"Five million sacred stones, I want to order this candle dragon residual wing!"
As soon as Sequoia started bidding, a strong voice immediately raised the price by four million, raising the price of the Candle Dragon Broken Wing to a high price of five million.
"Six million!"
However, this strong voice did not scare anyone. Another voice overshadowed this strong voice, neither salty nor light.
"Six and a half million!"
"Seven million!"
"..."
The bidding became louder and louder, but Zhuo Wen did not bid, but waited silently. He knew very well that joining the bidding now would not help at all, and it would be better to wait and order later.
When the price exceeded 10 million, the number of bids became significantly less frequent.
"Fifteen million!"
Zhuo Wen instantly added five million, which immediately stunned many monks in the auction house.
However, he only stayed calm for a while, and the strong voice from before spoke again: "I told you, I, Hao Tianyuan, will decide on this Candle Dragon Broken Wing. I'll give you 16 million, is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
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As soon as Hao Tianyuan said these words, many monks around him immediately gasped. It was obvious that Hao Tianyuan had a great reputation, otherwise it would not have been possible for so many monks to show such astonishment.
"Twenty million!"
Suddenly, a cold voice added four million in an instant, completely ignoring Hao Tianyuan's name.
Hao Tianyuan's face froze and his eyes darkened. He didn't expect that even though he had revealed his name, there were still people bidding. He was really arrogant.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He did not expect that the price of the Candle Dragon Wings would rise so quickly. Twenty million already exceeded the sum of all the sacred stones he had.
But Zhuo Wen didn't want to give up this candle dragon residual wing, because this thing seemed to be specially prepared for him to practice "Candle Dragon Nine Yin".
Once he is able to practice Zhulong Jiuyin with Zhulong's residual wings, his speed may be unmatched by anyone below Xu Tian, and even the mighty Xu Tian may not be much faster than him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen shook the bell in the box. This bell was for temporary emergency use, mainly to raise funds for the auction for the monks.
After a while, a beautiful woman entered Zhuo Wen's box.
"I need a lot of sacred stones. How many sacred stones do you plan to buy for this barrel of fire spirit juice?"
Zhuo Wen took out a whole bucket of fire spirit juice without even thinking about it.
The beautiful woman was almost stunned. She didn't expect that Zhuo Wen had so much fire spirit juice.
She knew that the distinguished guest in this box had previously auctioned off half a barrel of fire spirit juice.
"My dear guest, please wait a moment, I need to ask my superiors!"
The beautiful woman immediately took out the jade talisman, inquired inside, and said to Zhuo Wen: "Dear guest, our firm is willing to pay 30 million sacred stones to buy your fire spirit juice."
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes. He had just auctioned half a barrel of Fire Spirit Juice for 20 million, and now he took out a barrel of Fire Spirit Juice, which cost Jiang Hong Trading Company 30 million. This is too dark.
However, Zhuo Wen also knew that this was no better than an auction, so he nodded and agreed to the price.
After the transaction was completed, the price of Zhulong's Broken Wings had exceeded the 30 million mark, and the only remaining bidders were Hao Tianyuan and that indifferent voice.
"Thirty-one million!"
Hao Tianyuan gritted his teeth. This was already close to the limit of his divine stone reserves. He didn't believe that the cold voice would still bid.
Sure enough, after Hao Tianyuan reported the price, the cold voice stopped speaking, and Hao Tianyuan also breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his lips.
"An increase of one million is too petty. I'll pay 35 million!"
Hao Tianyuan originally thought that no one would bid, but suddenly the monk in the box who had been silent before suddenly asked to increase the price, which made Hao Tianyuan's face freeze.
"you……"
Hao Tianyuan was furious, and his consciousness violently swept towards the box where Zhuo Wen was, but unfortunately, they were all blocked out.
"What am I? If you have a divine stone, just add it." Zhuo Wen said sarcastically.
Hao Tianyuan suppressed his anger and said angrily: "Thirty-five and a half million..."
"Forty million!"
Zhuo Wen sneered and immediately increased the price to 40 million. Hao Tianyuan was so angry that he was shaking all over. The total number of sacred stones on his body was only 40 million. He could no longer bring out more sacred stones to bid with Zhuo Wen.
"Don't let me know who you are!" Hao Tianyuan looked at Zhuo Wen's box coldly and said.
"Idiot! You have no money and you still pretend to be in front of me."
Zhuo Wen was not afraid of the threat of Hao Tianyuan at all. He planned to leave this place after taking the Candle Dragon Wings, and then used Zhushengwuxiang to temporarily hide in preparation for practicing "Candle Dragon Nine Infants".
As for the seventh-level magic elixir that appeared in the finale, Zhuo Wen had no intention of bidding.
Putting aside whether he has enough divine stones on his body, these seventh-level divine elixirs alone may trigger a bidding war from Xutian Power, and he does not want to get involved in such disputes.
Although the Candle Dragon's broken wings are precious, they are not enough to catch the eyes of Xutian Almighty, but the seventh-level divine elixir is different.
This Hao Tianyuan's aura is quite strong, but it is only around the Second Disaster True God, so he doesn't pay attention to the threat of this Hao Tianyuan at all.
In the box not far away, Hao Tianyuan slammed his fist on the table. He stared at Zhuo Wen's box coldly, but he did not continue to retort, but murderous intent rose in his heart.
He decided to kill this reckless monk no matter what.
"The thing that is being auctioned next is called Red Cloud Immortal Soil. This is not an ordinary soil. It is said that this soil once cultivated a seventh-level magical medicine, and it has the aura of a seventh-level magical medicine. I think this thing is so precious.
You need me to tell you!"
Sequoia chuckled and continued: "The base price of this item is one million, and the increase will not be less than ten thousand!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the palm-sized piece of soil, and his heart became more and more astonished. He did not expect that this soil could have cultivated a seventh-level magic medicine.
And he also happened to think of the withered seventh-level magical medicine that he got from the Fire Cloud Domain. If he got this Red Cloud Immortal Land and used this fairy soil to cultivate the withered seventh-level magical medicine, would it be possible to make the seventh-level divine medicine?
Medicine has given me a new lease of life.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became intense, but the subsequent auction bidding made Zhuo Wen discouraged, because the price of Red Cloud Immortal Land quickly exceeded the 10 million mark.
"Twenty million sacred stones!"
Suddenly Hao Tianyun suddenly added ten million, and for a moment, there was silence all around.
Although the Scarlet Cloud Immortal Land is rare, it is only about the size of a palm. Twenty million is actually a bit expensive, so many monks gave up the bidding. In the end, the Red Cloud Immortal Land was obtained by Hao Tianyun.
Zhuo Wen silently glanced at Hao Tianyun who had slapped away the red cloud fairy soil, his eyes flickered, but he got up and left the box.
Since he can't get the Red Cloud Immortal Soil, he has no choice but to give up. In the future, he can search to see if he can find soil similar to the Red Cloud Immortal Soil, so as to cultivate the sixth-level and seventh-level magic medicine.
As soon as Zhuo Wen left the box, the maid in Hao Tianyun's box came in and said to Hao Tianyun: "Master Hao, that person has already left the box."
Hao Tianyun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Hao Tianyun's things are not that easy to get."
With that said, Hao Tianyun left the box.
As soon as Hao Tianyun left the box, Sequoia, who was originally hosting the auction, gave a sweet smile, then went back behind the scenes, and another woman continued to host.
"To be able to bring out a bucket of half-fire spirit juice, that distinguished guest is really rich. Our Jianghong Trading Company must treat him well!"
In the darkness, Sequoia twisted her waist and left the business. Behind her, a figure with a terrifying aura followed closely.
In another box not far from Hao Tianyun, a man in black with a cold expression gently rubbed the hilt of the sword at his waist, then stood up and left the box.
The moment Zhuo Wen left the trading house, three powerful spiritual consciousnesses instantly locked onto him.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were condensed, but his heart was full of sneers. He immediately took out the Thunder Fire Sword and flew towards the outside of Fansha City with a whoosh.
Zhuo Wen is not that easy to bully. Since he is targeting Zhuo Wen, he must be prepared to be killed.
Zhuo Wen was not slow, but he was not fast either. He left Fansha City very quickly.
When he reached a no-man's land, a sound broke through the air suddenly and stabbed him in the back.
Zhuo Wen twisted his waist and made a mistake with his Thunder Fire Sword, dodging the air-piercing weapon behind him.
"The response was pretty good. I originally thought it was some powerful true god bidding against me, Hao Tianyuan, but I didn't expect it was just an ant in the late stage of the god."
A cold voice came, and Zhuo Wen turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in blue behind him. He knew that this man should be Hao Tianyuan.
Hao Tianyuan's aura was extremely strong, and he had a strong aura of thunder and fire, which was a sign of surviving thunder disasters and fires. He knew that this person was a two-disaster true god.
However, Hao Tianyuan's aura of thunder and fire is not strong, and he probably has not survived these two major disasters a few times. He can be said to be a relatively ordinary two-disaster true god.
"What? The majestic true god wants to rob me, a descendant of a mere god?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Hao Tianyuan laughed and said: "Are you scared? It's a pity that even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you will still die because you have offended me, Hao Tianyuan. From the moment you insult me, you are dead.
Already."
"Idiot!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Hao Tianyuan's face suddenly froze. He looked at Zhuo Wen with a gloomy look and said, "What did you say? You actually dare to insult me again. Don't you want to live anymore?"
"Idiot, didn't you say that I will definitely die? Since it's all about death, I might as well call you an idiot a few more times, and I also think this term suits you very well." Zhuo Wen said sarcastically.
"die!"
Hao Tianyuan was completely angered. He took out an ax and rushed toward Zhuo Wen.
At the same time, the aura of thunder and fire on Hao Tianyuan instantly became violent, causing Hao Tianyuan's entire body to be wrapped in the shadow of thunder and fire.
Zhuo Wen glanced around intentionally or unintentionally, and with his powerful spiritual consciousness, he immediately discovered that there were still three auras hidden here, but these three auras were hidden in the void, silently observing everything.
boom!
Zhuo Wen just held the Thunder Fire Sword, blocked it slightly, and immediately flew out with blood vomiting from his mouth, his face extremely pale.
"Ants are just ants, they are really not worth mentioning!"
Hao Tianyuan's eyes were filled with disdain, and he continued to chase Zhuo Wen with his ax in hand. He wanted to kill the monk completely and then seize his spiritual ring.
But Hao Tianyun didn't see the sarcasm in Zhuo Wen's peripheral vision.