat dubious about Chu Ze's statement, but when the business was open, especially the black market business, it was natural that visitors would not be turned away.
Besides, Wan Shuang also felt ashamed and annoyed. In all these years, no one had ever dared to say that there was something that Wanbao Pavilion couldn't eat, thinking about the spiritual stone reserves in his body.
Wan Shuang's eyes flashed, and he brushed his right hand storage ring with his left hand. Two spirit stone cards appeared on the table. He glanced at Chu Ze provocatively and said with some pride: "I don't know, brother, do you think this appetite is big enough?"
When Chu Ze saw the words five hundred thousand spirit stones in each sheet, he felt confused. Nowadays, one million spirit stones are used as the basis for selling things. But although one million spirit stones are many, I'm afraid it's still not enough.
Looking at the insufficient number of spirit stone cards, Chu Ze shook his head, knowing in his heart that Wan Shuang was going to be a little shocked. He gently opened the storage bag, and a strange fragrance filled the whole room.