One million gold soul coins!
Each time the price is increased, it shall not be less than 10,000 gold soul coins!
This number was like a huge stone smashed into the noisy lake, instantly suppressing all the noise, leaving only a dull echo.
The price is not outrageous, after all, this thing has the word "god" on it, and it also comes with the temptation of "one year".
But the problem is that it also has the shackles of "randomness" and "results at your own risk".
One million buys a one-way ticket to heaven or hell, and you have no idea where the destination is before you get on the bus.
"One million...to buy a dream, Tiandou Auction House really dares to ask for a price."
Someone sighed in a low voice, his tone full of hesitation.
"If it's a sweet dream, it's a priceless treasure. If it's a nightmare, it's a life-threatening charm. This is too big a gamble."
While everyone was weighing the pros and cons, and when heaven and man were at war in their hearts, a voice lazily came out from a box on the second floor.
"One million and one hundred thousand."
Everyone followed the sound, and the bidder was a wealthy businessman in luxurious clothes. He had a shrewd smile on his fat face. He was obviously not the kind of person who would be carried away by impulse.
Some people were puzzled: "Boss Zhang, are you...really planning to practice in a dream for a year?"
The wealthy businessman shook his finger and said slowly:
"Use it? Who said you must use this thing by yourself?"
"I bought it and offered it as a gift. Isn't it a good idea to keep it as a family heirloom? What if one day there is an amazingly talented descendant among the descendants and it takes time to break through the bottleneck? Wouldn't this be a great help?"
One word can wake up the dreamer!
Yes! You don’t have to use it yourself!
The value of this thing lies not only in its immediate use, but also in the possibility it represents, a future investment!
"That's right! One million and two hundred thousand!"
"One and two hundred and fifty thousand! My grandson has just awakened his martial soul, and he is innately full of soul power. He has a bright future! I will keep this thing for him!"
Once the flame of bidding was ignited, it spread quickly.
Those conservatives who were still hesitant at first also changed their minds and joined the race one after another.
However, a more subversive idea was shouted out by a drunken mercenary in an inconspicuous corner.
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"Think about it, if an enemy is chasing you and you can't fight him or run away, you take out this thing with your backhand, smack it in his face, and tell him, "You always have a sweet dream"! Isn't this any better than any life-saving soul skill?"
The whole place fell silent.
Everyone’s expressions froze, and then became extremely exciting.
The mercenary saw that he had attracted the attention of the whole crowd, and became even more enthusiastic. He slapped his thigh:
"Just now, the Qian Daoliu from the Wuhun Palace was like thunder in the sky, how scary it was!"
Whoever had this treasure at that time sneaked up behind him and used it for him... Hey, no matter what the title Douluo is, go in and let me sleep for a year first!"
Immediately afterwards, uncontrollable laughter erupted one after another in the venue, and finally merged into a roar of laughter.
"Hahaha! Talent, brother!"
"Let Qian Daoliu sleep for a year? You can imagine that! His old man must have been counting sheep in his dream for a year!"
"This is not a dream of a god, this is simply a forbidden curse-level sealing artifact! Physical seal! Let him sleep!"
This nonsense seems to have opened the door to a new world.
Everyone’s eyes lit up.
Risk?
Hybrid at your own risk?
Let the enemy bear the risk, and let the enemy bear the consequences!
This thing is not a training aid at all, it is a strategic causality weapon!
If used properly, it can even change the direction of a war!
"I will pay 1.3 million!"
A sect leader who was still hesitating just stood up abruptly, his eyes burning, "I am determined to get this thing!"
"One million and four hundred thousand! No one can rob it from me!"
The price began to soar crazily in a more wild manner than before.
In the box on the highest floor.
Qian Daoliu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He heard it.
With his cultivation level, even the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings in the entire auction house cannot escape his ears.
Every word that the drunken mercenary said came to his ears clearly.
Let him... sleep for a year?
In a dream...counting sheep?
A feeling of absurdity came over me.
He has traveled across the continent for nearly a hundred years, standing at the top of the soul master world, and is respected or feared by millions of people. How has he ever been ridiculed in such a joking way?
But, he has not been able to have an attack yet.
Arguing with a drunkard? He couldn't afford to lose that person.
What made him even more speechless was that the group of people below actually regarded this as a feasible tactic, and their eyes shone brightly, as if they had seen the scene where he was forced into a dream.
Qian Daoliu's chest rose and fell slightly, but in the end, it could only turn into a long sigh.
That’s all.
A bunch of ordinary people, let them be.
As for this lot, he had no intention of bidding from the beginning.
The dreams of gods are indeed mysterious, but Xueer does not need such external and uncertain things to shake her Taoist heart.
He just looked down quietly, wondering in whose hands this ridiculous auction piece would eventually fall.
The bidding has entered a fever pitch.
"One million, seven hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One million, 750,000!"
"One hundred and eighty-eight thousand!"
As soon as the price came out, the whole place fell silent again.
Handout looked around the audience and saw that no one had any intention of bidding anymore, so he raised the auction gavel high.
"One million and eighty-eight thousand, once!"
"One million and eighty-eight million, twice!"
She's voice was drawn out, her eyes took a final look around the audience, and the gavel in her hand drew a graceful arc in the air and fell heavily!
【Ding! 】
Almost at the same moment as the hammer fell, the familiar and pleasant system prompt sounded in Ning Liu's mind.
【Congratulations to the host, your auction item "A Dream of the Sleeping God" was successfully auctioned! ]
【Transaction price: 1.88 million gold soul coins. 】
【Returning 500 times of income is in progress...】
Here it comes!
Ning Liu's breathing slowed down subconsciously, and he was highly concentrated.
【Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a special item - the personal belongings of the sleeping god! 】
Ning Liu was stunned for a moment.
Personal things? What's this?
His consciousness immediately sank into the system warehouse, where a new thing lay quietly there.
That is a... pillow?
That's right, it's a long, body-length pillow that looks extremely soft and comfortable.
The material of the pillow is extraordinary, showing a cloud-like texture, and there seems to be a faint stream of light rotating on the surface, as if it is woven from the softest clouds in the sky.
One side of the pillow is embroidered with a Q-version cartoon image using golden magical thread - a god wearing a nightcap, drooling, and sleeping soundly with a pillow in his arms. There are also a few "Zzz" characters floating next to it, which is very naive.
Ning Liu's mouth twitched.
Is this the so-called personal possession of God?
He focused his mind on the pillow, and a line of information appeared in his mind.
【Item name: Snoring Pillow of the Sleeping God】
【Type: Inherited token/special props】
【Effect 1: Calming the nerves. When you fall asleep holding this pillow, you can instantly enter deep sleep, improve your sleep quality by 1000%, and increase your mental recovery speed by 500%. 】
【Effect 2: Falling into a dream. Holding this pillow, there is a certain chance of entering the dream database of the sleeping god and observing a random dream of the god. (Note: All negative, polluted and dangerous dreams have been removed, please feel free to use it.)]
【Effect 3: Inherited token. This is one of the three keys to open the "Temple of Sleep". 】
【Special effect: When the user holds it and falls into deep sleep, the pillow will randomly simulate one hundred and eight different snoring sounds, including but not limited to thunder, bellows, saws, muffled sounds... The volume can cover a radius of one kilometer, and any soundproof barrier is invalid. 】
Ningliu: "..."
He looked at the last "special effect" and fell into a long silence.
So, the effect of this thing is to make you sleep like a dead pig, and then make you so noisy that no one within a kilometer can sleep?
This... is really evil.
Ning Liu could almost imagine the scene:
He was drooling while sleeping with this pillow in his arms, while the entire Liulitian, from the elders to the disciples, all had dark circles under their eyes and were sleepless all night amid thunderous snoring. The next day they came to block him at the door of the sect master's room.