Ye Feng's voice was like a pebble thrown into the originally nearly calm lake. After reaching 55,000 spirit stones, the number of quotes was obviously much less, but Ye Feng's voice once again caused ripples in the calm lake.
Many people looked at Ye Feng, because Ye Feng was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although Shenwu Continent seemed to be slightly older than the normal age, he had practiced all the year round and was very strong. Compared with these people, Ye Feng was still Seems much weaker.
"Boy, don't make random offers. If you can't get these spiritual stones, you might be expelled from Tianya Hai Pavilion or even die."
The man sitting next to Ye Feng reminded Ye Feng that he did not look so vulgar just now. He hoped that Ye Feng knew where he was and would not make random offers just because good things appeared.
"thank you for your kindness!"
Ye Feng still said gratefully. As for the rules, when he came in, it was already written on the surrounding walls. If the price was quoted randomly and the order was disturbed, the lighter case would be expelled, and the worst case might even be killed on the spot.
The entire auction house fell into a brief silence, which was soon broken by someone. The source of the sound came from the private room.
"Sixty-five thousand spirit stones!"
The voice was cold and filled with murderous intent.
In the private room, it was Guo Zifei who made the quotation just now. Unexpectedly, they were really enemies. Ye Feng was also fighting for the soul-melting pill he was interested in. Guo Zifei almost rushed out and immediately killed Ye Feng.
"Seventy thousand!"
Ye Feng took his time and added five thousand at a time. Many people were already staring at Ye Feng with covetous eyes.
"Master, we might as well let him buy it. We can snatch it after we get out and save the spiritual stones."
Guo Zifei was about to raise the price when a guard behind him came up and said.
"Okay, I'll let you get it first."
As expected, Guo Zifei did not continue to increase the price, and Ye Feng finally bought the soul-melting pill for 70,000 spirit stones.
The girl held the golden plate, and the strong fragrance of the medicine hit her face and went straight to Ye Feng's nose. She took out a storage ring, handed it to the girl, and put the elixir into her own ring.
"This young master seems to have a thousand more spiritual stones in his body!"
The girl's consciousness glanced at the ring that Ye Feng gave him and found that there were some spiritual stones in it.
"If you have more, I'll give you a reward."
"Thank you so much, sir!" The girl accepted the blessing.
There is a reason why Ye Feng does this, so that he can get closer to Tianya Haige. If he builds a good relationship with the owner at the auction house, he will definitely gain unexpected rewards.
The old man on the high platform also saw Ye Feng's actions, and he had obviously begun to pay attention to Ye Feng, because it could be seen from the purchase of the soul-melting pill from 70,000 spirit stones that Ye Feng's status was unusual, and at least he would never spend all his wealth to buy it. A pill, for the auction house, the most favorite thing is the big customer.
The auction continues, and the next product is put up again. This time the product is no less than the soul-melting pill just now. It is also a pill, but it is a pill that enhances strength. If you swallow it at the peak level, you have a 70% chance of being promoted to the Earth Martial Realm.
"Peiyuan Dan, the base price is seven thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than two thousand spiritual stones."
The old man who presided over the auction quoted the reserve price and the bidding began.
This elixir may not be very useful for the Earth Martial Realm, but it is a panacea for the Xiantian Realm. Especially for some people who have no hope of breaking through in their lifetime, this elixir seems to be a life-saving straw, igniting their hope.
"I'll give you 10,000 spirit stones!"
The man next to Ye Feng stood up first, raised his hands, and showed excitement on his face.
"Fifteen thousand!"
This time, the sound came from the private room. Later, the things that appeared became more and more precious. The characters in the private room frequently took action. They must have been waiting for now.
"Seventeen thousand!"
The man next to Ye Feng did not sit down, with cold sweat dripping down his face. It was estimated that seventeen thousand was a bit beyond his limit.
"Twenty thousand!"
The voice of competing with Ye Feng for the Soul Melting Pill just now appeared, coming from the private room on the right.
"Master, you are already at the Earth Martial Realm, why are you still competing for this pill?"
The guard behind him was a little confused as to why Guo Zifei wanted to buy a worthless pill.
"What do you know? Third brother happens to be at the peak of the Xiantian realm right now. If I can buy this pill and give it to him, I will definitely be very happy."
"Twenty-five thousand!"
There was a voice coming from the private room on the left, and he didn't want to give up this Peiyuan Pill.
The bidding came one after another. The man next to Ye Feng sat down feebly. The twenty-five thousand spirit stones made him sit limply in his seat with a decadent look on his face.
"Thirty thousand!"
Guo Zifei took a sip of the fragrant tea on the table and said casually.
"Thirty-five thousand!"
Another unfamiliar voice appeared. It didn't come from the private room, but came from the second floor. A man wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat completely covered his face.
Obviously, this man doesn't want people to know his true identity. He even lowers his voice and enters here. If he doesn't have the ability to protect himself, he is unwilling to show his true identity to others, unless you just come to watch the fun.
"Forty-five thousand!"
There was a voice from the private room on the left, and it actually added ten thousand at once.
"fifty thousand!"
Guo Zifei's voice was still calm and unhurried.
"Sixty thousand!" The man wearing a bamboo hat also added ten thousand spiritual stones.
The scene fell into a stalemate, with only the last three people left competing.
There was another brief silence, and finally Guo Zifei took the lead and reported the number of spirit stones faster than the one in the private room on the left. He also added 10,000, raising the value of the Yuan Pei Dan to 70,000 spirit stones.
"Seventy-two thousand!"
The voice of the man wearing a bamboo hat was a little urgent. He estimated that he had reached the limit, so he only added two thousand this time.
"Seventy-five thousand!" The private room on the left added three thousand.
"Eighty thousand!"
Guo Zifei seemed to have endless spiritual stones to spend, so he added another five thousand and drank tea leisurely, nonchalantly.
The man wearing a bamboo hat sat down and probably gave up. There was no sound coming from the private room on the left. This Peiyuan Pill was obtained by Guo Zifei for 80,000 spirit stones.
After buying the Soul Melting Pill, Ye Feng did not take any further action and watched one item after another being auctioned off, with the price of each item reaching more than 70,000 spirit stones.
It quickly came to the end, and only the last few items were left, which should be the finale.
"This is a magic weapon called the True Spirit Sword. It is worth 50,000 spirit stones. Each price increase must not be less than 5,000 spirit stones." A real magic weapon actually appeared, and there was a sensation on the scene.
There are two levels of magic weapons and half magic weapons. Half magic weapons are not magic weapons after all, so they are sold very cheaply. However, real magic weapons are different, and the price immediately soars to the point where the starting price is fifty thousand spiritual stones.
"Sixty thousand!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, a voice sounded.
A lot of eyes turned towards the source of the sound, and Ye Feng was no exception.
"He is actually a disciple of Tianling Academy, and he is also a core disciple." Someone next to Ye Feng began to mutter.
"I know these people, one is named Chen Feiyu and the other is Yao Wushuang." The one who quoted the price just now should be Chen Feiyu.
Ye Feng paid special attention. This was the first time he had close contact with the core disciples. The two of them clearly exuded a strong aura. Under the same circumstances, the disciples of Tianling Academy were much stronger than those outside.
"Seventy thousand!" Guo Zifei took action again.
"Eighty thousand!" Chen Feiyu looked like he was bound to win.
"Ninety thousand!" Guo Zifei refused to give in and continued to increase the price.
"One hundred thousand!"
Ye Feng secretly smacked his tongue. These core disciples were really wealthy. They could take out a hundred thousand spirit stones as soon as they asked for it. It was indeed not something that the inner disciples could compare to.
After a contest between the two, Chen Feiyu purchased the long sword for 100,000 spirit stones, with a look of excitement on his face.
"Okay, the auction is coming to an end here. The next item must be of interest to everyone. This is a physical martial arts skill that has reached the advanced martial arts level of the Xiantian realm, even comparable to the semi-immortal skill." Appeared in the old man's hand. A booklet.
Ye Feng's eyes lit up. He was about to find a martial arts skill when it appeared here. He must find a way to get it.
"The base price is fifty thousand spiritual stones!"
The old man quoted the lowest price very quickly.
There are several levels of innate martial arts. The most common ones are low-level innate martial arts, which are usually around 10,000 spirit stones. Intermediate innate martial arts range from 50,000 to 70,000. If it is an advanced innate martial skill, it is estimated to sell for 100,000. Spiritual stones, as for semi-immortal skills, were once sold for 200,000 spiritual stones, or even higher.
Therefore, the starting price of this martial arts skill is 50,000 spirit stones, which is not very high.
"Sixty thousand!"
This time the voice came from the direction of Chen Feiyu, and it was not him who quoted the price, but Yao Wushuang who was sitting next to him.
"Seventy thousand!"
Guo Zifei was a little angry because he didn't buy the True Spirit Sword just now, and he participated in the competition for his own martial arts.
"One hundred thousand!"
Without hesitation, Ye Feng's voice directly overwhelmed everyone, pushing the scene to a climax, and countless eyes focused on Ye Feng.
"Miss, tell me where this kid came from. He doesn't seem to be very strong. How could he have so many spiritual stones in his body?"
No one knew that there was a fifth floor in this auction house, but the bottom could be seen from above, but the top could not be seen from below. In a private room, Hongyue was actually sitting in it, and a girl behind her asked.
"A person should not be judged by his appearance. I feel that his potential is more than that." The girl glanced at Ye Feng and said calmly.
Guo Zifei's gaze penetrated the private room and shot directly at Ye Feng. It seemed that Ye Feng had given him a lot of surprise, and he was even more eager to kill Ye Feng.
The same goes for Yao Wushuang. He didn't expect that the person competing with him would be an inner disciple, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes. He had been looking for this martial arts for a long time, and he had been trying to find one that suited him.
Ye Feng turned a blind eye to the two murderous intentions projected towards him. He was determined to win. (To be continued)