Ye Bufan sat upright and his expression suddenly became serious.
Why do I feel familiar with this monster? I have never seen it before.
"Xiao Qing?"
The image of that little girl popped into his mind, and then he shook his head, denying the idea.
Although Xiao Qing ascended ahead of him, it was only a few months.
She neither knows how to make elixirs, nor does she have heaven-defying skills such as the Chaos Immortal Art. She cannot improve faster than herself, nor can she reach the level of a fifth-level monster.
And in terms of appearance, the monster in front of him is very different from Xiao Qing. It looks more like a dragon.
At this point, he leaned back again and fell asleep again.
"Everyone, let me introduce to you that this is not an ordinary fifth-level monster, but one with dragon bloodline."
The beautiful auctioneer said, "This monster beast does not belong to our Star Reaching Tower, but is sold on behalf of other immortal friends. Now I invite him to come up and tell everyone about the relevant situation."
The level of this auction is not high, but the starting price of this fifth-level monster is actually 100,000 low-grade immortal crystals, which is higher than any previous treasure.
Because of this, Zhaixinglou came up with this way to increase everyone's desire to buy, directly inviting the owner to tell stories.
Whether it is the secular world or the fairy world, as long as the story is well told and can arouse everyone's emotions, the thing will naturally sell for a higher price.
As soon as she finished speaking, a thin, middle-aged immortal walked onto the stage, with the peak cultivation level of the Great Yi Immortal.
"Distinguished guests, this is Gong Cang from the Zhengyang Sect. I personally captured this monster."
This guy was very articulate and good at talking, and he started talking endlessly.
"It's strange to say that this immortal demon beast didn't cultivate well in the Demon Realm, but instead came to my Qingwei Heaven.
Even though he came here, he often wandered around the Ascension Hall and was discovered by me by chance.
At first I thought it was an ordinary fairy monster and it would be easy to capture it.
After taking action, I discovered that this terrifying beast actually had dragon blood, and for the first time, I was seriously injured and escaped.
After returning home, I was very angry, so I got a few friends to come back together for revenge.
In fact, I was just angry at that time, thinking that I would not find it when I came back, but I didn't expect that it was still near Feisheng Hall, with no intention of leaving.
At that time, in that battle, the four of us at the top level of the Great B Immortal fought together, but we only fought evenly with it, and both sides suffered losses.
Seeing that we couldn't take it down, we left temporarily.
When I returned to the sect, I borrowed a dragon-binding rope from the elder and came back to continue looking for this beast.
We originally thought that if the opponent was seriously injured, he would find a place to recuperate or escape from Qingweitian directly, in which case our plan would be in vain.
When I came back, I was surprised to find that it was still near the Ascension Hall, seemingly looking for something.
At that time, the battle was earth-shattering, and we tried our best to capture it with the dragon rope."
Ye Bufan opened his eyes again when he heard this, frowned slightly, and felt a slight fluctuation in his heart.
Normally, a monster would not leave its own territory easily, let alone a fifth-level fairy monster that cannot transform. It is definitely very dangerous to come to human territory.
However, this big snake with dragon blood came right in front of him, and it has been lingering near the Ascension Hall, refusing to leave even after being injured.
According to Gong Cang, it seemed to be waiting for something. Could it be that it was waiting for the ascended monks below?
But this is the Ascension Hall of the human race, and those who ascend must be human monks. It is a bit strange for a monster to be waiting here. Is this really Xiaoqing waiting for him?
Thinking of this, Ye Bufan's heart suddenly twitched, as if he had been stung by something.
Gong Cang continued: "Everyone, now everyone knows that my fairy monster is worth the money. One hundred thousand low-grade fairy crystals is definitely a very good deal.
You must know that it has the blood of the Dragon Clan. If you buy it, you can make a lot of money whether it is for skin cramps or refining elixirs.
It's not a bad idea to be a pet, and there's a lot of room for growth in the future.
If I hadn't been in a hurry for money, I would never have put it up for auction."
The beautiful auctioneer took over the conversation: "How's it going? Everyone must understand clearly, a fifth-level monster with dragon blood is definitely a rare sight in a thousand years.
The bidding begins now, with a starting price of 100,000 yuan for low-grade immortal crystals, and each increase in price shall not be less than 10,000 yuan..."
As soon as she made the announcement, Zheng Qi raised the number plate in his hand: "I will pay 200,000."
"Three hundred thousand..."
"Five million..."
"one million……"
The enthusiasm of the entire store was instantly ignited, and everyone present raised their placards to bid.
If it were just an ordinary fifth-level fairy monster, it wouldn't be worth the price at all, but it would be different if it had dragon bloodline.
Although everyone can see that the dragon bloodline of the fairy monster in front of him is very thin, it is also extremely precious.
Such a monster is absolutely full of treasures. Its bones and skins can be used to refine various immortal weapons, and its blood can be used to refine elixirs.
Because of this, everyone is vying for it and bidding one after another.
Ye Bufan stared closely at this fairy monster, and suddenly found two lines of clear tears flowing from its eyes, and it actually cried.
At this moment, he became more and more uneasy. He stood up suddenly and shouted into the cage: "Xiaoqing, is that you?"
Originally, this fairy monster was lying motionless in the cage, seeming to have fallen into despair.
But when Ye Bufan finished saying these words, it suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning, and its huge body began to tremble.
Opening his eyes, the tears that had been filled before could no longer be controlled, and he lay down like spring water, dripping onto the high platform below.
A pair of huge eyes looked towards the audience, and finally landed on Ye Bufan.
The man and the beast were looking at each other like this, and Ye Bufan was already sure that this was Xiao Qing.
The appearance can change, the cultivation level can change, and the realm can change, but Xiaoqing's deep attachment to herself has not changed at all, and it is completely contained in that affectionate gaze.
He already understood that the reason why the little girl went into danger alone after her ascension and came to the realm of the human race was to wait for him and wait for his ascension.
Even though he encountered danger one after another, even though he was seriously injured, he never gave up and became the prey of others until the last moment.
Thinking about all this, his eyes were wet with tears.
"Ouch!"
Xiao Qing, who was originally extremely calm, seemed to be greatly stimulated at this moment, and his mouth let out an earth-shattering howl, full of endless pain and sorrow.
The huge body kept twisting and hitting the iron cage one after another.
But at this moment, the dragon-binding rope bloomed with light and kept shrinking. This thing was an immortal weapon, specially used to deal with large fairy monsters. The more violent the struggle, the tighter it tightened.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the green dragon's hard animal skin was torn apart by the dragon-binding rope, and the bright red blood fell from the air like spring water, dripping onto the high platform, converging into small streams.
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But even so, it showed no intention of stopping and seemed to feel no pain at all.
Just looking at the person in the audience, he kept expressing his sorrow.
