Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"I quit!"

"Alas, I also quit."

"There is no need to argue about my status as a concubine. This junior below really impresses us."

"Haha, who has more spiritual stones? We can't compare to this, but I don't know if he can leave Blue Shark Island alive."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yan is so courageous. You dare to say anything. Do you know who this person is? Be careful that trouble comes from his mouth."

"Oh? Does Fairy Fei know this person's identity?"

"I don't know, but do you still need to think about it? If you have an idea, you can do it, but I declare in advance that I will return to the cave immediately after the auction. No matter what happens, then But it has nothing to do with me.”

"This... I was just joking. I didn't say what I was going to do. I just wanted to remind this little friend."

Wu Fan listened to the words above with a calm expression on his face, pretending to be indifferent. He sat on the chair without saying a word, but he sneered in his heart. If everyone thought so, that would be a good thing. He would not be stupid enough to tell the truth.

At this moment, in a room on the second floor, Fairy Ling and the three of them were looking down with gloomy expressions. The room was very quiet, no one spoke, but judging from their expressions, it was clear that the three of them were definitely very angry.

"Brother, what should we do? Should we increase the price?"

Fairy Ling was the first to speak, but there was obviously helplessness in her voice, but this is normal, because whoever is being robbed of treasures again and again will definitely not be at peace, but They had no choice, and now they were left with nothing but helplessness.

"Add, of course we must add. We just need to keep more than one million to rob the golden elixir. The remaining spiritual stones should be used to rob this galloping boat."

Before the old man could speak, the young man took the lead and spoke angrily.

After asking, the old man sighed, then nodded and said:

"Just do as the second brother said, let's increase the price a few times and see."

"Yeah, okay big brother."

After Fairy Ling agreed, she turned her head and looked down and shouted:

"I am born with a net worth of 3.12 million yuan."

In another room, the burly man glanced at Wu Fan with an ugly expression, and then snorted coldly:

"Three million and a half million!"

"I offer 3.18 million!"

The old man surnamed Yin did not want to be outdone and quoted a price, but he seemed very calm and had no angry expression on his face.

"Three million and three hundred thousand!"

Wu Fan below looked unmoved and casually added another 120,000, with an expression that said I have a lot of spiritual stones and I am no less willing to slowly raise the price with you.

"Hmph, I'm born into a family of 3.32 million yuan!"

Fairy Ling snorted angrily, gritted her teeth, and quoted the price again.

"I quit, you guys fight!"

The burly man's eyes revealed a look of unwillingness, and then he sighed, obviously he didn't have enough spiritual stones.

"I'm offering 3.35 million!"

The eyes of the old man surnamed Yin were a little shaken. After pondering for a while, he quoted the price again.

"Three and a half million!"

Wu Fan didn't stop for a moment, and once again increased the price by hundreds of thousands. He was seen slumped in a chair, giving people a very relaxed look.

During the bidding process, the foundation-building monks downstairs felt frightened every time they saw Wu Fan increasing his bid.

Have they ever seen this kind of scene before? It was also the foundation building period, and the spiritual stones that others raised at any time were equal to their entire worth. This was really infuriating.

"Forget it, I quit."

The old man surnamed Yin shook his head and sighed secretly. It could be seen that he did not have enough spiritual stones.

Now in the room on the second floor, Fairy Ling did not call out the price immediately, but turned to look at the other two people. It was obvious that she wanted to know what the two brothers meant.

"Damn it, does this kid really have too much spiritual stone to spend?"

The young man reached out and slapped the table hard, shouting angrily.

"Oh, forget it. Our financial resources are simply not comparable to this person's. We might as well keep the spirit stones and buy two gold-forming elixirs for our nephew."

The old man shook his head and sighed, and after finishing speaking, he closed his eyes.

After hearing this, Fairy Ling nodded helplessly, then glared at Wu Fan fiercely, and said in a cold voice:

"I quit too."

After Wu Fan below heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but he was relieved in his heart. After all, he still had to leave some spiritual stones to bind the golden elixir.

However, an ancient treasure could cost a sky-high price of 3.5 million. To be honest, he was still very distressed. But if he thought about it carefully, being able to take pictures of such a rare flying boat was indeed very worthwhile. At least in the It can save his life at a critical moment.

"Keke, since no one has raised the price, I will announce the results. Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for winning the Wind Boat."

Su Meijiao laughed and did not try to persuade the people upstairs, because even if she used her charm skills, it would be useless. You must know that those people were all late-stage monks at the same level as her.

When Wu Fan took the galloping boat from the maid, he immediately started playing with it happily and couldn't help but smile on his face.

With this ancient treasure, he no longer has to worry about others chasing him.

It wasn't until a maid came up from behind the auction table again that Wu Fan put the galloping boat into the storage bag.

"Everyone, next we will start the auction of the Gold-Jointing Pills. I think everyone has been waiting for a long time. There are still three Gold-Jointing Pills in this auction, and they will be auctioned separately as always. This will also give other Taoist friends some opportunities."

"Okay, let's not waste any more time. I think everyone knows the amazing effect of forming a golden elixir, so let's get straight to the point. The auction will start now. The starting price is 500,000 spirit stones per pill, and each bid must not be less than 10,000."

Su Mei reached out and took a bottle of pills, and then boasted about it to everyone.

As soon as she finished speaking, the voices of bidding came out one after another, and the one who bid the most was actually the foundation-building cultivators on the first floor. Of course, these people were basically late-stage or fake elixir cultivators.

There were also a few people on the second floor who followed suit. As for why these golden elixir cultivators would compete, it goes without saying that they were buying for their younger generations.

"Five hundred and one thousand!"

"Five hundred and two thousand."

"I will offer six hundred thousand. Fellow Taoists and seniors, please help me. If I don't advance to the Golden Core Stage within ten years, I will really die."

"Hmph, what does your life or death have to do with us? Why should we help you? "Six hundred and two thousand."

"That's right. Aren't we in a hurry to advance to the Golden Core Stage? I offer six hundred and fifty thousand."

"Hmph, well, today I will compete with you. I offer "seven hundred thousand."

"Isn't that right? If you want to get the Golden Core, you have to show your real ability. I offer seven hundred and two thousand."

"I offer seven hundred and thirty thousand."

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand."

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As the bidding continued to rise, it was soon called to a high price of eight hundred and fifty thousand.

Normally, a Golden Core is worth this price, but looking at the current situation, the price should not be less than one million per pill.