The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 620

Chapter 680 The Fifth Auction of the Black Iron Order (for Subscription and Reward)
One came from the elder of the Holy Witch Sect whose lifespan was nearing the end of his life, and a glint of dark eyes came from the rising star of Ghost King Valley.

Two sullen gazes swept towards Gu Bei.

After a short period of silence at the scene, there was an immediate commotion and chattering, endlessly.

"That guy has a brain hole, right? How dare he bid with Elder Qiu of the Holy Wu Zong?!"

"Elder Qiu is in the final stage of transformation. I'm afraid he is bidding for this cold yin fruit in order to attack the realm of returning to the void; that kid is simply seeking his own death!"

"That's right. You know, cutting off someone's opportunity to practice is equivalent to killing parents, humiliating people...the hatred of wives and daughters."

"More than that, this guy also offended two families at once. Didn't you see that Mr. Gui Li of Ghost King Valley is already pale?"

……

Gu Bei's one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and there was constant yelling in the venue.

The two murderous intentions were even more undisguised, and locked on Gu Bei.

"This guy really wants to die! Even if the Ghost King Valley and the Holy Witch Sect will let him go, this saint will definitely not let him have a good time!"

At the location of Penglai Xianzong, Fairy Li, the saintly maiden, saw that Gu Bei made an offer that angered the two sects, and she couldn't help feeling gloating in her heart.

However, regarding the killing intent from the two sides, Gu Bei's expression was always very calm, he didn't even glance at the two sects, and sat upright with a relaxed and contented appearance.

But Zhao Baitong was not so easy to talk about. His cultivation in the early stage of transformation into a god was a little bit off, and he stared fiercely at Elder Qiu of the Holy Wu Zong, and then turned to the direction of Mr. Guili in the Ghost King Valley, impartially.

After some people around felt Zhao Baitong's cultivation, they immediately revealed a look of understanding: "No wonder this guy dares to be so arrogant, and there is a master of transformation by his side."

Someone who could see through Zhao Baitong's cultivation immediately showed a hint of disdain: "It's only in the early stages of transformation, do you really think that Elder Qiu will be afraid of that kid?"

"One thousand spirit stones once, is there any higher than one thousand, is there, one thousand spirit stones twice..."

Just after Shopkeeper Hu called out twice, Ghost King Valley raised his bidding card again: [-].

Not to be outdone, the Holy Witch Sect held up a two-thousand sign, as if they were bound to win.

As a result, the bidding price soared all the way.

When the bidding price reached [-] low-grade spirit stones, Zhao Baitong couldn't sit still, and quickly asked in a low voice, "Sir, it's [-]."

"I know!"

Gu Bei calmly spit out three words, held up the sign again, and directly added a thousand.

Uh……

Zhao Baitong was speechless for a while.

Now that you know, why do you continue to increase the price?
This is 6000 Yuan Lingshi.do you have?

Thinking about this in his heart, Zhao Baitong blurted out, "Sir, do you have so many spirit stones on you?"

"no!"

Gu Bei was extremely indifferent, and answered very straightforwardly.

Shrimp?No?No, how dare you participate in the auction?Are you not afraid of being beaten?

If the auction is successful, what will you pay for later?
"Could it be that Mr. is going to... grab it by force?!"

Zhao Baitong lowered his voice, and asked in Gu Bei's ear.

Involuntarily, my heart became excited.He knows that he is the master, and his cultivation is unfathomable; if he really robs him by force, wouldn't it be very lively and exciting!

Gu Bei held the bidding card casually, slapped Zhao Baitong on the head, and glared angrily: "I don't have that habit!"

But shopkeeper Hu thought that Gu Bei had raised the sign again, and added a price of two thousand directly, and opened his mouth to quote: "This gentleman is a monk of ten thousand! Is there any more than ten thousand?"

Because the six thousand was paid by Gu Bei, and when Zhao Baitong and Zhao Baitong were talking, the price had already soared to eight thousand spirit stones.

At this moment, the sign that Gu Bei took out was a sign with a value of [-] spirit stones. He hit Zhao Baitong casually, and Shopkeeper Hu thought that Gu Bei was just raising a sign to make an offer.

"Ah... sir, misunderstood, they made a mistake!"

Zhao Baitong didn't care about the pain in his head, his eyes widened immediately when he heard the quotation.

"Report, report everything. Then let's do it!"

Gu Bei shrugged indifferently.

However, Gu Bei immediately added [-] to the price, making the price soar to a super high price of [-] spirit stones.

Immediately, people from the two branches of the Holy Witch Sect and Ghost King Valley were startled, and their murderous intentions became more intense.

However, a small accident that was self-defeating made people from both the Holy Witch Sect and the Ghost King Valley faction give up their plan to continue increasing the fare, and they all fell silent.

But the eyes full of killing intent stared at Gu Bei fiercely.

As if to say: This thing is endless!

After all, in their view, this is just a cold yin fruit that is helpful for cultivation; the price is already [-], and any more will be worthless.

Moreover, even if you took a picture of the cold yin fruit, who can guarantee that you will be the one who eats it in your mouth?
Elder Qiu of the Sacred Witch Sect gave up because before coming to Zhenbao Pavilion, the suzerain told him that he must take down the Black Iron Order at all costs.

If too many spirit stones were wasted on a cold yin fruit, which resulted in the failure of the auction of the black iron token, none of them would be able to live.

The witch god who descended from Feixian Continent will not leave them a way out.

Ghost King Valley also planned to get the Black Iron Order, so naturally he didn't dare to waste too much in advance; therefore, he had to give up and continue to bid for Hanyin Fruit.

"Ten thousand spirit stones once..." Shopkeeper Hu shouted.

"Twice 1, is there anything higher than [-]..."

"Ten thousand three times!"

When the hammer hit, it indicated that the soul fruit was successfully photographed by Gu Bei.

The hammer hit the wooden platform, as if hitting Zhao Baitong's heart, making Zhao Baitong's heartbeat seem to have stopped.

"Sir, did you get it?!" Zhao Baitong exclaimed.

"What a fuss!" Gu Bei didn't bother to pay attention, and had already started to close his eyes and meditate.

In the following auctions, there was nothing Gu Bei wanted, so Gu Bei didn't make any more moves.

An hour later, when Shopkeeper Hu of Zhenbao Pavilion took out the last tray by himself, everyone in the venue held their breath.

He stared at the tray in Shopkeeper Hu's hand with burning eyes.

"Today's most important shot is a token. I won't go into details about what it's used for. If you need to know, you know it; if you don't need to know, it's better not to know!"

Shopkeeper Hu's words were a bit strange, but none of the people present refuted.

"The starting price starts with [-] spirit stones, and the price will increase by no less than [-] each time!"

As soon as shopkeeper Hu's words fell, Zhao Baitong was shocked: "Fuck, this thing is so valuable."

Suddenly, Zhao Baitong looked at Gu Bei with wide eyes, with a look of understanding: "Mr. is planning to use the money from auctioning this thing to pay the bill!"

"You boy is not too stupid!"

Gu Bei smiled lightly, and continued to close his eyes to rest.

(End of this chapter)