Self-struggle starting from Douluo

The starting price for the Xuan-level intermediate fighting finger technique is 100,000 gold coins.

And because it was the first lot to be auctioned, the white-haired old man even set a ceiling price of 800,000. Whoever bids this price first will own it, and any higher price offered later will be of no use.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the sounds of bidding one after another instantly rang out in the huge auction hall.

However, those who were bidding were all people in the hall, and no one in the private room on the second floor made an offer.

Soon, the price of this volume of Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills soared from the starting price of 100,000 to 570,000.

Then Cai Lin suddenly said, "Eight hundred thousand!"

This sound not only attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, but also the eyes of people in the surrounding private rooms.

Firstly, Cai Lin's voice always carries a kind of charm that touches people's hearts. Secondly, how could someone who can go to the second floor be interested in a Xuan-level fighting skill?

Qing Huan also looked at her in surprise and said, "It's just a Xuan-level fighting skill. Is it necessary?"

Cai Lin glanced at Qing Huan and said, "A mere 800,000... Don't you know how rich the Alliance is?"

Qing Huan was stunned and said in surprise: "The Alliance is very rich?"

Cai Lin chuckled and said, "Ya Fei, some people in the alliance now call her the 'Queen of Gold'. What do you think?"

Qing Huan suddenly realized, exhaled, and said: "Some people, if you give them a step, they can fly to the sky!"

Cai Lin said proudly: "As long as the skills and fighting techniques can be bought with money, the alliance will never miss it!"

Rich man!
Once the price of 800,000 was announced, the ownership of this fighting skill book was decided.

The white-haired old man smiled and knocked lightly three times on the auction table with the silver hammer in his hand. From his expression, he knew that the price of 800,000 was already beyond the value of the fighting skill itself.

It has to be said that when it comes to money, Yafei's realm has surpassed that of ordinary people.

Even the Black Emperor Sect would consider whether the value was equal, but the alliance under Ya Fei's control had gotten rid of the concept of money and only cared about its own needs.

Problems that can be solved with money are never problems. Only the richest people can say this.

……

After this good start, the atmosphere in the auction house was gradually aroused.

Taking advantage of the excitement, the white-haired auctioneer also moved out other auction objects one after another.

These auction items were sold at a good price due to their excellent quality and the inspiring praise from the white-haired old man.

It seems that this time, the Black Emperor Sect will indeed make a lot of money from this auction.

Among them were three copies of advanced Xuan-level skills, all of which were bought by Cai Lin at prices of 2.5 million, 2.7 million, and 3 million respectively.

Simply inhumane!
This also made the atmosphere in the auction even more heated.

This enthusiasm lasted for more than two hours, and gradually died down as the quality of the items became higher and higher.

"This is an intermediate earth-level ruler-style fighting skill."

The white-haired old man picked up a fiery red scroll and looked directly at Qing Huan, or more precisely, at Cai Lin, and said, "Although the Ruler Technique is rare, it is said that it was left by a Dou Zun senior who roamed the continent hundreds of years ago, and it is worth a lot...

This foot-based fighting skill is called Liuhe Youshen Foot, and the price is set at 1.8 million. Each bid must not be less than 10,000. If you are interested, you can make an offer."

Cai Lin spoke directly, "Two million."

Dou Zun, anything that touches this level will undoubtedly skyrocket in value, but Cai Lin’s previous “inhumane wealth” had already made everyone feel timid, and when she asked for two million, most people simply chose to give up.

In the private room on the second floor, a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly said, "Two and a half million."

Now, everyone became interested and looked at Cai Lin, and of course some took the opportunity to feast their eyes.

As expected, Cai Lin said calmly: "Three million."

The man in black robe spread his hands, indicating that he gave up.

Everyone was immediately disappointed, as they had thought they would see a fierce fight between dragons and tigers.

The white-haired old man raised the silver hammer with a smile and asked, "Three million, is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

After about a minute of silence, no one made a bid, so the white-haired old man had to hammer and decide the owner of the "Liuhe Youshen Chi".

At this time, Qing Huan received a soul message from the man in black robe: "Qing Huan, can't you ask Queen Medusa to let me go?"

Qing Huan was speechless and replied, "She is here to buy on behalf of the alliance. What can I do?"

"Don't you have the final say on the alliance?" "Don't talk nonsense. Ya Fei is the one in charge of the alliance. Her words have final say... I remember that you have a good relationship with Ya Fei. You can ask Ya Fei for it later."

"Then I have to owe Sister Yafei a big favor again."

"You don't want to owe her, so you want to owe me?"

"Anyway, I owe you enough. It doesn't matter if I owe you a little more."

"Fuck off!"

"..."

Cai Lin sensed the fluctuations in the soul and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who are you communicating with?"

Qing Huan pursed her lips and said, "Xiao Yan, the one who was bidding against you... So, how much money did you bring?"

Cai Lin glanced at the man in black robes and said, "So it was him. No wonder... If there are five more earth-level fighting skills like this, I will almost have to pay for them with pills."

Qinghuan smacked her lips.

After bidding on a few more items, the white-haired old man on the stage picked up a dark scroll and looked at Cai Lin.

Needless to say, it's another fighting skill or martial arts technique.

Sure enough, the old man smiled and said, "Intermediate Earth Rank Kung Fu, Shadow Kung Fu, Dark Attribute Fighting Qi... Starting price, three million."

It’s not a fighting skill, but a martial art!

And it’s an earth-level technique!

Cai Lin directly quoted the price: "Five million!"

No one in the hall made a bid, but someone in the private room was tempted and tried to bid, but he backed off after Cai Lin said "eight million".

In the end, Cai Lin bought this earth-level martial arts technique at a price of "eight million".

The white-haired old man had a sad look on his face. He was happy with Cai Lin's generosity before, but now he finally tasted the bitter fruit.

Several powerful forces were clearly tempted, but were scared away.

The eight million worth of earth-level skills is a waste!
Qinghuan had only one thought at this moment: how much money did Yafei make through the alliance?

……

"Haha, the items to be auctioned next are a little weird, but they should be quite attractive to some people who are in need."

The white-haired old man wiped his sweat, and subconsciously glanced at Qinghuan in between movements, then quickly looked away without anyone noticing.

Qing Huan was shocked and sat up straight. He was sure that the white-haired old man was looking at him, not Cai Lin... So the Black Emperor Sect's method was coming!

A dozen burly men carried a huge object covered with white cloth and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Qing Huan smiled. He had roughly guessed the Black Emperor Sect’s methods, and leaned back again.

Zi Yan rubbed her nose and said, "It smells like a corpse..."

Cai Lin guessed: "Could it be the corpse of some magical beast?"

The white-haired old man suddenly lifted the white cloth, revealing a giant corpse ten feet wide, which appeared in the gaze of everyone.

The body of this demon beast was quite large, with its bones and flesh all in a state of being dried by the wind. However, the pair of huge wings that had turned to white bones were quite strange, like jade, emitting a faint fluorescence.

The white-haired old man said in a loud voice: "This corpse was obtained by my Black Emperor Sect after opening a relic after painstaking planning. After identification, it should be a peerless beast that is about to break through the seventh level and advance to the eighth level!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

It’s not because of the Warcraft corpses, but because of the word “ruins”!
Immediately, someone in the private room on the second floor asked loudly, "Are you talking about the ruins? Did your Black Emperor Sect open a ruin?"

Someone else shouted anxiously, "Are there ruins that can kill a seventh-level or even eighth-level monster?"

In some private rooms, people left in a hurry.

Relics represent opportunities!

The remains that could leave behind this corpse must be of a high level...

People who are a little more rational are also thinking, is the Black Emperor Sect seeking death by self-destructing?

Where is the Black Corner Domain?
In front of so many people, they revealed that the Black Emperor Sect had opened the ruins and obtained the treasures in the ruins. Is this to make all the strong men in the Black Horn Region come to them? (End of this chapter)