The emergence of spiritual seeds has caused the top leaders of various forces to become entangled.
How valuable are these seeds?
It may be of use against the heavens, or it may become useless.
Is it wise to shoot or not to shoot, and how much budget should be invested?
Especially considering that there are sunflower seeds at the back, it becomes even more difficult to choose.
"Spiritual seeds, the auction is starting now. The base price is one trillion spiritual coins. Each increase in price must not be less than one hundred billion!"
The auctioneer announced the start of the bidding, but he felt a little unsure.
Whether this kind of pricing is high or low depends on the benevolent and the wise.
He had even made plans to fail the auction.
For a moment, the entire auction venue was silent.
No one bid.
It turned out to be cold.
"Are we going to take the spiritual seed?"
The senior leaders of the Holy Sect were discussing in the VIP room, somewhat hesitant.
"This may have some unnatural uses, or it may become useless. Furthermore, if it is to be auctioned, it may cause a shortage of funds for subsequent auctions of Sun Flower Seeds!"
"What if the spiritual seed is really useful in the future? Wouldn't we miss a good opportunity?"
"I think it's better to take pictures. As for the funds, we can go to the Qizhen Pavilion immediately, withdraw a few trillions, and then fill it in later. I believe the sect owner and others will also support our decision."
"Okay, let's take the photo then. Which of you will go to Qizhen Pavilion to withdraw some funds now?"
"I go."
An old man stood up and left in a hurry.
"Eleven hundred billion."
The quiet venue was broken by the senior officials of the Holy Sect.
Jun Wuxie has been waiting and watching. It seems that except for the Holy Sect, no one is bidding for the spiritual seed.
It seems that this auction should go smoothly.
"Twelve hundred billion."
Jun Wuxie started bidding.
When the senior members of the Holy Sect heard the familiar voice, their hearts instantly filled with anger.
Anger, like a conditioned reflex, is difficult to control.
That damn Jun Wuxie is definitely sincerely trying to get in trouble with their holy sect!
Every time, whenever they bid, he would tit for tat.
When the auction for spiritual seeds started, no one bid, and Jun Wuxie was also silent.
Now, as soon as he calls out the price, he immediately jumps out and follows the bidding.
There is no reason for this, it is really abominable!
"Thirteen hundred billion!"
"One hundred and four hundred billion."
…
The two voices refused to give in to each other, tit for tat, and continued to increase prices.
Along the way, the price soon reached more than 2 trillion yuan.
Moreover, the two have not stopped at all and have been competing, with 100 billion and 100 billion to follow.
"Well, the Holy Sect took into account the Sun Flower Seeds and the bidding was very conservative. It was inevitable that they would be a little timid." In a certain VIP room, an old man and a middle-aged man were shaking crystal wine glasses with a smile on their lips.
"How could they understand the value of the spiritual seed, otherwise they would have been snatching it up already. However, no one but us can get this spiritual seed!"
"Oh, the Holy Sect's budget for spiritual seeds should not be large, otherwise they would have shown a strong and crushing attitude after being defeated several times before, but they did not. As for Jun Wuxie, he estimated the strength on his body The funds won’t be too much, probably just a few trillion, but even if you overestimate him, it will only be capped at 10 trillion.”
The two were chatting, and the price of the spiritual seed had reached about three trillion.
At this time, the faces of the senior officials of the Holy Sect were already extremely ugly, and they wished they could go up and strangle Jun Wuxie to death.
"Four trillion."
A voice came faintly from a certain VIP room window.
In an instant, everyone in the audience looked over.
They were two unfamiliar faces, an old man in his sixties and a middle-aged man with an arrogant expression.
Their clothes are very casual, different from the sect or family clothes of various forces.
People were shocked.
A dark horse suddenly appeared, which no one expected.
The bidding for spiritual seeds went from a low price of one trillion to over three trillion. It has always been a battle between the two families.
Who would have thought that at this moment, a third party would suddenly jump out and add hundreds of billions to the list as soon as he opened his mouth.
This kind of courage is really rich and suffocating.
Leng Youyou, a senior member of the Holy Sect, stared at the old man and middle-aged man in front of the window, his face uncertain.
Jun Wuxie's eyes also narrowed slightly.
This competitor who suddenly jumped out may be the real opponent in this fight for spiritual seeds!
The Holy Gate was silent.
This price has already reached the budget limit, and this price can never be the final price. There is no point in continuing to bid. It is better to sit back and watch the tiger fight and see if Jun Wuxie will continue bidding.
"Forty-three hundred billion."
Jun Wuxie continued to bid, and of course he couldn't give up.
Today, no matter how many spiritual coins are spent or how much the price is paid, the powerful spiritual species will definitely win!
"Little brother, I feel like you are a little helpless." The middle-aged man took a slow sip from the crystal water glass and said, "Five trillion."
He spoke calmly and looked calm.
It seemed that five trillion was just a small amount in his eyes, as if it was not spiritual coins but rubble.
Everyone was shocked by his wealth.
The price has reached this level, and the price increase is still so crazy.
"Concubine Ling, go and ask the manager to come here and tell him that I have something to ask him."
After Jun Wuxie gave these instructions, he returned to the window, continued bidding, and shouted out a number that almost broke people's hearts: "Six trillion."
Six trillion!
One trillion yuan in price increase at a time!
This is even stronger than the dark horse that came out!
A bunch of spiritual seeds whose usefulness was not yet certain were fetched such a price, and they were still bidding so frantically.
It really shocked people and shocked them at the same time.
"Haha, little brother, you are courageous, but you are destined to fail today. There will be no results if you compete with us."
The middle-aged man is very confident and speaks softly, but his expression is quite condescending.
"Seven trillion."
He shouted out his bid, just like Jun Wuxie, he directly added one trillion.
crazy!
All crazy!
People couldn't believe their ears.
Is it worth it just for a spiritual seed that I don’t know if it is useful?
Jun Wuxie did not rush to bid, but fell silent for a short time.
When the auctioneer started counting down, he spoke slowly, shouting a number that shocked people's hearts: "Eight trillion."
Wow!
Everyone felt like they were going crazy.
Is this treating spiritual coins as dirt?
Are you still adding one trillion to one trillion?
The middle-aged and old man at the window were slightly surprised.
It seems that I didn't expect that even at this price, the competitors are still so stubborn, and the price increases are still crazy, as if they want to fight them to the end.
"Nine trillion."
The middle-aged man spoke calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.
At this time, Concubine Ling came in a hurry with the steward of the Lingsampan.
The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.
"Ten trillion."
His voice was as calm as before, but it struck everyone's eardrums and hearts like thunder!
Everyone felt like their brains couldn't keep up.
This is a spiritual seed, not a holy sun flower seed.
Actually captured 10 trillion?
So what's the point of the Soldier Saint's crazy bidding for this?
After Jun Wuxie called out the price, he disappeared from the window.
"Master Jun, why did you call me here?"
Lingsamp had actually guessed his purpose of looking for him.
Nowadays, Jun Wuxie is bidding frantically for spiritual seeds, and the price has reached 10 trillion.
Mostly he was worried that the spiritual coin limit was not enough and wanted to increase the limit for him.
But the two Sun Flower Seeds are the best, and the maximum advance amount that Jubaozhai can give is proportionally stipulated, and can only account for 50% of the Sun Flower Seeds' estimated value.
While waiting for Jun Wuxie to speak, he thought about how he should refuse.
Lingsamp did not hear Jun Wuxie say that he wanted to increase the limit, but saw him take out a small jade bottle from his arms.
The transparent vial is filled with crystal clear liquid.
"Mr. Jun, what is this?"
He took the bottle in his hand, opened the cap, and a pure soul power instantly filled the air.
Lingsampan's pupils shrank violently, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled.
I couldn’t believe my eyes!
"This is spiritual marrow liquid!" He exclaimed, and then said in surprise: "No... this kind of soul power aura seems to have surpassed the ultimate level of spiritual marrow liquid and been promoted to holy marrow liquid! It is higher than the semi-saint level. , this is a holy item!”
Jun Wuxie was also shocked.
The level of the spiritual marrow liquid I obtained was actually promoted to the holy level?
So, it was more precious than he imagined!
"There are about a thousand drops in this bottle, which is about two kilograms. I want to put it on consignment in your Jubaozhai. Each drop is sold for 200 billion spiritual coins. I wonder if the general manager thinks this price is a bit high?"
"High?" Lingsamp said excitedly: "It's not high at all! This kind of thing is a peerless treasure that the strong men in the Holy Sect realm crave for! It has the powerful effect of repairing and condensing the soul. And in the Holy Sect realm For a powerful person, the difficulty in improving one’s realm lies in soul cultivation! Even if one drop is sold for 300 billion, it will still be snatched up by the powerful people of the Holy Sect!”
"So, can I bid as much as I want today? It's a matter of quota..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Jun, the quota is not a problem, just this bottle of spiritual marrow liquid is worth hundreds of billions!"
Lingsampan couldn't calm down in his heart. This disciple of the Soldier Saint was simply amazing. Everything he took out was a peerless treasure!
No wonder, when he first met him, all he asked about were resources at the semi-saint level or above.
At that time, he still had some contempt in his heart, feeling that Jun Wuxie was not pragmatic and had a loud tone.
Now it seems that his own knowledge is too low!
At this time, after a brief silence, the auctioneer was already counting down.
The middle-aged man stood at the window, still calm and confident.
Just when the auctioneer was about to call out the final countdown.
"Fifteen trillion!"
The middle-aged man finally spoke.
He smiled confidently, looked at Jun Wuxie who returned to the window, and said: "Little brother, I didn't have any passion for the previous photos, and it was a waste of time. Come down and add some fun to the bidding between us, little brother, do you want to continue? Bid?”
"What you said makes sense. It is indeed a waste of time. How about we end the bidding as soon as possible?"
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth turned up slightly and he said, "Okay, little brother, you have to continue bidding, otherwise you will lose a lot of fun."
"My pleasure is crushing, I wonder what your pleasure is?"
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Twenty-five trillion."
Wow!
Suddenly the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone was dumbfounded and took out their ears, wondering if they were hallucinating!
The confident smiles on the middle-aged and old man's faces stiffened slightly.
They thought that their bid of 15 trillion yuan should put a lot of psychological pressure on the other party.
According to the estimated funds, I'm afraid it has reached the other party's limit.
But what I didn't expect was that the other party would directly increase the price by 10 trillion!
"Crush?" The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched slightly, and he said: "The little brother is the first person who dares to say crushing in front of us. Twenty-five trillion seems to be a big number, but if you want to crush We, on the other hand, don’t know how high the sky is!”
"Thirty trillion!"
The middle-aged man shouted out the bid with a smile, a confident smile on his face, but there was a hint of sweat on his temples.
