Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Chapter 55 Hate?

Tang Ling naturally didn't know what Ning Weilan was thinking. At this time, his attention fell on the items being auctioned.

It was a pill called the Golden Jade Pill, which could help soul masters of level [-] and below to temper their bodies and stabilize their soul power level. Although it could not directly increase the level, it could help soul masters to improve their soul power at the same level. The power is more powerful, which is a rare existence in the soul master class.

This was also something that Shura Palace sold out in batches. The starting price was 50, and it was finally sold to a VIP in another private room for 230 million. This price can actually be said to be a serious premium, but it can help soul masters practice. The price of elixirs will not be low.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg of Shura Hall. Some things will only be consumed internally. What can be released will naturally be accepted by everyone without going too far.

Shura Palace has always relied on various elixirs to become famous and develop. Every once in a while, Bai Haoyi and the others will release some at various auctions to balance expenditure and income.

After that, a few pills appeared here and there. The price was still high. There were many rich people, but the supply of pills exceeded the demand.

"Tell me, who is the person behind the Shura Palace who can produce so many elixirs with terrifying effects?" Ning Weilan naturally has clear knowledge, and the family will also buy some elixirs that can restore injuries in bulk through various gatherings. , elixirs that can stabilize the realm, such rare elixirs, it is difficult for their family to buy many.

"By the way, have you also met the Lord of the Asura Palace?" Ning Weilan was also curious about how Tang Ling and the Lord of the Asura Palace met, and how did these two people get to know each other when they were so invisible.

Tang Ling looked at Ning Weilan with a half-smile in his eyes, "I only know that he is a difficult guy to get along with."

Tang Ling changed his position and sat against the back of the sofa. He picked a relatively fresh apple, broke it into two with both hands, gave one to Ning Weilan, and took a few bites of it indifferently.

And soon we came to the penultimate auction item today. The Soto Spirit Fighting Arena was still too small. In the past, the large auctions that Tang Ling went to were basically open 24 hours a day.

"For the items we are auctioning below, you can relax and prepare for our last heavyweight auction item!"

As he spoke, he motioned to the audience, and three strong men pushed up a cart and an iron cage, which contained an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. There was an iron chain tied around the boy's neck, and the other side of the iron chain. One end is tied to the iron cage.

"As you can see, this is an 11-year-old boy. His soul power has reached level nine! The martial soul has awakened a shield. If someone can tame him, he must be a good fighter! The starting price is [-] gold Soul coins! Each price increase must not be less than one thousand gold soul coins!"

Tang Ling naturally understood that this was all just to make up the numbers. The ninth-level soul power was used as a thug for high-ranking officials and rich people, so he probably died somehow.

The auction house was eerily quiet. No one called out the price, and no one would bid for a child who couldn't do anything.

When he saw the child's eyes, he paused briefly and then made an offer, "Ten thousand gold soul coins."

The auctioneer didn't seem to expect anyone to bid, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He had originally planned that it wouldn't sell, but 1 yuan was actually a high price.

Ning Weilan was a little puzzled by Tang Ling's bidding. Although she was a girl, she had obviously seen many such scenes. There were too many slaves and women at the auction. She couldn't be saved. Her father told her.

"Ling, why do you want to buy him?" Ning Weilan stepped forward. Of course, she would not think that Tang Ling was the kind of person who took pleasure in bullying slaves.

"The way you look at him." Tang Ling raised his finger.

Ning Weilan looked in the direction of his finger. The little boy narrowed his mouth and stared at the auctioneer with bloodshot eyes. She had no doubt that if there was no cage, he would pounce on him and bite off a piece of meat from him. When he came down, his face was still bleeding from being whipped.

"I like the look in his eyes." Tang Ling smiled disapprovingly. He hadn't seen such a fierce look in his eyes for a long time.The cage was quickly pushed in, "VIP, this is your product."

Tang Ling paid the money, raised his head, glanced at the man nonchalantly, and said, "You stay, but the cage and chain will be taken away."

The man responded and didn't care about Tang Ling's attitude. This kind of situation is too common. Besides, the red VIP rooms are all powerful beings. Being an enemy of them is purely asking for trouble. I don’t even know how he died.

The person pushing the cart went out, and there were only three people left in the entire private room.

The child looked at Tang Ling, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and he seemed to be in pain. His eyes were cold and dark, and he was filled with hatred and wanted to tear everything to pieces.

Ning Weilan looked at the child standing in the corner worriedly. Is such a person really safe to have around?

Tang Ling gave Ning Weilan a reassuring look, telling her not to worry, and returned his attention to the last item.

According to the auctioneer, it was the Right Arm Bone of Power, from the 2-year-old Earth Bear, and the starting price was as high as 800 million gold soul coins!
The appearance of this soul bone caused the entire auction house to boil. Most of the people who came to the auction house were soul masters. No soul master would not care about the appearance of soul bones. The 2-year-old Earth Bear soul bones would definitely be given to Soul masters increase their power proportionally, except for the upper-level forces, 800 million, which is undoubtedly an astronomical number.

"Nineteen million!" The middle-aged man with yellow teeth spoke first. From the private room, you could see the passion and greed in his eyes.

"2000 million!"

"Twenty-six and a half million!"

Everyone is selfish, especially when it comes to improving the soul bones of a soul master, and Tang Ling is no exception.

"Twenty-six and a half million!"

The prices were constantly increasing, and there were also some people who had their own thoughts. Hei Ming and Little Golden Retriever clearly felt the murderous intent. They got up and lay down next to them.

At the same time, the child who had been standing in the corner suddenly rushed forward. He roared, his bloody face became fierce, and he clenched a wolf fang tightly in his hand and stabbed Tang Ling in the neck. Come up.

Tang Ling didn't even give him a look. He strangled his neck with one hand and pressed the bidding device next to him with the other hand, "3000 million."

The middle-aged man opposite looked at him fiercely, with a murderous look on his face. 3000 million was already his limit. If he raised the price further, his sect would not have the funds. He wanted to see who dared to snatch it. Something he likes.

Tang Ling looked back and saw that the child was holding his hand tightly. A bright red mark was bleeding slowly. The fangs kept stabbing his hand. Tang Ling didn't care, but Ning Weilan's heart was in her throat. , she knew that she couldn't persuade him now.

"Do you hate it?" Tang Ling said slowly.

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(End of this chapter)