"Sir, Zhao is very interested in these stone beads. I wonder if I can part with them!"
At the auction, a foreigner named Lin was very frustrated. He had been treating these things as treasures for many years, but he could never figure out the origin of these stone beads.
Zhao Feng originally thought that this person was unwilling to take action, and when he was about to think of another way, the stone bead holder said:
"You want them all?"
"certainly!"
The man gritted his teeth and said, "One high-grade soul crystal for one price!"
"ah!"
Many bidders were shocked, and some impatient people yelled: "What the hell, something that no one can understand, is actually considered a treasure, a top-grade soul crystal, but one million soul stones! How can you?"
Don’t grab it!”
"Is this person going crazy thinking about money? This thing is really a treasure! Tsk!"
"I don't even want this piece of shit. It's so heavy and has no value at all!"
An old man in white robes, the only one among them all who did not wear a mask, listened to his advice:
"Brother, why bother? No one can figure out these things. Everyone here, I'm afraid no one will bid. You can just give a price and sell it to this little brother. Why bother carrying a bunch of stones around?
of?"
This person may have a perverse personality. The more others say that his things are useless and worthless, the more he insists on his opinion.
"A high-grade soul crystal is missing. Lin would rather take the original one back!"
Zhao Feng thought about it again and again and decided to buy it: "Deal!"
Zhao Feng took out one of the few high-grade soul crystals he had, and handed it to the supporter of the treasure competition with great pain. The host finally transferred the stone bead to him.
"Sir, although these stone beads are magical, no one can break them, and no one knows what they are. Why did you buy them at a high price?" Queen Ina was very puzzled.
Zhao Feng looked mysterious and said in a low voice: "This is the real treasure. The value of any one of them is more than a hundred times the reserve price!"
"What?" Queen Ina was shocked. She didn't expect this object to be so valuable, which meant that these ordinary-looking stone beads were really rare treasures.
The person holding the stone beads had no secrets and took out all the stone beads in his hand. There were thousands of them and they were piled together like a small mountain.
Zhao Feng suddenly stood up and when he saw one of them, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "Haha, God help me!"
Upon seeing this, Queen Ina quietly talked to her master, Barbarian Tiger: "Master, are these stone beads treasures with great origins?"
Barbarian King Tiger replied: "Although I don't know what kind of treasure this object is, I can sense the powerful life force contained in it. This object is indeed a rare treasure!"
Zhao Feng was sure that these stone beads were the Heavenly Spirit Beads he was looking for. He was so happy that he completely forgot where he was.
No one in the auction house knew that the real treasure had changed hands. Next, the person who went up for auction was a person dressed as a young woman.
"My princess, I will exchange this ice spirit stone for a weapon, at least a semi-sacred weapon! A long sword is the best!"
Ice Spirit Stone is not an outstanding material, but it is not difficult to exchange for top-grade black lacquer. Soon, the woman got the weapon she wanted.
"Your Majesty, I have a better weapon in my hand. This princess is willing to exchange it for an ice dragon egg! This is an ice dragon that can grow into the Dragon King!"
The woman saw that the man in exchange must be an outstanding swordsmith, so she made a new request. Only then did everyone realize that what this woman of unknown origin had just done was just asking for directions.
As soon as the woman's words came out, exclamations came from the whole place: "Dragon clan is the most protective of shortcomings. Didn't you expect that this woman can actually get the ice dragon egg?"
"It's incredible. The ice dragon is only one step away from the holy dragon. This woman must have an extraordinary origin!"
"Oh my God, ice dragon eggs are such a rare thing!" Some people coveted them.
"Princess, are you taking out the ice dragon egg in exchange for a spiritual weapon?" the big man asked.
"Exactly!" the mysterious woman replied.
The big man changed his message and said: "I am the Saint Craftsman of the Sword Forging Valley. This is my token. Later you can hold this token in person and go to the Sword Forging Valley to get the long sword you need!"
The mysterious woman saw the big man's token and weighed it in her hand: "Okay!"
After the woman finished speaking, she handed the big man a battle pet bracelet. After the big man persisted, he nodded: "Thank you!"
No one noticed that after this ordinary transaction, the mysterious woman who claimed to be a princess had a cold light in her eyes, and she seemed to have a deep hatred for the big man.
No one thought that not long after, the famous Sword Forging Valley in the nightmare world would be slaughtered overnight, and the Sword Forging Valley would disappear from then on.
No one knows the reason. The Sword Forging Valley was destroyed, and a large amount of sword-making skills leaked out, attracting the attention of many forces.
In the center of Haiyun City, Zhao Feng began to play with many rare elixirs, dazzling the surrounding barbarians and foreign dignitaries.
"Who is this young man? He has such extraordinary means at such a young age?"
Two men in purple robes talked in a low voice: "It seems that this man has a good relationship with the barbarians, or he may be an alchemist recently attracted by the barbarians!"
The two of them briefly chatted for a few words without saying anything, watching Zhao Feng's every move with great interest.
Zhao Feng is not afraid of anyone spying on him refining the elixir. Even ordinary alchemists cannot see these refining techniques, not to mention that there are no skilled alchemists here except him.
The auction at the auction house came to an end for the time being. In the floating tower where Zhao Feng was, a tall man wearing a Shura shirt walked to the auction stage.
"Ji, there is a Yin-Yang sword to be auctioned. This sword is a top-level spiritual weapon! Please take a look!"
As the man spoke, he drew his sword out of its sheath. A flash of red light flashed, and above the long sword in the man's hand, there was a slightly shorter long sword suspended.
The long knife in the hand of the man wearing Shura's robe is a combination of yin and yang. The blade is extremely sharp. There is a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling when he swings it.
"The sword in Ji's hand is called Shura Blood Shadow. Those who practice magic can exert greater power with this sword!"
Facing the top-level spiritual weapon, the sword, a commotion immediately broke out in the auction house.
"Everyone, a certain family is determined to get this knife. I hope everyone can give it a try and don't cause trouble!"
On the thirty-fifth floor, in the auction house, a young-looking man spoke, causing dissatisfaction among many people around him.
"Boy, who are you and why am I waiting for you?"
"You don't even pee and take pictures, just because you want us to withdraw from the auction, you are overestimating your capabilities!"
The young man didn't take it seriously and took out a token from his arms. When the bidders around him saw it, they couldn't help but retreat.
"It turns out to be a guy from the Blood Demon Palace. What a damn bad luck!"
Someone recognized the token and quietly stepped away. However, just when the young man was feeling triumphant, a short knife suddenly flew from a distance. The light of the knife flashed, and the young man's head fell to the ground...