"Everyone must be curious! How can this obviously damaged umbrella be put up for auction?"
The beauty in charge of introducing the auction gave it away and allowed the people below to make random guesses before announcing it.
"This is a pseudo-immortal umbrella. Although it is damaged, it is indeed it. Our people brought it back from a battlefield ruins. Although it has lost its precious light, it is still very valuable.
I believe that the weapon refining masters present should understand its value, right? The base price is one hundred high-grade spiritual stones! "
Pseudo-immortal is a stage between the peak of the sacred weapon and the immortal. If it were not for the lower world to allow the appearance of immortals, maybe this would be an immortal weapon.
In other words, this is a quasi-immortal weapon.
There were many refining masters present who were excited. For ordinary people, it is okay to buy it cheaply and collect it. If it is too expensive, it is not cost-effective.
But for the weapon refiner, this is very valuable!
First of all, you can study the above refining techniques, and secondly, the materials themselves, which can also be disassembled and used.
So it’s really difficult for Yunfei to get it!
He was ready to lose all his money to win it. It was quite easy for a senior weapon refining master to make money, spiritual stones were easy to obtain, and things that made Mo Wang react were rare.
"one thousand."
"The price for private room No. 3 is 1,000 yuan of high-quality spiritual stones. Is there anything higher?"
"Three thousand."
"Wow! The price for private room No. 5 is three thousand, is there any higher price?"
"Eight thousand."
"Thirty thousand!"
"The guest in private room No. 3 bids 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones again. Is there any higher price?"
One hundred yuan of low quality is equal to one piece of medium quality, and ten yuan of medium quality is equal to one piece of high quality.
Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to thirty million low-grade ones. At this price, the guests in the lobby can no longer keep up.
"fifty thousand!"
It was still in private room No. 5. Yunfei guessed that it was someone from the Weapon Refiner's Guild.
"Seventy thousand." In the private room No. 10, I could tell that the other party was determined to get it.
There are really not many poor masters who can refine high-level spiritual weapons.
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
"Three hundred thousand."
"one million!"
The bidding paused for a moment, as they considered the value of the umbrella and whether it was worth it.
If you can learn a thing or two from it, it's certainly worth it, but... if it's destroyed too completely, it won't mean much.
Private Room No. 5 hesitantly shouted: “One million and one hundred thousand.”
Seeing that Number 5 was shouting, Number 10 naturally followed suit, "One and a half million."
Upon seeing this, Yunfei directly offered a high price, pushing the auction to a climax, "Three million!"
"Three million and two million."
"Three and a half million!"
"five million!"
This price discourages many people, because it only costs this much to buy a sacred artifact, but the sacred artifact has a price but no market.
It’s really not worth it to buy a broken, pseudo-immortal weapon of unknown value!
After thinking about it, No. 5 and No. 10 gave up.
"Oh my god, who is this? A broken fake fairy weapon, paying such a high price?"
"The voice should be that of True Lord Qianhe of Tianyuan Sect!"
"That's understandable. He is already a master of weapon refining at a young age. It is not impossible for him to become a master in time."
"Yeah, so he might have broken through the bottleneck by filming it."
Just when everyone thought the winner was determined, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.
From the silent room No. 4, a young man's voice came, "Five million and one million!"
Yunfei knew who it was by hearing the voice. He was his original enemy and the Supreme Lord of the Minghua Sect.
This is where it gets a little tricky.
As a master of Fu Zhuan, he is also not too short of spiritual stones.
If it were someone else, he might not spend a lot of money to buy decorations just to disgust his enemies, but...he would!
In the world of cultivation, he is known as a prodigal, vengeful, petty and stubborn.
"Six million."
"Six million and one million."
"Seven hundred!" If it weren't for what Mo Wang wanted, Yunfei would really give in.
"Ha, as expected of Qian Hezhenjun, this price is really rich! Coincidentally, Su also liked this broken umbrella, so he had no choice but to win over it!
Seven million and one million! "
Just as Yunfei was about to continue, a lazy female voice came from Private Room No. 8, "What the hell, thirty million."
…………
There was silence.
Thirty million high-grade spiritual stones to buy a useless broken holy weapon?
It is said to be a pseudo-immortal weapon, a quasi-immortal weapon, but immortal weapons cannot be refined from the lower realm at all, so strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a high-level holy weapon.
Are they ignorant, or is the world too crazy?
"Whose lady is this? Isn't she too rich?"
"I don't understand why I would buy a broken umbrella if I have this spiritual stone."
"This is the prodigal son among prodigal sons. Even Shangqing Zhenjun seems to be unqualified."
At this moment, Su Shangqing had indeed turned off the fire, but he was not angry. Instead, he picked up the spiritual tea and drank it in a very good mood.
He also laughed with the fellow disciple next to him: "I don't know which family he is from. He is so suitable for my taste. I don't need to produce spiritual stones, and he can piss that ice cube face to death. How can it be so good? Haha!"
Yunfei didn't say anything anymore. The things fell into She Wuxin's hands. Everything was easy to discuss, which was better than falling into other people's hands.
If the two of them compete, only the people at the auction house will be affected!
Seeing that no one was bidding, the beauty on the stage began to drop her hammer, "This is the first time for thirty million high-grade spiritual stones!"
"Thirty million for the second time. Is there any customer with a higher bid? If not, this pseudo-immortal artifact will belong to the customer in private room No. 8~"
Seeing that no one said a word, the beauty gave the last blow excitedly, so happy! Got rich.
"Okay, deal! This fake fairy weapon belongs to the guest in private room No. 8. Our waiter will deliver it to your private room later."
She Wuyi said calmly: "No, please send it to the private room No. 3. This is my gift to Qianhe Zhenjun. Let's take the next one."
So the magic stone, grinding and chirping, the dog man is still too poor.
However, no matter how much she dislikes someone, she will not allow others to bully her and snatch what her man wants in front of her. Doesn’t the man named Su know how many mines she has?
This would probably make that old boy vomit blood, right?
She Wuyi's guess was correct. At this moment, Su Shangqing was indeed angry and crushed the cup, but she had a bright smile on her face.
"I didn't expect that, Qianzhe Zhenjun is also very good at playing. I just wonder if the girl knows that he already has a lovely wife and daughter at home?"
"I know, because his beloved wife is me. I wonder if Lord Shangqing still has any questions?"
"Oh, it turns out that the couple was flirting, but Su's kind reminder was a bit unnecessary."
The woman's answer shocked many people. They never expected that the Taoist companion Qianzhe Zhenjun, who had been a mystery for three years, would actually appear in this way.
The white jade in the second private room also crushed the armrest of a chair.
He looked straight at Private Room No. 8, trying to see the face of the person inside.
(End of chapter)
