The four Tribulation Guards carefully carried the huge ice coffin into the No. 3 box.
An earth-shattering auction came to an end.
But everyone knows that the real storm has just begun.
"Do you remember?" Ye Feng asked softly.
"Remember." Xiao Wuhen's expression was solemn as never before, "Box No. 3. The smell... vast, ancient, with a smell of... decay. Not like a living person."
"Whether he is a human or a ghost." Ye Feng's eyes were flashing with cold flames, "I'm going to decide on this thing."
The auction continues.
After experiencing the impact of "The Relics of Gods and Demons", some of the following auction items, although they are also rare treasures, can no longer arouse much interest from everyone.
Until Red Fox’s voice became solemn again.
"Everyone, next is the penultimate lot of this auction."
A maid walked onto the stage carrying a jade box wrapped in layers of restrictions.
Red Fox personally unlocked the restriction. The moment the jade box was opened, an invisible force spread.
All the monks present felt that their souls were in a trance. It was as if the connection between himself and the way of heaven was forcibly distorted and cut off by something at this moment.
Some monks who were good at divination changed their expressions and groaned, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. The moment their heavenly skills came into contact with that power, they suffered a terrible backlash.
In the jade box, lying quietly was a fist-sized, dusty, inconspicuous stone.
The stone did not have any spiritual fluctuations and looked like the stubborn rocks that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
But everyone knows that this is definitely a treasure that can subvert common sense!
"The starting price is three million high-grade spiritual stones! Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than two hundred thousand!"
It's finally here!
Ye Feng and Xiao Wuhen looked at each other and saw the inevitable light in each other's eyes.
This is the primary goal of their trip!
"Three million and two million!"
As soon as Red Fox finished speaking, a slightly urgent voice sounded from the back of the venue.
Everyone looked around and saw a monk who was also wearing a mask. Although he tried his best to hide it, his identity was still revealed by his vague Taoist charm, which was good at calculation and deduction.
"People from Tianji Pavilion?" Xiao Wuhen raised his eyebrows, "It seems that they are also impatient. The city has been thrown into chaos by you, and they probably can't figure out anything. They want to buy this stone back and bring order to the chaos."
Ye Feng was noncommittal. The people from Tianji Pavilion wanted it, which was completely within his expectation. The "Xingyin" magical power, coupled with his subsequent series of operations, has completely disrupted Linhe City's secrets. For Tianji Pavilion, which relies on this craft to make a living, this is tantamount to destroying their jobs. They are bound to get this "Stone of Chaos".
"Three and a half million." Another calm voice sounded, coming from an ordinary box on the second floor.
"Three.8 million!" The people from Tianji Pavilion immediately followed with a firm tone.
"Four million."
"Four and a half million!"
The price has been rising steadily among several fixed buyers. Obviously, those who are interested in this stone are monks with special needs. Perhaps they have offended a huge creature and need this object to shield them from pursuit; or perhaps, like Tianji Pavilion, they are good at this and want to study the mystery of the law of cause and effect.
Xiao Wuhen couldn't sit still, and said through a message: "Hey, you should bid the price! If you don't bid, the things will be snatched away by others! Although our five million spirit stones are not much, we can still compete for it. ?"
"No rush." Ye Feng leaned on the chair and tapped the armrest with his fingers, "Let them fight first. If we want to be an oriole, we must have the patience of an oriole."
It's not that he doesn't want to bid, but he is observing.
Observe each bidder and analyze their motivations and bottom line. This is not only a competition of financial resources, but also a psychological game.
Soon, the price was raised to six million high-grade spiritual stones.
At this price, most of the competitors have stopped, leaving only the people from Tianji Pavilion and another black-robed monk in the corner, who has always been silent, biting each other.
"Six million and two hundred thousand!" The monk from Tianji Pavilion's voice was already trembling. This price is obviously close to touching his bottom line.
"Six million and three hundred thousand." The black-robed monk in the corner still spoke in a calm voice, as if what he was reporting was not a spiritual stone but an insignificant number.
"Who exactly are you? This "Chaos Cause Stone" is of great use to my Tianji Pavilion. Please give me a favor. I, Tianji Pavilion, will definitely thank you greatly!" The monks of Tianji Pavilion finally couldn't help it and threatened to win over.
"In the ghost market, only money is recognized, not people." The black-robed monk's response was simple and direct, blocking all the other party's roads.
"You..." The monk of Tianji Pavilion was angry, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Seven million!"
The whole place was in an uproar. Seven million high-grade spiritual stones, to buy a stone that cannot be beaten or defended, is already a crazy move in the eyes of many people.
The black-robed monk was silent.
"Huh." The monk from Tianji Pavilion let out a proud snort. He thought that the other party had given up.
Red Fox also raised the small hammer in his hand, ready to make the final decision: "Seven million once..."
"Eight million."
At this moment, a calm voice came from the silent box with the best view.
It is Ye Feng.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately added one million.
The entire venue fell silent instantly. All eyes were directed towards the box where Ye Feng was.
Who is this person? So wealthy?
When I was bidding on "The Relic of Gods and Demons", this box was silent. Everyone thought it was just an ordinary VIP seat. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a giant diving crocodile.
"You're crazy!" Xiao Wuhen almost jumped up from his chair, "How can we have eight million?"
"Shh." Ye Feng made a silent gesture with a playful smile on his face, "Who said you have to give money to buy things?"
The monk in Tianji Pavilion's face instantly turned livid. He stared at Ye Feng's box, his eyes seemed to burst out of fire. The duck that reached the beak just flew away.
He was about to open his mouth to say something else, but was held down by a companion beside him. The companion shook his head at him, his eyes full of fear.
There is no other reason. The box where Ye Feng is located is the "A" size box. And before them, the mysterious powerful man who took the photo of "The Relic of Gods and Demons" was in the "C" box.
The private rooms in the ghost market are not randomly arranged. Those who can be in the "A" font, their status and strength are definitely high, not low.
A ruthless man who can easily take out the "Eternal Life Immortal Liquid", and a mysterious man who can shout out the sky-high price of eight million without changing his expression. Could these two people be a team?
No one dares to bet.
"Eight million! Is there any higher?" Red Fox's voice was also full of excitement.
The black-robed monk in the corner also chose to give up after a moment of silence.
"Eight million once!"
"Eight million twice!"
"Eight million three times!"
"Deal!"
As the hammer fell, the ownership of the "Luanyin Stone" was settled.