"The first item to be auctioned in this auction is..." Mo Jiafen looked excited. The voice suddenly raised, "Purple Light Sword!"
As soon as Mo Jiafen's voice fell, the staff of the auction house took out a long sword with a very simple appearance. The surface of this sword was indeed surrounded by a faint purple light.
Moreover, there was a hint of coldness emanating from the sword.
"This purple light sword was once the saber of a great spiritual master. It can cut iron like mud. If ordinary cultivators get this sword, they will be like ducks in water, and their strength will be greatly improved. Hehe, I think everyone is interested in the importance of weapons. Sex is much clearer than me. Then, the base price of this purple light sword is 5,000 gold coins, and each price increase must not be less than 100 gold coins!"
"Shua..."
The staff member holding the purple light sword pulled out the sword body at once, and a cold light shone in the venue.
"It is indeed a good sword!"
In the crowd below, someone whispered.
Xia Yan looked at Ya Fen beside him, he was also a little moved by this sword. The long sword he is using now is still the more delicate one given to him by Bai Rui. If you can have a good weapon at hand, your strength will indeed improve a lot.
but. Xia Yan now has a special ore, the Heart of Clear Water, and when he arrives in Purple Leaf City, he may be able to find a blacksmith to forge the Heart of Clear Water into a weapon.
Thinking of this, Xia Yan couldn't help frowning hesitantly.
"Mr. Lingluo, do you want to buy this sword?!" Seeing Xia Yan's expression, Yafen asked with a smile.
Xia Yan nodded, not hiding anything: "I really lack a good weapon right now, but it's not in a hurry, let's see it later!"
At this time, bids had already begun in the auction house. The first person to raise the price was a middle-aged man. He didn't look like a practitioner, but a businessman.
Yafen smiled charmingly, stroked her long black hair with slender fingers, "Although this purple light sword is good, it is not a real sword."
Shaking his head slightly, "The weapon that Mister Lingluo will use in the future must be a real sharp weapon. This purple light sword is not worthy of Mister."
Hearing what Yafen said, Xia Yan couldn't help but smiled, and said: "Miss Yafen was joking, in fact, not long ago, the weapons I used were just ordinary goods that can be seen everywhere in blacksmith shops on the street. Even the sword I use now , it’s just a little better workmanship.”
"The base price is five thousand gold coins for a weapon..." Xia Yan's eyes flickered, "Hehe, for me, it is already a rare sword."
When Xia Yan and Ya Fen were talking, the price of the Purple Light Sword had been raised to eight thousand gold coins.
What makes Xia Yan a little strange is that. Most of the people bidding for this sword in the arena are businessmen, and those who are real practitioners rarely bid.
Yafen turned her beautiful eyes, looked at Xia Yan with some doubts, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lingluo should know why I said this purple light sword is not suitable for you by now, right?!"
Xia Yan was taken aback, shook his head and said, "Miss Yafen, please explain clearly."
Yafen said: "Actually, this purple light sword is made of high-grade ore purple light iron. Although it is sharp, it is not suitable for the real strong. It looks gorgeous, but the weapons of practitioners are used to kill people. It’s useless to look good. The reason why those merchants spend a lot of money to bid is because of the gorgeousness of this sword. But cultivators rarely spend a lot of money to buy such flashy things.”
After a pause, Yafen pointed to Mr. Xu who was still in the corner and said, "Mr. Ling Luo, look at the sapphire on Mr. Xu's body, and you will understand."
Xia Yan looked back, and it seemed that Mr. Xu sitting in the corner hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and nodded in a sudden realization.
The sapphire worn by Mr. Xu has no practical use at all for practitioners, but the price is still high because of its gorgeous appearance. That many may use it to flaunt their abundance.
Nodding, Xia Yan said honestly: "I understand, thank you Miss Yafen for telling me!"
The price of the Purple Light Sword was not raised too high. The final transaction price was 9,400 gold coins, which was purchased by a merchant in Yushui City.
The second item to be auctioned was a piece of high-grade ore. Xia Yan was not interested in ore, so he didn't pay much attention to it. This ore was finally bid by a cultivator from another place.
Although there were many people in the auction house, there was no noise. The auction was also carried out in an orderly manner.
What Xia Yan was waiting for was Xuelingcao.
After buying the Blood Grass, you can prepare potions to increase the size of Juling Point.
After more than ten items were photographed in a row, the blood grass still did not appear. The four bottles of spiritual liquid that Xia Yan brought did not appear either. This made Xia Yan more or less anxious.
"The item that will be auctioned below is Qingyanghua, a high-grade medicinal material!" Mo Jiafen stood on the front desk and said in a high voice.
Qingyanghua, a high-grade medicinal material, is very rare.
In the Rare Picture Book, Xia Yan also remembered Qingyanghua clearly. This kind of medicinal material is also a necessary material for refining many high-grade elixirs. Like the Xuelingcao, it is impossible to buy it in ordinary medicine shops. Only in the auction house can it be auctioned.
Seeing the appearance of high-grade medicinal materials, Xia Yan couldn't help but feel refreshed.
For Xia Yan, these medicinal materials will definitely be used frequently in the future, so even if they don't need them now, Xia Yan still wants to take pictures for emergencies.
Seeing Xia Yan, Yafen's eyes lit up. The snow-white chin lifted, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lingluo, do you want to take a picture of this Qingyang flower?!"
The staff brought out a white jade plate, on which was a snow-white Qingyang flower, which was exactly the same as the one marked on the rare treasures book.
Xia Yan nodded, "I'm afraid everyone wants this kind of rare medicinal material!"
"Everyone, this Qingyang flower grows in the Qinglong Grand Canyon of the sinful forest. The person who found it is a powerful spiritual master. Hehe, the base price of this Qingyang flower is..." Mo Jiafen With a change of tone, eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice, "Ten thousand gold coins!"
"Mr. Lingluo, in fact, like the auction house in our county, the bidding for medicinal materials is not very enthusiastic." Yafen shook her head and said to Xia Yan.
"Why is this?!" Xia Yan was a little surprised.
"Because, in our Yushui City, there is a great shortage of powerful spiritual masters like Mr. Ling Luo, let alone alchemists. You think, everyone bought this high-grade medicinal material, should they buy it back and raise it? No Even if an alchemist refines an alchemy, no matter how powerful the medicine is, it’s useless!" The corners of Yafen’s mouth twitched slightly, "Besides, even if there are some people who can find an alchemist with all means, but refining a kind of elixir requires There are not two types of medicinal materials. It is very laborious to find all the medicinal materials for refining high-grade elixir!"
"I didn't say anything!" Yafen continued, "An alchemist will not easily help others refine medicine. The price that needs to be paid is very high!"
Xia Yan's eyes brightened a long time ago.
Originally he thought the competition would be fierce. But I didn't expect that there were almost no alchemists in this county because of the constraints. So, how fierce is the competition
If it is placed in a main city like Purple Leaf City, then the competition for this medicinal material may be very fierce.
"twelve thousand!"
An elder from the Xi family made an offer.
After all, the three major families are the three major families, and they all have some means. For this rare medicinal material, he is also jealous.
"Thirteen thousand!"
The elders of the Wang family immediately added a thousand gold coins.
And the patriarchs of those second-rate families shook their heads, it was useless for them to buy this high-grade medicinal material.
"Fifteen thousand!"
This time, the bidder was Xia Lai, the great elder of the Xia family.
"The final price of this Qingyang flower should be around 30,000 yuan!" Yafen said to Xia Yan in a low voice with a smile on her beautiful eyes.
"30,000 gold coins? I have more than 500,000 gold coins, which should be enough for me for a while." Xia Yan thought to himself, gold coins are just a number to him.
"Hmph, 16 thousand!" Elder Xi slowly stood up from his seat, Dead Fish glared at Xia Lai, and shouted in a low voice.
When this number was reported, Elder Xi was also a little proud!
"Thirty thousand!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the auction house.
It was Xia Yan who was sitting in the first row who called out the price. Xia Yan stretched out three fingers slightly, and said the number 30,000 gold coins.
When Xia Yan yelled out, there was a gasp in the entire venue.
It's not that 30,000 gold coins shocked these people so much, but that Xia Yan suddenly increased the price of this Qingyang flower from 16,000 to 30,000.
Almost, directly doubled on the original basis!
Even Mo Jiafen on the stage swallowed his throat and looked at Xia Yan in astonishment.
Yafen pursed her mouth even more, and glared at Xia Yan, "I said that the final price of this Qingyang flower may be around 30,000 yuan, but how can you increase the price like this? You can buy it just because you want to buy it." Slowly increase the price, maybe in the end no one will compete with you, and you can get it for 20,000 yuan?!"
Yafen whispered in Xia Yan's ear with a resentful tone. What she said is true. Sometimes the auction house even fails the auction, but this kind of opportunity is too rare.
Xia Yan smiled and said: "This will end sooner, you see, once I shout out this price, no one will continue to increase the price!"
He glanced at the audience, and there was indeed no one who continued to increase the price at this time.
Mo Jiafen stood at the front desk, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He said with a smile: "Mr. Lingluo bid 30,000 yuan, so, is there anyone else who can offer a higher price? If not, this Qingyanghua Mr. Ling Luo's!"
The deacons sitting in the first row also turned sideways, and said to Xia Yan: "Mr. Lingluo, you are so courageous. This Qingyang flower must belong to Mr. Lingluo!"