Thirty thousand taels of gold, someone has raised the price again, what are you waiting for?" The old man in yellow's voice became louder. The price of thirty thousand taels of gold has reached his estimate. Even if no one continues to follow the price, he is already satisfied.
The old collector held up the sign, "Thirty-one thousand taels!"
"Thirty-two thousand taels!" Ye Chen also followed the price.
Ouyang Ming smiled disdainfully, "Forty thousand taels!"
"I won't follow. Although this thing catches my eye, it's not worth the price. It's better to buy other antiquities." The old collector gave up on following the price.
"You should have given up long ago. Isn't it just half a sword? Why spend tens of thousands of taels of gold." The warrior next to him said with a smile.
"What do you know? All antiquities have their research value."
"Okay, I don't understand, but you understand."
In the private room, Ye Chen frowned and raised the price to 41,000 taels.
Wu Zongming said strangely: "Ye Chen, what's wrong with you? There are many precious treasures behind you. There's no need to waste money on this junk! Do you really think you can find something in it? Without spirituality, the value of half of the sword body is
It’s almost like an ordinary sword.”
Ye Chen said: "When you come to the auction, you have to buy something."
"Oh, there's nothing I can do against you." Wu Zongming shook his head.
"Fifty thousand taels!" Ouyang Ming held up the sign. This amount of gold was nothing to him. He had been an inner disciple for several years and had completed hundreds of tasks. His accumulated wealth had reached a terrifying level.
Even some middle-class families may not be as rich as him, and a mere fifty thousand taels of gold is not in his eyes.
The heart of the old man in yellow almost jumped out of his chest. It was so unbelievable that the half-length sword blade that no one thought was interested actually reached a bidding price of 50,000 taels of gold, far exceeding the estimate. And it seemed that the other side had no intention of giving up.
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Off the field, everyone felt strange, but they were not very surprised. Every auction always had some upsets. Some worthless things were auctioned for very high prices, while some valuable treasures could not be sold.
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"Another two people with too much money and nowhere to go." Someone said enviously.
"Eighty percent are disciples of the sect. These people are really rich."
"Oh, I just regret that our talents are not good, otherwise we would have joined the sect long ago. Now we can become an outer sect elder. How majestic."
"Stop talking, they're starting to increase prices again."
"Fifty-five thousand taels!" Ye Chen added five thousand taels.
"Sixty thousand taels!"
"Sixty-five thousand taels!"
"Seventy thousand taels!"
"Eighty thousand taels!"
"Ninety thousand taels!"
Ye Chen's face looked very ugly. He thought that no one would follow him until now, but what happened was contrary to his expectations. Instead, it climbed all the way to 90,000. I really don't know if that person is deliberately joining in the fun or if he really wants to take a picture.
Holding up the sign, Ye Chen quoted, "One hundred thousand taels!"
suck!
Everyone on the field took a breath, one hundred thousand taels of gold, this is not a small amount. Many warriors in the middle stage of the Ningzhen Realm may not have this number after ten years of hard work. After all, warriors also spend a lot of money, and they never have enough money to buy elixirs.
I know how to save money, and I am used to being lavish.
"Although one hundred thousand taels of gold is nothing, there is no need to continue to follow me. Anyway, there is no use for me to take it back. It is just a collection. Besides, I have teased the other person. I think that person must be very distressed!" Ouyang Ming Dama Jin
The swordsman was sitting on the monster leather chair, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he said teasingly.
The Ziyang Sect disciple next to him said flatteringly: "If you knew who this person was, you would have to let him treat you. Senior Brother Ouyang would give him a lot of face."
"Well, when the auction ends, we'll go see who it is."
Ouyang Ming said: "You two are like rain or shine. I don't want him to treat you. It's not a bad idea to let him lend me half of the sword for two days."
Hearing this, Li Ling secretly smiled bitterly, thinking that that person had better not go against the second senior brother, otherwise he would inevitably suffer some hardships. In the entire Tianfeng Kingdom, there are not many young people who can go against the second senior brother.
"One hundred thousand taels once, one hundred thousand taels twice, one hundred thousand taels three times, the deal is done. Congratulations to the distinguished guests in private room No. 7. This half of the sword will be delivered to you immediately." The old man in yellow smiled brightly, as if he had picked up one hundred thousand for nothing.
Two golds are the same.
After a while, a beautiful girl walked in holding half of the sword.
"Tsk, just this piece of junk is worth a hundred thousand taels!" Wu Zongming lost interest after just one glance.
Ye Chen handed the beautiful girl ten gold tickets worth ten thousand taels, took the sword from her hand, and immediately threw it into the storage ring.
As his soul power penetrated into it, Ye Chen secretly thought: The two are indeed one, but there is still a small piece missing. I don't know if they can be gathered together.
That day, there was faint laughter coming from the broken sword. It was simple and vast, which made Ye Chen deeply impressed by it. He guessed that there was something mysterious in it, otherwise he would not have spent 100,000 taels of gold to buy it.
"The fourth item is three Return to Truth Pills. Everyone must know its function. Yes, it can give Ningzhen Realm warriors a 50% chance of improving their cultivation by one level. The side effects are very minor. In addition, this
The pill can be served three times in a row. The first time has a 50% chance, the second time has a 30% chance, and the third time has a 10% chance. Whoever can buy three pills will be almost guaranteed to improve his cultivation by one level, unless he is lucky.
It's bad enough." After the previous upsets, the real favorite has officially appeared. It is Wu Zongming's dream of returning to the truth, and there are three in total. Each one is of immeasurable value, especially for those warriors with low talents.
Let’s talk.
"The three pieces will be auctioned separately. The starting price is 30,000 taels of gold. Each increase in price shall not be less than 2,000 taels. The bidding begins."
Wu Zongming was a little impatient, raised the sign and said: "Fifty thousand taels!"
Buzz!
Everyone in the auction house was stunned by the price. Who is this? They quoted such a high price right from the start, and still let people live.
The martial artist who is not rich enough hates it with itch, but there is nothing he can do. Who can tell him that no one has money, otherwise he will directly quote a million taels and see who else competes.
"Fifty-five thousand taels!" After a moment of calm, someone began to follow the price.
Wu Zongming grinned, "Seventy thousand taels!"
"Eighty thousand taels!" A disciple from the sect took action.
"One hundred thousand taels!" Wu Zongming continued to quote.
"One hundred and twenty thousand taels!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
In the end, the first True Return Pill fell into the hands of Wu Zongming, leaving everyone in the crowd dumbfounded. The disciples of the sect are the disciples of the sect. They are all extremely rich. The starting price was 30,000 taels, and the price was raised to 150,000.
Two, leaving them completely desperate.
The second True Return Pill was not so popular and was bought back by a person who looked like a disciple of the sect for 130,000 taels of gold.
The third one was raised again, reaching 160,000 taels, and it was also a disciple of the sect.
The old man in yellow was very satisfied with the result. He cleared his throat and said, "Next is the heavyweight auction item, a low-level earth-level martial arts secret book."
"What, earth-level low-level martial arts!"
"What a joke."
Everyone, including the VIPs in the private room, was stunned.