Yunxiu Tower divides the bidding guests into three categories: private rooms, private seats, and no seats, based on the generosity of the bid and their own strength. They are located on the upper, middle, and lower floors of the fan-shaped ring auction hall.
Different from the unseating individual guests who can only appreciate the treasures on display at a distance, the upper and middle class VIPs who have paid extra spiritual stones can bring their favorite auction items to their eyes for close appraisal.
After Lin Yige came out of the private room, he pretended to mention the news accidentally, which became an opportunity for the individual monks to start communication.
She had already expected everyone's reaction.
Half of what everyone said was sincere, and half of it was like talking in sleep.
With the Mahayana monks from the nine major sects unable to retreat, there is no doubt that Master Wu Lan is one of the strongest men in the world.
Not only that, Wu Lan has a bright appearance and good conduct. She only loves her partner in every relationship. She can be said to be a model of the perfect Taoist couple in the world of cultivation.
Even Master Qingming of Hehuan Sect, who "can't be moved after reading all the flowers", fell in love with Master Wu Lan at first sight, and almost ruined his own path because of it!
What's more, they are ordinary people who are still running for "the land of wealthy couples"?
It’s just a dream, but you still have to have it. What if you are lucky enough to be chosen by Wu Lan?
The monks tacitly noted down the identity of the owner of Room No. 30 and prepared to wait for the opportunity. At the same time, they quietly reached a tacit agreement not to bid with Wu Lan.
Through this small talk, the individual monks became "hot" through their cloaks and masks, real or fake.
"If there is no competition for the distinguished guests in the private rooms and private seats, I hope you will not compete with me for the piece of red jade fire essence!"
"This...I am also here for the ruby fire spirit. Fellow Taoist, would you like to share my share of the pie?"
The two monks in black cloaks bowed their hands to each other, then hid aside together, chattering and discussing how to work together to capture the red jade fire essence and then each get what they needed.
Someone started, and more individual customers revealed the treasures they wanted and quoted expected prices that seemed real or fake.
"I intend to take a picture of that bottle of top-quality longevity pills, but there are three pills in the whole bottle. Who is willing to join forces with me?"
"I have taken a fancy to that flying sword. If you are willing to show your favor, I will definitely bear it in mind. When we meet one day, I will repay this favor!"
"I want that Sky-Splitting Knife. If fellow Taoists who are interested in bidding for this knife don't mind, I have one of the same grade but with different attributes..."
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Yunxiu Tower organizes auctions and always takes 10% of the transaction price as commission.
When individual buyers participate in the auction, they often lose their voice after the first few bids.
But if they work together to compete with wealthy customers, they can actually raise the price even higher.
Such behavior is beneficial to Yunxiu Tower.
For this reason, the Tingfeng Pavilion monk who maintained order in the exhibition hall only reminded a few words such as "please don't make noise".
Lin Yige failed to participate.
She was pestered by the female cultivator who was talking to her and told her "Eighteen Loves of Master Wu Lan".
Lin Yige also didn't expect that this female cultivator who refused to be named would actually be a fanatical supporter of Third Senior Sister.
During the chat, three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
On the day when the auction officially begins, the lots originally on display have been removed.
At the entrance to the auction house, a platform about a foot high gradually rose.
There was a square table made of soul-returning wood placed on the platform, and a fire-huan cloth as white as snow was spread on the table.
As a thirty-year-old monk from Tingfeng Pavilion stepped onto the high platform, the auction also kicked off.
The monk looked around, bowed his hands in salute, and said, "You all have come from afar to make my Yunxiu Tower shine!"
A clear male voice that was inconsistent with his ordinary appearance sounded in everyone's ears.
"That's all for the polite words. I'm Tingfeng Pavilion Linglang, who is responsible for the auction of Yunxiu Tower."
Perhaps because he had experienced too many auctions, Ling Lang spoke very fast and his tone did not fluctuate much.
"According to the usual practice, all the treasures in the auction, except for the Zhenling Pill and the finale treasure, have been on display in the Yunxiu Tower for nine days. I think you all already have your favorites.
The rules of this auction remain unchanged. The price is still quoted through the jade slips, and the one with the highest price wins.
The details and approximate valuation of each treasure have been described in the jade slips and will not be described again below.
The fellow Taoist who took the photo of the treasure can leave at any time after paying off the spiritual stones.
After the auction, you can display and trade by yourself here, and Yunxiu Tower will not take any money.
However, if anything happens after leaving the venue, I, Yun Xiu Lou, will not be responsible. "
The clear male voice fell, and the atmosphere in the entire auction room solidified instantly.
Ling Lang raised his hand and waved, and a knife rest appeared on the high table. On the knife rest was the Sky Splitting Knife.
"Here is the first auction item, the ultimate treasure, the Sky Splitting Knife!"
The eyes of all the monks gathered on the high platform.
A huge water mirror appeared behind Ling Lang, with the starting price on it - ten.
"The base price is ten high-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one high-grade spiritual stone."
Lin Yige heard the young monk next to him take a deep breath.
One high-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to a thousand medium-grade spiritual stones, and at least one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
The order of treasures auctioned in Yunxiu Tower is from low to high, and Zhenling Pill is often the last one.
The first item to be auctioned is a rare and top-grade treasure, and the price is based on high-grade spiritual stones, which shows its generosity and generosity.
As soon as Ling Lang finished speaking, someone made a bid.
"Eleven high-grade spiritual stones."
"Fifteen yuan, twenty yuan, twenty-five yuan..."
Ling Lang quoted the price calmly, as if the commission for these high-grade spiritual stones could not interest him in the least.
The price of spiritual stones continued to rise until it stopped at fifty yuan of high-grade spiritual stones.
In the end, the first treasure in the auction, the Sky Splitter Knife, was sold for fifty yuan of high-grade spiritual stones.
Lin Yige just looked at it at first, and then tried to make a quote several times, but failed to take a picture of any treasure.
Yunxiu Tower attached the detailed information of more than forty auction items to the auction catalogue.
In addition, a nine-day exhibition is set up in advance for bidders to appraise in person, thus eliminating many cumbersome steps.
So the auction goes quickly.
An auction item is sold almost every quarter of an hour, and monks who have taken the treasures have paid off the spirit stones and left Yunxiu Tower as soon as possible.
The amount of spiritual stones traded continued to skyrocket, Ling Lang's mood gradually rose, and his quotations became louder and louder.
Ling Lang's voice seemed to have the ability to confuse people.
Under those urgings, Lin Yige even had the illusion that high-grade spiritual stones were worth nothing at all, just a meaningless number.
The auction starts at Mao hour and lasts until sunset at You hour.
Finally, it was time for the long-awaited final auction item—an unknown treasure that was not in the catalog and was not on display.
Ling Lang waved his hand, and two old animal skin fragments appeared on the table.
"Everyone, please take a look, these are two fragments of ancient elixir recipes."
The two fragments of the scroll were half covered with materials that isolated spiritual consciousness.
On the other half, the text looks like a reptile, and the pictures are like a mess. The only thing that can be identified is the word "Dan".
Even though he was as well-informed as Ling Lang, he felt guilty for a moment when facing this undecipherable fragment.
"Following Yunxiu Tower's practice, please bid on your own!"
Lin Yige was shocked when she saw the final fragment of the ancient elixir recipe with her own eyes!
Why didn’t Third Senior Sister tell her that this was the recipe for the Soul Requiem Pill?
