When he arrived at the banquet hall, Jiang Xinyu didn't find his father, so he asked the maid next to him: "Where is my father?"
"Reporting to the young city lord, the city lord and the great elder went to the prince city to make purchases. It is said that they are preparing to open a branch. They have not been in the city recently." The delicate and beautiful maid made a very pleasant and soft voice.
"Okay, you go down first." Jiang Xinyu pinched the maid's face, then put his hands behind his back and led Ye Feng and others to sit on the seats.
After having their fill of wine and food, everyone moved to the Zhenbao Pavilion Auction Hall a few miles away.
This is a domed building with a height of 100 meters, with a ten-foot-high auction platform in the middle, surrounded by a large number of seats and boxes in the air.
As distinguished guests, Ye Feng and his party were naturally assigned to the Tianzi No. 1 box.
Through the gauze curtain, the disciples saw people entering the Treasure Pavilion one after another, sitting in their seats, and waiting quietly.
Suddenly, a dozen or so auras at the Juyuan Realm level entered the Treasure Pavilion.
Ye Feng felt a little familiar. He opened the gauze curtain and looked down, and found that the person who came turned out to be Zhenren Yunhua, the city lord of Sanyuan City, the deputy city lord of Baifu City, a powerful person from the Baiqi Sect, Qingyun Sect and other forces.
"It is said that the heavyweight auction item this time is a medium-grade spiritual weapon of excellent quality. It is rumored that the value is no less than 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones. I happen to be short of a spiritual sword. Let's see who dares to compete with me.
"
A burst of domineering words came.
When everyone heard the sound, they felt the pressure increase greatly. The entire Treasure Pavilion seemed to be shaking, and they couldn't help but follow the sound.
I saw Master Qingyun in a green shirt coming with his hands on his back, followed by several elders of Qingyun Sect, his body was full of light and extraordinary momentum.
"Whoever has money in the auction will get it. Master Qingyun cannot be so domineering." The leader of the Liuyun Sect walked into the Treasure Pavilion and said with a smile.
He gently waved his hand to remove Master Qingyun's momentum.
The pressure on the others dropped greatly, and they couldn't help but cast grateful glances at the Liuyun Sect leader.
"Ahem, fellow Taoists, the auction is about to begin, please take a seat."
An old man who was at the second level of the Juyuan Realm walked into the Treasure Pavilion and stood on the high auction platform. "Old man Jiang Daoli is the permanent host of the auction pavilion. I believe that many Taoist friends here know me."
"Then, I won't waste any time and start bidding directly!"
"The first treasure is a first-level spell "Aura Pegasus". After mastering it, you can use aura to transform into a white horse with two wings on its back, which can fly for a short time. The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of aura. The starting price is three
Ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones."
The host Jiang Daoli took out an ancient book and quickly completed the introduction.
"Thirty-five."
"thirty eight."
"forty."
"..."
After a round of fierce bidding, "Aura Pegasus" was sold for fifty-three low-grade spiritual stones.
"The second auction item is a bottle of spiritual wine that has been treasured for many years. It can speed up cultivation, especially if both parties drink a cup before double cultivation. The effect, tsk tsk, only Taoist friends who have tried it will know..."
Jiang Daoli talked eloquently and attracted people to bid.
In less than half an hour, hundreds of spiritual weapons, spells, elixirs, or refined spiritual mines had been sold.
However, the level of these objects is not high, and most of them are in the Qi Refining Realm bidding.
At the back, there began to be auctions for second- and third-grade spells, ordinary mid-grade spiritual weapons, low-grade Yuan Condensing Pills and other treasures suitable for use in the Juyuan Realm.
Ye Feng watched calmly and did not take action.
It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s that the Piaomiao Sect is too poor. Even if they sell thirty low-grade spiritual weapons and get sixty mid-grade spiritual stones, they still have to dig and search, otherwise it will be difficult to get them all to refine.
The spiritual stones required for the Five Elements Spiritual Sword.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
"The next thing to be auctioned is this time's most popular item, an excellent middle-grade spiritual sword with an estimated value of no less than five thousand spiritual stones. It was made by a certain weapon-refining master. The starting price is three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
"
Jiang Daoli opened a wooden box and took out a sharp spiritual sword. It was only about a foot long, but it had a cold glow.
As soon as the spirit sword came out, everyone felt their skin sting, as if they had encountered a strong enemy.
"It's finally begun." Seeing the spirit sword, Ye Feng and the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect immediately became interested and wanted to see how much it could be sold for.
In an instant, dozens of spiritual consciousnesses covered the spiritual sword, constantly scanning it to judge its quality and value.
"Sure enough, it is a good sword. I bid three thousand five thousand!" Master Qingyun took the lead in withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, crossed his arms, and gradually raised the corners of his mouth, and was the first to quote the price.
"This sword is so exquisite. It can be said to be a rare treasure for practitioners who practice swordsmanship. This sect leader is also interested in it and bids 3,800 yuan!" The sect leader of Liuyun Sect was not to be outdone.
In normal times, bidding against the petty Qingyun real person would definitely be resented by him, but now that there is a huge threat like Demon City, the leader of Liuyun Sect just wants to improve his own strength as much as possible.
This spiritual sword must be acquired!
"Four thousand." The leader of the Hundred Weapons Sect also participated in the bidding.
He has never seen such an exquisite refining technique, as if it was not made by humans, because the formation patterns on it are particularly neat. If you can get this spirit sword and take it back to the Hundred Weapons Sect for study, you will definitely gain a lot.
"Four thousand and five!" Master Qingyun slapped the armrest angrily.
"Four thousand and eight!" The leader of Liuyun Sect increased the price again.
"Five thousand!" The leader of the Hundred Weapons Sect frowned and increased the price. This was already his limit. If it was more expensive, forget it. After all, the Hundred Weapons Sect was not his only one, and he could not spend so much money to buy a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
"Five thousand and three." Master Qingyun smashed the handrail, "Whoever dares to bid with me again will be beaten after leaving the door."
As soon as these words came out, everyone shrank their necks.
Jiang Daoli, who was in charge of hosting, twitched his lips and secretly thought that Master Qingyun was too domineering. During the auction, what I hated the most were people who used their power to oppress others. They broke the rules, which also led to the auction pavilion making less money.
The masters of Liuyun Sect and Baiqi Sect looked at each other in the distance, both shook their heads helplessly, and gave up the idea of continuing to increase the price.
In the box.
Ye Feng slapped his thigh and secretly cursed Master Qingyun, an old guy, for being so overbearing and daring to cut off his own financial path, so he shouted:
"Beating? Are you worthy?!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Many people who didn't know the situation cast disbelieving glances at the box where Ye Feng was sitting. Who on earth dared to fight against the domineering Master Qingyun? Don't you want to live anymore?
Jiang Daoli and Jiang Xinyu also shrank their pupils.
Ye Feng offended Master Qingyun. What would happen if the two sides fought in Longwucheng?
"It's him!"
The leader of Liuyun Sect, the leader of Hundred Weapons Sect, the leader of Sanyuan City, and others all stared at the sudden sound.
Master Qingyun was very familiar with this voice, as if he had gone back to the day when he was beaten by Ye Feng, and his old body was shaken.
The elder of the Qingyun Sect next to him thought that his sect leader was angry, so he pointed at the box where Ye Feng was and scolded: "Where can a young man dare to..."
"Shut up and get out!"
Master Qingyun kicked the elder away, then sat upright, stared at the box where Ye Feng was sitting, and sneered: "Ye Feng! If you are rich, you can bid for the auction instead of showing off your power of words."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Qingyun Zhenren, who was rumored to be petty, vindictive, and domineering, actually did not take action against Ye Feng, but lived in peace?
How is this going?
Are you scared?
Except for a few people including the leader of the Liuyun Sect, even the disciples of the Miao Miao Sect found this incident unbelievable.
"Master Qingyun seems to be a little afraid of the master's uncle. Can anyone tell me what's going on?" Shi Lei said he was confused.
All the disciples looked at Ye Feng.
"My bid is five thousand five thousand!" Ye Feng ignored everyone's shock and started to make an offer.
On the high platform.
Jiang Daoli swallowed his saliva, looked at Master Qingyun, and said: "Qing... Master Qingyun, this Head Ye's bid seems to be higher than yours."
Master Qingyun had a gloomy face and coldly snorted: "Six thousand!"
"Six thousand and one yuan." Ye Feng quoted.
"Six thousand and five!" Master Qingyun increased the price.
"Six thousand five hundred and one." Ye Feng continued to quote, and it was always one spiritual stone higher than Qingyun's bid.
"I am so angry!" Master Qingyun crushed the floor with his foot, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and he was about to explode in full force.
Everyone almost knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
In the box.
Mo Ying lowered her voice and said: "Master, we can't afford this price, can we?"
"I don't want to buy, but I want to drive up the price." Ye Feng smiled.
He used the Feng Yuan Lingzhu to block the conversation. Except for Mo Ying, no other disciples could hear the sound.
"I understand!" Mo Ying nodded and looked at Master Qingyun in the distance, "But what if Master Qingyun hates him afterwards?"
"Do you think he can beat me?" Ye Feng asked back.
Mo Ying was stunned at first, and then her pupils suddenly shrank.
No wonder Ye Feng is so arrogant, it turns out that he is so strong that he is not afraid of Master Qingyun.
Could it be that he is at the peak of Juyuan Realm?
Thinking of the incident where the demon city was bombarded by meteorites by a mysterious strong man, Mo Ying looked at Ye Feng, who was as smart as her, and instantly thought that this was the third-level spell "Strike of the Sky and Moon" of the Miao Miao Sect.
"Sure enough, the leader is the peak Juyuan Realm man who caused havoc in the Demon City! It turns out that his strength is so amazing, no wonder he has so many weird and bizarre methods."
Mo Ying suddenly became enlightened.
At this time, Master Qingyun suddenly walked out of the box, pointed at Ye Feng and yelled: "I have bought this middle-grade spiritual sword for eight thousand yuan!"
The sound is like thunder, accompanied by the sound of swords, making people's hearts tremble.
Ye Feng thought for a while and felt that he could not raise the price any more.
Otherwise, if Master Qingyun suddenly stops buying, it will be a big loss.
So, Ye Feng deliberately stood in front of the box, his expression changed from calm before to serious, as if he was considering whether to increase the price. His acting skills were unparalleled.
"Are you going to increase the price or not?" Master Qingyun sneered.
In his opinion, Ye Feng, who was in deep thought, must have run out of money, otherwise, it would be impossible not to increase the price immediately.
Ye Feng frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he sighed: "Alas! Ye is short of money and cannot increase the price. It is a pity that he missed such a wonderful middle-grade spiritual sword!"
After saying that, Ye Feng slumped down on the chair and looked up at the sky, as if he had missed a big opportunity. His acting skills became more and more superb, and even Mo Ying almost believed it.
"Master, are you okay?" Li Jiaojiao and other female disciples quickly gathered around him, squeezing his shoulders and hitting his back, and they cooperated very well.
"Since Master Ye has withdrawn from the competition, this middle-grade spiritual sword has been sold to Master Qingyun for 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones." Jiang Daoli made the final decision.
"Oh, you dare to compete with me even if you don't have money!" Master Qingyun said with a ferocious smile. He paid the money on the spot and got this exquisite and unparalleled middle-grade spiritual sword. He immediately recognized its owner and named it "Qingyun Sword".
Can't put it down.
Then, he looked sideways at Ye Feng, feeling proud.
Master Qingyun had no idea that the Qingyun Sword he spent 8,000 spirit stones on was actually refined by Ye Feng!
He didn't even know that he had been tricked!
Although the quality of this spiritual sword is very high, its real price is only five to six thousand spiritual stones, which is far lower than the transaction price of eight thousand yuan.
In a certain luxury box.
Young City Master Jiang Xinyu swallowed his saliva and silently gave Ye Feng a thumbs up.
"Headmaster Ye's move to jack up the price directly caused the transaction price of the middle-grade spirit sword to increase by 40%. It's high, it's really high!"