The words full of jealousy and sourness still echoed in the auction house, and the hoarse voice sounded again in the high-profile private room.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"
There was no unnecessary nonsense, just a simple quotation. He directly ignored Nordin's words and seemed to have no interest in talking and discussing with Nordin.
"So arrogant!"
"Could it be that he is also a third-grade alchemist?"
"You don't give Master Nuoding any face, so you don't worry about offending Master Nuoding?"
Countless people lowered their voices and were extremely shocked. Master Noting was very famous in the Morning Light Empire and even in several surrounding empires. Among the friends he made, there were many powerful people such as Douzong and the Great Magician. There are still people who dare not give Master Nordin face.
Nordin frowned. He could see that that person was bound to win. He took a breath and was about to increase the price. Suddenly, a maid walked in quickly from outside the private room. After bowing to Nordin, she said softly: "Master Nuoding, Master Lanruo asked me to tell you, there is no need to fight for this one, there are three more to come."
"There are three more?!" Nordin was surprised, and then he was happy. In this case, there was no need to fight for this one anymore. Although he was still reluctant to give up, it was obvious that the other party would be willing to give up.
In the end, Ye Yun's first giant sword was auctioned off by the cult's magician for a sky-high price of 650,000 yuan.
"Sir Pope, why are you auctioning this useless magic weapon?" In the cult's private room, red-haired Ferro looked at the old man who was studying the giant sword sent in by the staff with a puzzled expression and asked.
Lei Xiu on the side did not say a word, but he also stared at the giant sword, and the doubts flashing in his eyes also showed his inner confusion.
The old man didn't speak. He stretched out his thin hand and suddenly flicked the sword.
Ding!
There was a clear and melodious collision sound, followed by several more "clicks". The giant sword made of ordinary iron suddenly broke apart, and a flame rune that was like a condensed magma flashed away.
"The law...?" The old man's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand gently. The space in front of him suddenly cracked open, revealing a crack that exuded endless darkness. The suction force swept across and swallowed the fragments of the giant sword directly...
Next, Ye Yun's two remaining giant swords were put up for auction one after another, and both were sold for 300,000 yuan. Interestingly, one of the people who bought the giant sword was Nuo Ding and the other was Lan Ruo. It seems that both of them wanted to To study the secrets in this giant sword.
After the three giant swords, items were brought up one after another, including magic spells, fighting qi skills, a third-level flying monster cub, and even a first-born with cat ears, a hot figure and good looks. The incomparably beautiful Catwoman caused the beasts in the audience to whistle continuously, and finally paid for the price of 200,000 gold coins, which was the highest-end item after Ye Yun's three giant swords.
As for Ye Yun's bow and arrow, there was no trace of it, and it must have been arranged at the back.
More than 900,000 gold coins were deposited into his account. Ye Yun didn't feel anything at all, nor did he talk to Han Yue. He just quietly absorbed and breathed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"The next item is a piece of strange iron found by our Nosius family in the east of the Warcraft Mountains. It is dark red, extremely heavy, and contains cold air. After our judgment, it should be a piece of third-grade strange iron."
Hill's introduction came slowly, and the two masters, wearing thick gloves, worked together to drag a palm-sized piece of dark red iron ore onto the auction stage.
Boom!
When the iron ore fell on the auction table made of black rock, it made a dull sound. Everyone could clearly see that the stone table was still shaking slightly.
Hill smiled slightly: "The starting price is 20,000 gold coins!"
"forty thousand!"
"Fifty thousand gold coins!"
"I am missing a third-grade special iron. With this special iron, Master Lanruo can help me refine a third-grade magic weapon. Haha, sixty thousand!"
"Seventy thousand gold coins, no one can steal it from me!"
"..."
Listening to the bidding sound, Han Yue's beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Yun, who had not moved at all, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "What? You don't dare to bid if you don't have money to buy?"
Ye Yun glanced at her and said nothing.
"Hehe, as long as you join us, my sister will buy it for you, how about it?" Han Yue's eyes turned into crescents, and she said with a seductive tone with a smile.
She originally thought that Ye Yun was being treated so politely by Nosius because he was a big benefactor. Unexpectedly, Ye Yun didn't even ask for a price when Yi Tie appeared. This made Han Yue couldn't help but guess that Ye Yun was short of money and was waiting for her to speak. .
But her tone was just like that of a rich woman who wanted to take care of her pretty face.
Ye Yun shook his head slightly and looked at the palm-sized piece of blood-fried iron, feeling a little disappointed. It was too small and not enough to be forged into a spear.
After pondering for a while, Ye Yun finally said: "One hundred and fifty thousand gold coins."
The slightly cold voice, wrapped in the true energy, instantly spread out and resounded clearly throughout the venue, leaving everyone stunned.
One hundred and fifty thousand gold coins is already close to half the price of a finished third-grade magic weapon. If you buy it at this price, plus other exotic irons or magic cores, and finally ask a third-grade alchemist to refine it, the total cost will directly reach six One hundred thousand gone.
After all this calculation, those who were originally interested in Yitie had no choice but to give up.
Looking at Ye Yun who had no intention of responding to her, Han Yue clenched her silver teeth and suddenly turned her eyes, with a wicked smile on her face as her eyes flashed.
"The next item...a third-level magic beast, a lion-headed, ghost-faced tiger magic core, starting price is 40,000 gold coins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yue shouted hurriedly: "One hundred and forty thousand!"
I immediately added 100,000! This aura made everyone shake their heads, too shocked to dare to increase the price.
"Why do you want the magic core?" Ye Yun looked at Han Yue with a smile on his face and couldn't help but frown and asked. He always felt that there was something underneath that smile...
Han Yue rolled her eyes at him and hummed: "You care about me!"
"One hundred and forty thousand gold coins once...twice..."
Han Yue felt extremely happy and secretly thought to herself that she would shout a few more times and go back after the auction was about to end, so that Ye Yun would not dare to cause trouble for her.
Thinking of Ye Yun's inability to pay and not daring to embarrass herself, Han Yue's mood became even better.
But she didn't expect that when Ferro heard the familiar voice in the private room where the cult was located, his heart suddenly trembled, and a joy filled his face.
It turns out she wants this magic core. If I buy it and give it to her, she will definitely be moved...
Thinking of this, Ferro shouted impatiently: "Two hundred thousand gold coins!"
boom!
Everyone in the seats was shocked. Two hundred thousand gold coins to buy a third-level Warcraft core? This man must be mentally ill!
The third-level Warcraft Demonic Core is only worth one hundred thousand gold coins at most! This has doubled! Whose prodigal is he? Aren't you worried about being beaten by your parents when you go back?
