Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng was not interested, but many people wanted to put it in their pockets. After wave after wave of urgent bidding, finally, the spirit weapon was bought by a barbarian warrior for $60 million.

"Here is the second auction, a unique martial art of the ground level..."

Ren Tianxing looked as usual. He couldn't see too many expressions on his face, but from his eyes, he could see that he was more satisfied with the bidding boom.

The biggest annual income of bloody chaos comes from this auction house.

Now with the help of the inscriptions guild, it is more likely that the auction revenue will increase significantly.

Sometimes, when you meet a martial artist who is in urgent need of something, maybe something with a value of only one million spirit stones can be sold at a price of tens of millions. In particular, some rare things are basically hundreds of millions or even billions of sky high prices.

The competition between the major forces is often reflected incisively and vividly in the auction.

Only a short half hour later, most of the thousands of martial artists of all ethnic groups on the scene have entered a state of madness. Many people have red eyes and want to take their favorite things home.

During this period, many waitresses with exposed clothes shuttled back and forth in the crowd, which stimulated many people to shout out the high price they didn't want to give.

"Gambler's psychology, the bloody auction fully invoked it, and the means... Are really some unusual..."

The sound of price calls pouring into Ye Feng's ears made Ye Feng feel a little funny.

On this occasion, the spirit stone seems to become a number. The huge amounts reported casually numbed many people's nerves.

However, there is a lot of excitement below, but only some ordinary things appear in front. The real good things are often put at the final auction. Childe yuan and Gu Zhanqing are silent.

As for the strong man on the top stand, his eyes were half closed and he was indifferent to the noisy scene below.

Soon, the atmosphere was pushed to a new climax.

Ren Tianxing gradually showed a bright smile on his face. When a auction sold at a satisfactory price, he pressed his hand mysteriously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there should be many friends of inscriptions masters interested in the next thing."

He deliberately raised his voice. With the rotation of the machine on the auction platform, a faint smoke curled up, and a scarlet fruit suspended in the air.

"Wannian goblin fruit, whether used for alchemy or inscriptions, is an excellent material. As we all know, it is an indispensable material for refining some powerful inscriptions..."

The strong aroma came from the vermilion fruit, refreshing. Many participants subconsciously looked in several directions of the hall, where childe yuan and others were located.

Ye Feng's body on the fifth floor seat suddenly leaned forward, and a fine awn flashed in his eyes.

Goblin fruit is a kind of material for "turtle rest". The older the year, the stronger the improvement of the inscription. The goblin fruit of 10000 years can increase the effect of the inscription by 20%.

The price of century and Millennium goblin fruit is about one million to ten million spirit stones, but if it comes to ten thousand years, it is an extremely exaggerated figure.

"Younger martial brother, it's the hardest thing to find, especially those over thousands of years. If the price is not high, you must get it."

Yuan Ningzhen's face was a little excited. These days, the whole floor sweeping disciple took great pains to find some other materials, but there was no news about this thing.

"What does it mean that the price is not high? You must get it. It is very important to me. No matter how high the price is, you have to get it."

Ye Feng nodded, his face suddenly turned and swept in the direction of Gu Zhanqing and childe yuan.

When the goblin fruit appeared, they both looked slightly.

"Are they interested in it, too?"

With a little doubt, Ye Feng soon turned his attention to the middle of the auction table. It seems that there will be some competition this time.

"Now start the auction, Wannian goblin fruit, with a starting price of 16 million."

Feeling the strong atmosphere rising constantly, Ren Tianxing began to announce loudly in due time.

"Seventeen million!"

What Ye Feng didn't expect was that the first person to jump out to bid was not a Terran engraver like childe yuan and Gu Zhanqing, but... His enemy Chi Diyan.

"Eighteen Million..."

After that, Gu Zhangqing waved faintly, and the ancient poem beside him immediately opened his mouth.

"20 million..."

Childe yuan on the tenth floor stretched out a slender finger and spit out three words.

Gu Zhanqing obviously knew childe yuan. After seeing this, he smiled, glanced at childe yuan and said in person, "23 million!"

"Twenty five million..."

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Under the fierce competition between the two people, the price was rising rapidly and broke through the 50 million mark in the twinkling of an eye.

Ren Tianxing's right hand on the auction platform stopped in the middle of the air. A pair of beads flashed a smart light, which made him too late to make a quotation. The two people came and went, and they fought.

At first, there were some noisy halls. With the price rising all the way, they gradually fell into calm. Later, there was a dead silence around them.

In addition to the sound of quotation between the two, the needle dropping in the whole auction hall can be heard, and occasionally there is a burst of discussion and cold breath.

"It's terrible. This is the handwriting of the engraver..."

"One piece of material will cost sixty or seventy million Lingshi. Lingshi is just like Chinese cabbage."

"What do you know... Wannian goblin fruit is too rare. It can increase the inscription effect by an additional 20%. If the inscription is successful, it will be enough to earn back with interest."

"85 million..."

Their offer slowed down from fast to 85 million. Gu Zhanqing just frowned slightly and showed some hesitation in his eyes.

Childe yuan did not continue to follow the price, but fell into a short state of thinking.

"Grandma, these two people are too cruel to raise the price so high?"

Wang Yuwei cursed low, with a worried look on his face.

"Younger martial brother, we... Haven't done it yet?" yuan Ningzhen, who was calm, asked Ye Feng in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it's not the last moment... But..." Ye Feng's face didn't change much. He suddenly looked at CHIDI Yan and raised some doubts in his heart.

Goblin fruit has no great effect on the increase of barbarians. Why does this guy have to intervene?

"There will be a lot of trust in the auction. If you raise the price, you can get the commission paid by the auction. Maybe this guy is one of them. If so, he should still ask for the price... Even if he is unfortunately auctioned off, he can return it at most."

"But in that way, it will cause the auction of this thing and bring some losses to the auction house."

White impermanence said with disdain.

It's a little tricky.

Ye Feng shook his head slightly.

The bloody killing is really dark enough. The Lingshi input brought by this must be an astronomical figure.

"Hahaha, I advise you not to argue. I'll take this thing and I'll give... 88 million spirit stones."

While Ye Feng was still in Pan Heng, CHIDI Yan's arrogant laughter like a flood and beast spread all over the hall, opened his mouth and raised another three million, with the momentum of never stopping until he took the goblin fruit into his bag.

This painting style also made Gu Zhangqing's face sink and saw through his purpose.

Shook his head and pondered for a while. Gu Zhanqing leaned back on the chair. Childe yuan half closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about whether to continue bidding.