The base price of the Yue Wang Sword is also 50 million.
I have to admit that the standards of Linghang Auction House are very high. The items they took out at the beginning were all rare and good things. It is estimated that there will be more exciting things in the future.
"50000000."
Someone is already bidding.
Chu Xun's spiritual thoughts spread over and found that the person bidding was VIP room 42. There were three people inside, a man, a woman, and an old man.
The man and the woman were both young, about seventeen or eighteen years old. They were both very beautiful, but slightly immature.
The old man's beard and hair are all white, and he is actually at the Grand Master level, only the second level.
The three of them had no idea that someone was spying on them.
Hua Qingwu signaled Hua Sheng to call out the price.
"60 million." Huasheng directly raised the price by 10 million.
Chu Xun saw that the beautiful little girl in room 42 pouted in shock, with an unhappy face.
"70 million." A hoarse voice sounded.
Chu Xun was slightly startled. The price was not from room 42, but from room 50.
The spiritual thoughts spread out, and all the scenes were reflected in the mind.
There were actually six people in room No. 50. An old man and a young man were sitting on the sofa, and the other four people were standing behind them.
The old man's aura was restrained, but his eyes flickered occasionally as sharp as a blade. He was actually a sixth-grade master.
It seems that many people from the martial arts world came to this auction.
"80 million." Hua Sheng increased the price again, and he was not afraid to fight for financial resources.
Chu Xun saw that the young man in room 50 was obviously angry.
The girl in Room 42 stood up, put her hands on her small waist, and said to the boy next to her: "Brother, increase the price!"
The young man smiled bitterly, with a look of endearment on his face, and said: "Forget it, it's just a sword. I'm lucky to get it, but I have no chance to lose it."
"No, it's my brother's birthday soon. I must take a picture of this sword as a gift." The girl looked angry, as if she was unhappy with the price increase.
"85 million." The girl yelled angrily.
As soon as she finished speaking, the price of Room 50 was immediately raised to 90 million.
The girl's bright eyes were round and bulging, like a little wild cat whose tail was stepped on. Without thinking, she shouted the price: "100 million."
The young man in Room 50 suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes flashing with anger and was about to increase the price, but was stopped by the sixth-grade grandmaster.
"Don't be impulsive. Our goal is not that sword. If you like it, I can get it for you later." The old man said.
Qing Jun nodded solemnly and said, "Let them keep it for me first."
Hua Sheng was about to bid, but was stopped by Chu Xun.
After the girl called out the price, she pricked up her ears and looked very nervous. It wasn't until the final decision was made that she relaxed, patted her small breasts that were beginning to take shape, stuck out her pink tongue, and said coquettishly: "I'm scared to death, Miss." Yeah, it turns out they were all bluffing."
Chu Xun couldn't help but smile.
The King of Yue Sword is very good, but he can't use it. Chu Xun originally planned to take a picture and give it away. Since the little girl liked it, he didn't fight for it. A gentleman doesn't take away what others like. What's more, he could tell that although the young man didn't say it, he really liked this Yue King Sword.
The auction continues.
However, the next things were nothing more than some ancient antiques with collectible value. For Chu Xun, these were inferior to the Yue Wang Sword, which made him less interested.
On the contrary, rich people from all walks of life in the world are competing fiercely for it.
"Now bid on the seventh lot."
The screen shows a grass, all red, exuding red clouds.
Golden Crow Grass!
According to legend, it was bathed in the blood of the sun bird, the Golden Crow.
After taking it, it can enhance your cultivation.
The simple description made the warriors in each room breathe quickly.
Chu Xun's eyes narrowed slightly. This was not Golden Crow Grass at all, but Red Flame Grass.
How could anyone be willing to put a medium-grade spiritual grass up for auction
The materials for the Breaking Knot Pill have been collected, and now the only thing left is the pill furnace. However, if red flame grass is added to the pill refining, it will not only increase the success rate, but also enhance the medicinal properties.
"Photograph it!" Chu Xun said.
The base price of Red Flame Grass is 80 million.
"One hundred million!" Hua Sheng shouted directly.
"One hundred and ten million." Someone bid.
"One hundred and thirty million."
In the blink of an eye, the price soared to more than 200 million.
Chu Xun glanced at it and knew that the people bidding were all warriors, and people in the secular world were not interested in this.
"Two hundred and fifty million." This was what the girl in Room 42 shouted.
"Two hundred and eighty million." The young man in room 50 increased the price.
"Two hundred and ninety million." The girl increased the price.
"Three hundred million." The young man shouted without thinking. It looked like he was bound to win.
The girl bulged her eyes and pouted angrily, and was about to increase the price, but was stopped by the second-grade grandmaster beside her.
"Miss, we are here just for experience. We are lucky to be able to take pictures of the Yue Wang Sword. Don't be impulsive." The old man reassured with a smile.
"Xiaoxiao, don't be ridiculous. This Golden Crow Grass is too precious. Everyone wants to get it. There are many big forces among them. Let's not go into this muddy water." The young man also advised.
Although the girl was unhappy, she was still sensible. She sat aside and sulked, pouting.
Chu Xun was surprised that although the young man was young, he had a very calm mind.
The number of young people in Box 50 was 300 million, which actually calmed many people.
"Three hundred and ten million." Someone asked for the price. After all, Golden Crow Grass is rare and hard to come by, and even warriors don't want to let it go.
The young man in Room 50 stood up with a cold face and said angrily: "Three hundred and fifty million."
"Young Master, don't be angry." The sixth-grade grandmaster dissuaded him.
"Don't worry, I must get the Golden Crow Grass this time. If I don't have enough money, my family will send it to me." The young man said impatiently.
The sixth-grade grandmaster opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he said nothing and looked a little disappointed.
The young man raised the price by 40 million at a time. His arrogant appearance made others feel frightened. After all, their goal was not the Golden Crow Grass, but the money was really used later and could not be wasted. In the end, they all gave up.
The young man showed a proud look on his face and said, "If a bunch of bumpkins are fighting with me, will our Tiandao Sect be short of money?"
"Young master, be careful what you say." The sixth-grade grandmaster reminded.
But the young man didn't take it seriously and said disdainfully: "I know what you are afraid of? Aren't you afraid of that Chu Xun? He is in Gujiang City, this is Yunyan City, thousands of miles apart, and you are still afraid that he won't hear it?"
The old man looked slightly angry, sighed quietly, and said no more.
However, Chu Xun heard their conversation clearly.
Chu Xun smiled, which was an unexpected surprise, but his eyes were extremely cold, as deep and cold as a thousand-year cold pool.
The young man laughed. The hammer had sounded twice. If it sounded again, the golden crow would be his.
Just when the third hammer was about to fall, Hua Sheng called out the price.
"Five billion."
Everyone was shocked, what a big gesture.
The smile on the young man's face froze, and his face turned red, as if he had eaten a dead fly.
"Who the hell is against me? Are you looking for death?" The young man was furious and cursed through the loudspeaker, which could be heard throughout the 22nd floor.
Hua Sheng looked at Chu Xun, who nodded. He walked to the loudspeaker and sneered: "Toad yawned so loudly. Is it possible that this Golden Crow Grass was ordered by your family and no one else is allowed to bid? Then I would like to ask the leading auction house, do you Only this guy who spits shit is allowed to bid, and no one else is allowed to say a word, right? If that's the case, wouldn't it be enough for you to trade face to face, and are you inviting the rest of us here just for fun? In that case, forgive me for not accompanying you. ”