A strange scene happened. Before Wen Renxue announced the starting price of the blood condensation ointment, the leader of the lion tribe who stood up already said loudly: "I will offer one hundred thousand mist coins."
Wen Renxue blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Chief Shiming, you are still as impatient as ever, but that's okay, let's go straight to the auction process. Blood coagulation ointment, 100,000 mist coins, is there a higher bid?
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In the gold card VIP room, Tong Man and Tong Kang could not help but stand up, clenching their fists with both hands, looking at the blood condensation ointment with longing expressions.
If the Tong tribe can get a piece of blood coagulation cream, then this time, they will definitely be able to send a disciple of the ancient martial arts sect, and the tribe can rise again after many years of silence.
This is a huge opportunity!
When Shi Ming shouted out the price of 100,000 mist coins, the two of them suddenly sat down on their chairs like deflated rubber balls. They looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
They currently only have more than 50,000 mist coins.
Shi Ming destroyed the illusions in their hearts at one price and made them realize the cruel reality very clearly.
Hope is right in front of you, but you can't grasp it. This feeling is really helpless.
Tong He quietly glanced at Fang Yun, and already regarded Fang Yun as a god in his heart.
Brother Yun is really amazing. Such a piece of imitation blood coagulation cream is actually so valuable. Yeah, it’s a big profit. Judging from the looks of the clan leader and elders, they seem to care about this blood coagulation cream. Do you want to tell them that it is actually Yun?
Where is the product produced by Brother?
Dong Jiashuai clenched his fist and raised it proudly to Fang Yun in celebration.
Fang Yun nodded with a smile, and many surprises surged in his heart.
The final auction price predicted by the auction house for the blood gel paste is 100,000 mist coins.
What I didn't expect was that the leader of the Lion Clan immediately pushed the price to 100,000 mist coins as soon as he opened his mouth. Good guy, this should be beyond the auction house's expectation.
Shi Ming was not the only big boss who attended the auction, there were seven or eight chiefs of the various tribes of the Lion Clan.
There are also five or six clan leaders of the Tiger clan.
This piece of blood coagulation cream would not be swatted away by Shi Ming so easily.
Almost as soon as Wen Renxue's voice landed, someone immediately started making quotes one after another.
The leaders of the powerful clans in the front row who hold silver medals are all competing. Therefore, the quotations are increased from 11,000 to 11,000. Almost in an instant, the price of the blood coagulation ointment has soared to 230,000.
Seeing the rising price of blood clotting ointment, the elf couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed happily.
Fang Yun gave him the right to share. He could get half of each auction item. This time, he could make a small profit again.
When Tong Man and Tong Kang saw the price trend of Xuegang Ointment, they had no special thoughts at all and had a wry smile on their face.
Judging from this growth, even if Fang Yun didn't pay a fine, even if the two tried to go all out, it would be difficult to get the blood clotting cream. Those big bosses from the powerful clan were simply crazy.
It must be said that the blood condensation ointment represents an extremely special meaning to the barbarians.
Especially among the patriarchs of these powerful clans, who doesn’t have direct descendants who need to be vigorously cultivated?
However, who can guarantee that direct descendants will have high enough qualifications?
What affects the barbarian's cultivation aptitude is precisely the bloodline concentration, that is, the degree of reversion to the ancestors.
In the past, there was no way around it. Qualifications were predetermined. Sometimes, you had to make do with cultivation.
Now that there is such a divine item as Blood Coagulation Cream, you must not miss it.
The auction price reached 230,000 fog coins.
Shi Ming raised his voice again and said loudly: "Three hundred thousand mist coins!"
After quoting the price, Shi Ming raised his hands to those around him and said loudly: "Everyone knows that my mistress is extremely smart and diligent in cultivation, but her bloodline is mottled and impure. Therefore, I am bound to get this blood coagulation ointment."
The lion clan chiefs present all calmed down and did not continue to increase their prices.
After all, the Lion Clan is a united race, and since Shi Ming is so interested in this blood gel, they naturally can't fight anymore.
But the Lion Clan is not the only race on the scene.
Almost as soon as Shi Ming's voice fell, another voice came up again: "Three hundred and fifty thousand, Shi Ming, don't look at me. You have a mistress in your family, and I also have a mistress in my family. Our mammoth clan is huge.
It is really not easy to obtain pure blood, and I am bound to get this blood clot ointment..."
The lion tribe is very strong, but they are just normal barbarians.
The Mammoth Tribe is an advanced race. Such barbarians often have a higher status in the Endless Wilderness. At this time, they actually stand up to compete with Shi Ming.
Shi Ming stared at the mammoth man intently, and the tall, mountain-like warrior also stared at him without showing any signs of weakness.
On the stage, Wen Renxue smiled and said loudly: "Don't worry, you two, Chief Shi Ming, I just introduced the use of blood coagulation ointment, and you can't wait to start bidding. In fact, I still have something to say,
Today, our auction house has a total of four copies of the same Blood Coagulation Cream, which will be launched one after another in subsequent auctions, so you two must not get angry with this first one."
The purpose of Wushi Auction House's existence is not simply to make money.
Earning the special resources of Qianzhongxing and maintaining good reputation are the foundation of Wushi Auction House.
Because of this, Wen Renxue stepped forward to smooth things over between the two of them.
Hearing what Wen Renxue said, the tense atmosphere of the two bosses improved slightly.
Shi Ming cupped his hands to the mammoth man from afar, and sat down without saying a word.
Wen Renxue announced the deal with a smile, and Mammoth Man bought the first piece of blood clotting cream for a high price of 350,000 yuan.
In the gold card VIP room, the elf Yi laughed loudly: "Ten thousand, ten thousand, another ten thousand..."
Tong Man and Tong Kang didn't know what the fog city inspector was laughing about, but Tong He and the others knew that this person was calculating his own auction share.
While Tong He was surprised and sighed at Fang Yun's ability to make money, he couldn't help puckering his lips and muttered: "I might as well let you be obsessed with small money!"
The elf laughed more and more proudly.
In the original auction plan, the six pieces of blood clotting cream were all ranked in the tenth sequence and were auctioned together.
There was no more blood coagulation cream after that.
But now, Fang Yun took a closer look and suddenly discovered that the auction items at the back of the display had been temporarily adjusted.
Three pieces of blood clotting cream appeared in the auction sequence in a relatively even manner.
However, what makes Fang Yun feel strange is that there are six pieces of blood coagulation cream that he handed over to the auction house for auction, but now only four pieces appear, and there are two more. Where did they go?
The auction house kept it until the next auction? But obviously, what Wen Renxue told herself was that all her auction items would be auctioned off in this auction?
Or maybe there are other things to pay attention to.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun looked at the elf and asked softly: "Master Yi, is there any special hidden link in the auction?"
Elf Yi thought for a moment, glanced at the others, then lowered his voice and said softly to Fang Yun: "Usually, the auction house has two stages. Master, you are a gold card VIP, so you should be eligible to participate in small auctions, but
Most of those auctions involve bartering, and there must be special treasures that can be obtained..."
After a pause, the elf smiled again and said: "Of course, for the young master, this is not a problem at all."
There are several rare treasures in Fang Yun's hands, which can be bartered in exchange for some special resources.
Hearing the elf's words, Fang Yun couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and he quickly understood the reason.
Tima civilization collects a large amount of basic resources through ordinary fog markets.
Then, some of the rare resources held by each tribe should have been discovered through barter and pocketed.
So, in theory, as long as I can participate in small auctions, I might be able to see more elixirs.
Nodding with a smile, Fang Yun said thank you to the elf, then turned around and continued to watch the auction. However, in his mind, he began to think about whether he should participate in the small auction later, and if he wanted to participate, what items he could give in exchange for resources.
Not long after the auction started, the tenth auction item set off a small climax. The blood condensation ointment sold for a high price of 350,000 mist coins.
Stimulated by the blood clotting ointment, the atmosphere in the auction house was aroused.
Next, four or five auction items in a row were all unexpectedly sold at prices that exceeded the auction house's expectations.
The price of each auction item exceeds 80,000.
Wen Renxue is as pretty as a flower, with a smile on her face and a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
Soon, the eighteenth and ninth auction items were invited, which was a magical elixir that Fang Yun was more concerned about.