Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

"Thirty-two thousand catties!"

At this moment, a slightly muffled voice came from another bidding room.

A middle-aged man in a luxurious robe looked at the Ambergris Soul Grass in the brocade box with fiery eyes, and shouted.

Apparently, he also came here for this Spiritual herbs, and he was bound to get it.

The ancestor of the Zhao family is a Venerable of the Divine Fire Realm, and the Divine Fire is about to go out, and his lifespan is numbered.

Several major forces around are watching covetously.

Once the ancestors fall, they will definitely take action!

Therefore, he must take this Ambergris Soul Grass no matter what!

This is related to the life and death of the Zhao family!

"Thirty-three thousand catties!" There was another VIP secret room bidding price!

"..."

"Thirty-four thousand catties!"

"Thirty-five thousand catties!"

The atmosphere of the entire auction house was ignited again. There were unexpectedly many bidders, and there were quite a few forces calling for bids one after another.

"Forty thousand catties!"

Mu Chen gritted his teeth and directly raised the price to 40,000 catties!

As soon as the words fell, many cultivators gasped.

Forty thousand catties equals four hundred million Spirit Stones! !

The pile may be as high as a mountain or two.

This amount may be all the wealth of a small Sect.

"snort."

"Will you add it?"

"Forty-five thousand catties!"

Zhao Tianlong patted the table and bid again, showing no signs of weakness.

"Forty-five thousand catties!"

"Seniors, do you have any more bids?"

The pretty face of the female auctioneer showed excitement.

This time it really hit the right guy.

Just two bids soared by 10,000 jin.

Judging from her auction experience, this ambergris soul grass is likely to be more than half of the premium.

And when the price of 45,000 jin was called out, the other two cultivators who followed suit were discouraged.

They all shook their heads regretfully, and no longer bid.

After all, although the Ambergris Soul Grass is very effective, it is not just what they need.

It takes a lot of money to buy, and it will delay the purchase of Medicine Pill for a few days, which is not worth the candle.

After Mu Chen in the secret room heard the price, hesitation flashed across his eyes.

All the Spiritual herbs he found in the past two years, and all the Medicine Pills he sold.

Added together, the total net worth is about 60,000 catties.

Now that person has increased it to 45,000 catties in one go, and there is not much room left for bidding.

After pondering for a few breaths, Mu Chen's dark eyes burst into a dazzling light, and he said solemnly.

"Fifty thousand catties!"

"Wow, the VIP from Room A of Xuan Zi has offered fifty thousand catties!"

"Is there more to add?!" The female auctioneer's voice was passionate and contagious.

"Fifty-five thousand catties!"

Zhao Tianlong couldn't help showing anger on his face.

The asking price of this ambergris soul grass has exceeded its original value.

"Sixty thousand catties!"

Mu Chen made a desperate move, throwing away all his wealth, and there was a bit of roaring in the words that came out.

"Oh."

"It seems that the two of you are matching each other. Do you want to add more VIPs from Room B?" the female auctioneer encouraged.

"boom!"

Zhao Tianlong slapped the table into pieces, filled with anger in his heart, and called for the price again.

"Seventy thousand catties!"

"What! Seventy thousand catties..."

Mu Chen sat down on the chair, as if he had lost his soul, and despair appeared in his eyes.

The astronomical figure of 70,000 Jinyuan completely disqualified him from bidding.

Even after selling off the space, everything in the Magical Item can't be made up.

"Master..."

"The apprentice tried his best."

Mu Chen looked at the quaint ring in his hand with gloomy eyes, and said bitterly, "It seems that we can only find another way."

"Seventy thousand catties!"

"The VIP from Room B of Xuanzi bid 70,000 catties, is there any more?"

"Seventy thousand catties Genichi times."

"70,000 catties are given twice."

And just as the female auctioneer was about to announce the result, a calm voice suddenly came out from Room A of Xuan Zi.

"One hundred thousand catties."

As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar, even the beautiful female auctioneer was shocked.

"What! One hundred thousand catties!"

The veins on Zhao Tianlong's forehead popped out, and his red eyes looked towards the secret room next to him, as if he wanted to see through the Restrictions formation, and use his eyes to kill the Divine General.

When the price was called here, the price of the Ambergris Soul Grass had more than doubled.

Although he can also get a hundred thousand catties.

But the person in the secret room next to him is obviously confident and has strong financial resources.

Otherwise, 30,000 jin of sources would not be added directly.

"good!"

"very good!"

"I'll see how you get out of this Broken Star City!" Zhao Tianlong stopped bidding, and his eyes became extremely cold, revealing an awe-inspiring killing intent.

And the other side.

When Mu Chen heard the final quotation, the bitterness on his face became more intense, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He originally thought that 50,000 Jin Yuan would be able to successfully photograph the Ambergris Soul Grass.

Unexpectedly, one hundred thousand catties was photographed in the end.

It's incredible.

However, why is the voice coming from the Xuan Zijia room so familiar?