What's more, with their status in the Holy Land, they can already make some important decisions on behalf of the Holy Land!
What's more, the six empires and their nine holy lands seem to be in harmony on the surface, but in fact they have always been fighting openly and secretly.
Even if there is no big conflict, small fights often happen...
If even this last scroll falls into the hands of the six empires, then the nine holy places will not have any advantage in this search for the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Fifty billion!" Xuanyuan Yan stood up, looked in the direction of Ji Zong and said, "Fellow Daoist Ji is so generous, why not give this scroll to our Nine Holy Lands?"
"You said you would give in to me, how shameless would I be?" Ji Zong didn't accept the method of provoking generals at all, and smiled crookedly, "Sixty billion!"
Xuanyuan Yan frowned.
He had just learned from Duan Xianrou that they only had 35 billion spiritual stones in their hands, and their Qianyuan Holy Land only had about 40 billion!
In other words, 75 billion low-grade spiritual stones are already the limit they can bear.
Xuanyuan Yan's eyes were a little colder, "Fellow Daoist Ji, don't forget, this is Zhongzhou!"
"So what?" As the prince of the Wu Dynasty, Ji Zong is naturally not afraid of the threat of Xuanyuan Yan, unless Qianyuan Holy Land wants to go to war with the Wu Dynasty!
Nowadays, several major demon sects are watching with eager eyes. If Qianyuan Holy Land offends their Wu Dynasty at this time, it can be said that they will be attacked from front to back!
He didn't think that the Holy Master of Qianyuan Holy Land would make such a stupid decision.
Xuanyuan Yan and Ji Zong's eyes collided in the air, and everyone in the audience smelled an extremely strong smell of gunpowder.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Xuanyuan Yan laughed angrily, "I would like to see how many spiritual stones your Martial Dynasty has, seventy billion!!"
"Eighty...billion!" Ji Zong was in a great mood when he saw Xuanyuan Yan was defeated.
Even if there is no scroll, he can spend 80 billion to make Xuanyuan Yan angry to death, and he feels that it is worth the money! !
Seeing that Xuanyuan Yan remained silent and stopped bidding, Duan Xianrou's beautiful eyes visibly dimmed a bit.
Sure enough, it's still not enough...
"How many spirit stones do you still have on your body!" Xuanyuanyan sent a message to his two guardians, thinking that they were also elders of Qianyuan Holy Land after all, so they should have some spirit stones on their bodies!
He also has millions of spiritual stones on his body...
"Holy Son, I still have hundreds of thousands here."
"I have less than a million..."
Xuanyuan Yan's face was extremely gloomy. Several million plus more than one million, even tens of millions of spirit stones were not enough! !
This amount of spiritual stone is not enough to take a picture of this scroll, unless...
"Go to the Lu family and tell them that the Holy Son needs spiritual stones. If they don't want the Lu family to lose the protection of the Holy Land, let them come up with 50 billion spiritual stones, immediately, immediately!"
Fifty billion!
The two old men looked at each other.
Even if the Lu family has some background, 50 billion spiritual stones is almost equivalent to taking away 70 to 80% of the Lu family's property. Will they really give it to them?
Not even the Holy Lord dares to push the Lu family so tightly. After all, the Lu family is the cash cow of the Qianyuan Holy Land...
If we really no longer cooperate with the Lu family, it will be a huge loss to Qianyuan Holy Land!
"Holy Son, this..."
"Go quickly!"
The hook-nosed old man gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'll go right now!"
On the auction stage, Feng Wu didn't seem very satisfied with the price of 80 billion. The value of this golden scroll was at least 100 billion.
It's a pity that there are only two holy places and Wu Dynasty here.
If the Nine Holy Lands and several other major empires gather here, let alone a mere hundred billion, even hundreds of billions is not impossible...
"Fellow Taoists, is anyone still willing to continue bidding?" Feng Wu looked at several VIP rooms and asked again.
"Eighty-five billion!" Xuanyuan Yan bid again.
Ji Zong has long lost his patience. Does he still need to hesitate for tens of billions?
"One hundred billion!"
Xuanyuan Yan looked at Ji Zong's triumphant face and felt a little irritated, "Why aren't you back yet?"
In just a dozen breaths, the hook-nosed old man came back, "Holy Son..."
"Did you get the spirit stone back?"
The hook-nosed old man said with an ugly expression, "Lu Dafu refused. He said he wanted the spirit stone and asked the Holy Master to come and talk to him in person..."
"Bastard!" Xuanyuan Yan smashed the table next to him into powder with one palm, "Without the Holy Land, how would the Lu family be today?"
"Holy Son, the Lu family's properties are spread throughout Zhongzhou. The Holy Lord once told us not to offend the Lu family too much..."
Xuanyuan Yan looked at the hook-nosed old man with pity, "Is Elder Wu using Master to suppress this Holy Son?"
"I don't dare!" The hook-nosed old man lowered his head, but he was already scolding in his heart.
He is the Holy Son of Qianyuan Holy Land. Even if he makes a mistake, the Holy Lord will not do anything to him. But the Holy Son will still be punished if he makes a mistake. At that time, the two of them will be Xuanyuan Yan's scapegoats!
All punishments must be borne by them!
"The Lu family..." The killing intent flashed in Xuanyuanyan's eyes.
He is the Holy Son of the Qianyuan Holy Land, and a mere head of the Lu family dares to disrespect him again and again. Since he cannot be used for his own purposes, keeping him will sooner or later be a disaster!
Of course, the Lu family cannot be left without him, otherwise it will be difficult for him to explain to the master. But if the Lu family is just replaced by another head, the master probably won't care...
When he thought of this, Xuanyuan Yan sneered. Not only did he want to replace the head of the Lu family, he also wanted to get the wealth of the Lu family and make the Lu family a dog loyal to him!
Not only the Lu family, but also the golden scroll, he also wanted to get it in his hands. Nowadays, the old guys in the Holy Land are gossiping behind his back.
If you come back empty-handed this time, they will definitely catch you again!
It's just that those old guys have high authority in the Holy Land. Even if he is the Holy Son, he can only swallow his anger for the time being. When he becomes the next Holy Lord of Qianyuan Holy Land, he will settle things with them!
"His Royal Highness bids 100 billion, is there any fellow Taoist who is higher?" Feng Wu looked around with a smile. 100 billion is not much, but at least it has reached the bottom line that she can accept!
What's more, this scroll was not entrusted by others, but was taken out by the Feng family for auction. The reason why the Feng family was willing to take it out was because the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven was about to be opened.
All major forces are looking for this last scroll. This thing is too hot and cannot be kept by them!
But if you give it away, the price will be too high!
At least you can earn some spiritual stones by selling them, and you can avoid offending the major forces. This is the most reasonable and fair method that the Feng family can think of...
Duan Xianrou clasped her little hand tightly. She knew that in this battle, Dark Moon Holy Land and Qianyuan Holy Land had lost.
They still underestimated the financial resources of the Wu Dynasty!
"Don't panic, Your Highness the Saint. That Xuanyuan Yan is a guy who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. If Ji Zong makes him lose face, he will definitely not give up!"
