As time passed day by day, more and more warriors came to Tianyuan City. In addition to the Lord of Daqing City, two giants came in the past two days, the Lord of the Blood Hand Sect and the Lord of the Xuan Mo Valley. They were both innate.
Great masters of this level are all famous sects in the area around here.
They all came here for their outstanding disciples. They originally came to ask for the Xiantian Pill from the City Lord's Mansion, but now their target is the Xiantian Pill from Tianyin Auction House.
On the early morning of the Xiantian Dan auction, Ye Xiwen got up early and went out to the Tianyin Auction House. Compared with when Ye Xiwen arrived a few days ago, it was definitely a sea of people at this time.
And most of them are warriors, and they all have some strength. It is not uncommon to fight if they disagree with each other. Those who make trouble are directly thrown out by the guards of Tianyin Auction House and are prohibited from entering.
But for Ye Xiwen, who possesses advanced skills such as "Celestial Immortal Step", it is not a problem. He shuttles into the auction house easily like a fish. Just like last time, after paying the spirit stone, Ye Xiwen received
Your own seat card.
Ye Xiwen had just walked into the passage when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of figures striding towards the VIP passage not far away. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in a luxurious robe, but his aura seemed a bit...
It was so bloody that you could smell the blood from a distance, and your big hands were red, scarlet.
Behind him followed a young man in blood-clothed clothes. His face was very pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes that kept flickering. Like the middle-aged man, his hands were also red.
"Everyone, please stay away. The people over there are from the Bloody Hand Sect, and they are actually led by Anyuan, the leader of the Bloody Hand Sect!"
"Tsk tsk, it seems that they are the only ones competing for the Xiantian Pill this time. Could it be that the one behind Anyuan is his proud disciple An Yunpeng. This time Anyuan came in person to buy the Xiantian Pill for An Yunpeng.
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"He's right. His hands are red. He must have practiced the Blood Hand Kung Fu to a high level. It is said that this kind of martial arts requires the blood of living people to practice. I don't know how many people he killed before he can reach this level.
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"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to die? Those are all unreasonable evil warriors!"
There were whispers among the crowd.
"The Valley Master of Xuan Mo Valley just passed by. Tsk tsk, he was so impressive!"
"No, this time it is these forces that are fighting for the Xiantian Pill!"
Ye Xiwen didn't wait long before he found his seat and began to close his eyes and rest, waiting for the auction to begin.
The auction was buzzing with people, and after another half an hour, it finally started.
"Welcome everyone to participate in this auction of our auction house!" The candidate for this auction is still the same old man from last time. "I also know why you are here, so I won't talk nonsense this time. Let's start our process immediately.
Let’s hold an auction!”
It was almost the same as last time. This time the old man in white robe still didn't talk nonsense and started very concisely.
Compared with the last time, the quality of the items in this auction has obviously improved a lot.
"This sword is called Bixue. It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. It is an outstanding work cast by a master invited by our auction house. It cuts iron like mud. The base price is two thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!" The old man stood in front of him.
There was a platinum tray, and a blue sword lay quietly on it. There was a faint cold air around the sword, making the surrounding air condense into white air. It was obviously a magical weapon.
Compared with the items in the previous auction, the quality has been significantly improved, but Ye Xiwen is still not very interested. He uses a knife. There is a huge difference between a knife and a sword. No matter how good the sword is, it is of no use.
However, Ye Xiwen was not interested, but many people were very interested, and the financial resources of the warriors who came this time were much stronger than before.
"Two thousand three hundred dollars!"
"Two thousand five hundred dollars!"
"Three thousand!"
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After two minutes of bidding, the sword was bought for 4,500 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.
Ye Xiwen was a little stunned by how rich he was.
Sure enough, Tianyin Auction House successively brought out some good weapons or precious materials, but none of them moved Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen had no use for it, so he did not participate in the competition. Of course, the most important thing is The thing is, the prices of the things this time are also more expensive than the previous ones. It's not that Ye Xiwen can't afford everything, it's just that he doesn't see the extent that Ye Xiwen feels that he must buy it.
Gradually, people even in the VIP box began to fight for it and set prices. Compared with those below, the people in the VIP box were undoubtedly much more generous.
However, the same auction item quickly attracted Ye Xiwen's attention.
"The item we are going to auction next is a piece of inner armor. This inner armor is made by a famous artist and is made of golden cicada silk. It is difficult to penetrate with swords and guns. With this inner armor, I believe that everyone's personal safety will be guaranteed. That’s a big guarantee!” the old man in white robe said with a smile.
As he spoke, he opened the red canvas and saw a snow-white inner armor lying quietly on it.
"Our lowest price for this inner armor is four thousand!" the old man in white robe said. Defense items are always much more expensive than weapons.
Ordinary magical weapons would never be so expensive, but this is still a piece of inner armor. With inner armor, it is definitely equivalent to having an extra life.
"Five thousand five hundred yuan!" Ye Xiwen shouted first. He was also very greedy for this inner armor. Although he knew that it would probably not fall into his hands, after all, he had limited financial resources, he still wanted to give it a try.
"Eight thousand!" As soon as Ye Xiwen finished speaking, a somewhat arrogant young man's voice immediately shouted, as arrogant as ever, adding two thousand five hundred yuan in one breath.
Ye Xiwen frowned. With such random remarks, only the Silver Wolf Chamber of Commerce would be really happy. Ye Xiwen looked at the old man in white robe in the center of the auction house. Sure enough, the old man in white robe narrowed his eyes with laughter.
Ye Xiwen recognized it. Isn't this voice the voice of the young city lord of Daqing City, Zhao Qiyan?
"Nine thousand yuan!" Another person in the VIP box said, looking at the position of the person in Xuan Mo Valley.
"Ten thousand yuan!" Zhao Qiyan said again, with a proud tone in his tone.
"Twelve thousand!" The young master of Xuan Mo Valley in the box also looked extremely arrogant.
"Fifteen thousand!" Zhao Qiyan spoke again, as if he didn't care about money at all, and finally made the young master of Xuan Mo Valley give in.
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