Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 37
"The open fire sword, the base price is 500 taels of silver, everyone, you can bid now!"

Lei Xiaodie announced with a smile, and the whole venue erupted immediately, and the bids became one piece. After all, this kind of ninth-grade weapon is not seen in the weapon workshop, and now it actually appeared in the auction house, and everyone did not grab it No wonder!
……

Qinglei Auction House, second floor, in the VIP room.

A young man in a white robe looked at everything in the field, couldn't help showing a hint of contempt, and said lightly: "I don't know who produced this ninth-grade open fire sword, but it should probably belong to that old fellow Ye Beichi. work."

Next to him, an old man in black robe nodded: "That's right, in Liangcheng, only Ye Beichi's weapon refining technique can forge a ninth-grade weapon! Hmph, the Ye family's power is exhausted, and it's all up to Ye Beichi to hold on to it alone." Look, how pitiful..."

The young man snorted coldly: "Go down and buy me this sword!"

"Oh, young master, what do you want this sword for? You... don't you already have an eighth-rank dark blade long knife?"

"Stop talking nonsense! It's true that I have a dark blade, but..." A frivolous smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth: "However, Peng Yue'er doesn't have a weapon at hand. I plan to buy this sword and give it to her on her birthday. In this way, Yue'er must be very happy, maybe, hum..."

The black-robed old man pursed his lips: "Master Peng Cheng is wise! Hey, as long as you and Peng Yue'er can achieve good things, then Mr. Peng Feng will definitely pass on the position of patriarch of the Vulcan Clan to you. How far has the relationship progressed, do we still need the open flame sword to facilitate good things?"

The young man was a little impatient, frowned and said: "Go and buy the open flame sword, don't worry about the rest!"

"Yes!"

The young man in the white shirt smiled coldly, his bright eyes were full of ambition, thinking that he, Peng Chengtian, was a talented man, and at the age of only 23, he had already reached the sixth level of Vulcan power, and reached the terrifying cultivation level of the sixth level of the earth. Although the clan's Peng family lineage is a collateral line, it has already won the appreciation of Peng Feng, and, with the number one beauty in the clan, Peng Yue'er, is a couple, just like a pair of lovers.

"Hmph, Peng Yue'er, you will be my woman after all!"

There was a tinge of resentment in Peng Cheng's eyes, he clenched his fists tightly, and streams of blazing flames surrounded the iron fist with an astonishing aura.

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"820 taels!"

"850 taels!"

"900 taels!"

"1000 taels!"

There was a lot of voices, the price of the Open Flame Sword was continuously raised, Lei Xiaodie was so happy from ear to ear, the auction house commissioned 10% of the fee, the higher the auction price, the more she could get!
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came: "2000 taels!"

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned, only to see an old man in black robe appearing on the side of the stage, clasped his fists determined to win and said to Lei Xiaodie: "Miss Xiaodie, my Master Peng Cheng values ​​this fire sword very much, and I hope you can How about the beauty of an adult?"

(End of this chapter)