"I am the host of the Dark Night Auction, Qi Luo."
"You are all high-quality customers carefully selected by Dark Night Auction House. Since you have come here, you believe in Dark Night's strength."
"Therefore, I hope that you will abide by the rules during the auction and do not disrupt the auction or make false bids. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."
In the last sentence, Qi Luo's turbid eyes bloomed with a cold light, which made people's hearts palpitate.
"A holy king is here to host the auction. This dark night is becoming more and more difficult for people to see through." Chen Ling murmured secretly in his heart.
The whole audience was speechless.
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled, and his voice suddenly rose: "Now, this auction officially begins."
"The first item, the Holy Man Pill, is a pure power pill that contains a Holy Perfect Warrior. It is an excellent elixir for Holy Saint-level warriors to enhance their strength."
"The starting price is 300,000 holy stones. The bidding starts now."
The old man raised his hand and swept it away, and a jade bottle appeared directly in his hand, containing a golden pill the size of a dragon's eye.
"Three hundred and one thousand."
The moment the old man finished speaking, shouts of cheers rang out in the venue.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand."
"Three hundred and fifty thousand."
"Three hundred and seventy thousand."
The allure of a Supreme Saint Pill is huge. Although this refining method is a bit cruel, in the world of martial arts, where is it not cruel?
Voices sounded one after another, and the price soon reached 500,000 holy stones, and it was still rising.
"Six hundred thousand is about the same," Chi Jin said.
Although the Supreme Saint Pill is precious, it is only at the Supreme Saint level, with around 600,000 Holy Stones already reaching the top.
However, this Holy Saint Pill is just a good start, what comes next is the main event.
Neither Chen Ling nor Chi Jin participated.
Soon, the Supreme Saint Pill was auctioned off for a price of 640,000 Saint Stones.
"Haha, congratulations to the distinguished guest in box number 76 for taking the photo of the Holy Spirit Pill." The old man looked back, then raised his hand and waved, and the jade bottle flew directly to box number 76.
Chen Ling was shocked when he saw this scene.
"He actually handed the thing directly to the person who took the photo." Chen Ling exclaimed.
"This is the rule here. No one dares not to pay the Holy Stone, not even the Holy King. This will make the participants more comfortable." Chijin said.
"That's right. In this case, it seems like it's time to take action on the one you like next." Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Hearing this, Chi Jin couldn't help but lick his lips, his eyes burning.
"By the way, brother, when will you take action?" Chi Jin asked curiously.
"It depends on the mood of our seniors." Chen Ling smiled slyly.
When participating in the auction, he had already received a message from the seniors in the clan, and his troops were already in the dark city.
Chi Jin had a strange look on his face.
Judging from his mood, he is indeed a member of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan.
With this thought, he was completely free from worries.
Among the items in this auction, he also had his eye on a few.
"Next is the second piece, the top holy skill, Tiangang Purple Thunder, an offensive holy skill, fierce and domineering, with a starting price of 500,000 holy stones."
Qi Luo's voice sounded again.
Although the Supreme Saint Pill is precious, it is still far behind the top holy skills.
"Six hundred thousand." The moment Qi Luo's voice fell, Chi Jin shouted loudly.
Chen Ling couldn't help but look sideways.
This guy actually fell in love with this holy skill.
However, the power of the top holy skills is extremely extraordinary. Even if it is a genius from an ancient clan, it is a chance to obtain one.
Just add 100,000, and then there was a slight silence in the venue.
"Six hundred thousand."
"Six hundred and twenty thousand."
"Seven hundred thousand." Chi Jin said, and the price skyrocketed again.
Some people in the private rooms were already yelling at each other.
"Seven hundred and thirty thousand."
"Eight hundred thousand." Chi Jin spoke again.
This time, there was no sound.
"Congratulations on box number 103." Qi Luo shouted, with a smile on his face. It looked like he was rich and wealthy. Auctioneers like this kind of distinguished guests the most.
The scroll in his hand fell directly from the sky and fell into the box.
"Hey, I got it. It feels so good to be a white wolf with nothing." Chijin grinned his lips and smiled from ear to ear.
Eight hundred thousand holy stones?
No one will give you the end.
Chen Ling smiled, and his heart gradually became hot.
He was interested in two things.
Thousand-year-old sycamore trees, the essence and blood of the Nine Heavens Black Whale.
He also had to get the last Sky-Swallowing Beast body. Of course, if someone outside took action in advance, he wouldn't have to.
"The third item, the ultimate holy object, the Star Stone Holy Liquid."
"The starting price is six hundred thousand holy stones."
"Brother, this is an extremely sacred object, do you want it?" Chijin looked at Chen Ling and said.
Chen Ling shook his head slightly and said: "I don't have to, you can take action if you want."
Although it is an extremely holy object, the effect still depends on it.
To him, this star stone holy liquid is far inferior to the thousand-year-old sycamore tree.
"Hey, I'm not welcome then."
Chi Jin rubbed his palms.
There were already shouts of 730,000 people outside.
"Eight hundred thousand." As soon as Chi Jin opened his mouth, the price immediately increased by 70,000.
"Damn, it's this guy again."
"Damn it, who is this box number 103? How rich is he?"
Many private rooms cursed in anger when they heard this voice.
"Eight hundred and ten thousand."
"Eight hundred and fifty thousand."
"Eighty-nine thousand."
"One million." Chi Jin spoke for the third time.
The whole place was dead silent.
Even Qi Luo was slightly startled and took a deep look at Box 103.
There was silence for a long time, and everyone gave up.
"Congratulations to the distinguished guest in Box 103."
"Please keep the Star Stone Holy Liquid."
Qi Luo raised his hand, and the jade bottle containing the Star Stone Holy Liquid fell into the box.
Chen Ling suddenly felt sorry for the old man.
One by one, treasures were taken away, but no one knew that a disaster was coming, and not even a single sacred stone could be taken back.
The auction continues.
Each of the auction items is a unique treasure. If placed in the outside world, it is enough to cause chaos.
The subsequent auction directly reached the level of millions of holy stones.
After Chijin, he never participated again.
Too much is not enough.
Finally, Chen Ling got his thousand-year-old sycamore tree.
Thousand-year-old sycamore wood has majestic life force and unlimited vitality. After a warrior absorbs it, his life span can be extended by hundreds of years, and his life force and bloodline will be greatly improved.
"I won't go into details about the effects of thousand-year-old sycamore wood. As you all know, the starting price is three million holy stones."
"Three million and one million."
"Three million and two million."
"Three and a half million."
…
The thousand-year-old sycamore wood immediately brought the atmosphere in the venue to a peak, and the price rose rapidly.
In just a few dozen breaths, it directly surpassed four million holy stones.
The value of the thousand-year-old sycamore tree makes many warriors crazy, even the Holy King will be tempted.
As time passed, the price was about to reach five million. The number of bids gradually decreased, with only a few or two people left. The price also slowed down, increasing by ten thousand or twenty thousand at a time.
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, and his voice suddenly came out of the box: "Five million."
Qi Luo's pupils shrank, it was Box 103 again.
And he is not the same person as before.
The price of five million makes people hesitate.
"Five million and one million." However, there are still people who are unwilling to give up.
"Five million and one million." Chen Ling said calmly.
This time, there are no competitors. (To be continued)