Chapter 32 One Hundred Spiritual Coins

As soon as they entered the auction house, their vision suddenly darkened. It was pitch black in all directions. The walls and floors inside the entire auction house were all pitch black.

With Xiao Yan's soul power, he found that the walls and floor of the auction house were all made of inkstone, and judging from some visible patterns on the floor and walls, the auction house was probably made of a single piece of inkstone.

Tsk tsk, in a place like this, they can use a whole piece of inkstone to build an auction house. The financial resources of the Tianyun Chamber of Commerce are really terrifying.

Xiao Yan and the others followed Xiong Man, turning left and right, and came to a jet-black stone gate.

Xiong Man took a step forward and came to the stone door. He stretched out his palm and placed it on the stone door. The fighting spirit in his body circulated to the palm of his hand and continuously injected into the stone door. The stone door slowly opened with a rumbling sound, and a private room of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of everyone.

Xiong Man laughed heartily, stepped aside, and let Xiao Yan enter first, and then he and Liu Huabai and others entered.

After entering, Liu Huabai looked at the walls that were emitting a soft glow, the smooth white floor, and the rows of comfortable-looking chairs. Liu Huabai couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"Tsk tsk, different people, the treatment is so different! Every time I come here, I only get a mid-level private room. I didn't expect that you are already prepared for this casual visit without any special request. Hey! Xiong Man, it seems that you have been planning to curry favor with Senior Xiao for a long time, right?"

Hearing this, Xiong Man grinned with a face full of fat. Xiao Yan was no longer surprised. He first found a seat and sat down, and then everyone else took their seats. Xiong Man did not sit down, but walked to the wall in front of everyone that was emitting a faint fluorescent light, and the fighting spirit in his hand burst out again.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw that the wall that was originally emitting a faint fluorescent light suddenly began to become crystal clear. Circles of ripples like water waves spread out, making the whole wall look extremely mysterious.

A moment later, a crystal screen appeared in front of everyone. Behind the screen was a spacious auction hall. At this moment, the auction hall was already full of seats. Bursts of noisy sounds echoed in the auction hall, making the entire auction hall seem extremely noisy.

The clear sound of bells slowly resounded throughout the auction hall, and as the bells rang, the originally extremely noisy noise in the venue gradually subsided, and countless eyes were cast on the crystal stage, with eyes full of passion.

It was not until this time that Xiong Man's burly figure turned around and sat in a seat that had been reserved for him beside Xiao Yan. He and everyone else looked at the auctioneer on the crystal stage.

"Haha, everyone, I'm sure you've gotten a little impatient waiting. In that case, I won't bother you with any more official talk."

The white-haired old man in gorgeous clothes looked at the crowd of people in the auction hall with a smile on his face. Finally, he swept his hidden eyes over the representatives of forces from other cities sitting in the front row, and his loud voice echoed in the venue.

As an experienced auctioneer, he knew clearly what the people below wanted to see and what they did not want to see, so the old-fashioned opening ceremony nonsense introduction was directly thrown out by him. But it is true that the old man's move did win applause from the whole room. At least, even the representatives of the forces sitting in the front row nodded slightly.

"As an annual auction, I believe that our Tianyun Auction House has chosen Qingyang City as the main auction venue among all the cities this year, and I believe that this auction will not disappoint you."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he clapped his hands again and said loudly:

"I hereby declare that the Qingyang City Tianyun Auction will begin now!"

As the old man's voice fell, the huge crystal platform suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and after a long while, the light gradually dissipated.

At this moment, on the crystal stage, in front of the auction table in front of the white-haired old man, there was a long sword that was all emerald green with a hint of blue-green. Under the illumination of the light, it reflected an extremely cold and bright luster. Looking at the traces of energy rotating on the sword, it was obvious that the power of this sword must be extraordinary, and it must have been made by a famous master.

At this moment, the eyes of the people in the audience suddenly brightened, and the white-haired old man was obviously very satisfied with the result. A satisfied smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and his gloomy old eyes narrowed into a thin line.

The old man looked at the people below and slowly introduced:

"This sword is called the Jade Water Orchid Sword. It is made of Jade Water Blue Gold. It can cut iron like mud. It has the ability to disappear into water. It is invisible in water and is very suitable for water-attributed cultivators. If it is equipped with high-level water-attributed fighting skills, its power will increase exponentially! It is a rare divine weapon! If you are interested, don't be stingy with your money! Money should be measured by strength. If you have strength, money is just like dirt, right? Haha."

As the old man spoke, he held the Bishui Youlan sword in his hand. The sword shook, and ripples like water waves spread around the sword.

The old man waved his other hand into the void and inhaled. The water vapor in the air turned into drops of water, which were squeezed into a water ball the size of a football in the old man's hand. With a wave of his hand, the water ball immediately spread out, covering the entire blade of the sword.

In an instant, the Bishui Youlan Sword disappeared from everyone's sight.

There was an uproar in the room, and everyone's fiery gazes were cast towards the white-haired old man standing on the crystal stage. The old man also knew what their gazes meant, smiled slightly, and said loudly:

"The reserve price is 500,000 gold coins. Everyone, please!"

"Green water and lapis lazuli... that's pretty good."

Xiao Yan looked at the long sword and murmured softly, but it did not arouse any interest. With his strength at this level, weapons are no longer so important. What's more, he is used to weapons like the Xuan Zhong Chi, which can be used to attack with great force and overwhelm others. Long swords are too far away.

After all, this is just the beginning of the auction, and the good stuff will surely be at the end.

Of course, Xiao Yan may not think highly of these things due to his limited vision, but that does not mean that others do not think highly of them. In the eyes of many water-attributed cultivators below the stage, this sword has become a rare divine weapon. Therefore, as soon as the white-haired old man finished speaking, a lot of bidding sounds rang out in the auction hall.

"Congratulations, little brother! Fifteen million! You won the Blue Water Orchid Sword!"

The bidding was very fierce, which quickly raised the atmosphere in the auction hall. After the first bidding lasted for several minutes, the Bishui Youlan Sword was finally successfully auctioned off by a slightly thin man in green clothes with an excited look on his face at a high price of 15 million.

Xiao Yan kept shaking his head after seeing this. How stupid must this cultivator be to just throw away more than 10 million for a sword? Instead of buying a sword, it would be better to buy some cultivation resources.

The first round of bidding was fast and short. After all, the sword was not suitable for all monks, so there were not many people bidding.

After several more rounds of competition and bidding, the auction reached the middle stage and it was finally the turn of those sitting in the front row to make their bids. As soon as the items for this round of auction came on stage, they attracted the attention of the entire audience.

It was a pill, and its grade reached the seventh grade. It was a seventh grade primary breakthrough pill, which could increase the chance of a peak Dou Huang cultivator breaking through to the Dou Zong stage by half. This made everyone in the audience instantly excited. Many cultivators whose strength remained at the peak of Dou Huang stage had bloodshot eyes, staring at the pill in the jade bottle on the stage, and they were about to rush up to grab it.

Even the Liu family members who had been sitting quietly in the high-end private room were looking at the old man on the stage with shining eyes, waiting for him to state the bottom price. Seeing this, Xiao Yan curled his lips and shook his head continuously, which made Liu Huabai smile awkwardly. He was helpless, because the strongest person in the Liu family was only Dou Zong.

At this moment, Xiong Man also took a serious look at the Broken Sect Pill, said goodbye to Xiao Yan and walked out of the private room. Soon, under the chairmanship of the white-haired old man, a new round of bidding finally began.

"The reserve price of this Po Zong Dan is five million gold coins."

The white-haired old man looked at the people in the audience and spoke in a neither light nor heavy tone. But as soon as these words came out, except for those sitting in the front row and a few very few people, the entire auction hall suddenly became quiet. However, the white-haired old man still looked at the people in the audience with a smile and said nothing.

After Xiong Man killed several monks who tried to snatch the property by force, everyone understood that the rest of the competition would belong to those powerful forces. Soon, this round of competition finally began.

"Twenty million!"

The first person to bid was a man in white sitting in the front row. He was the son of the mayor of the city closest to Qingyang City, named Mo Bei. He was arrogant and domineering. He once forcibly seized a truck from the Liu family that was out of town, but because of his father, the Liu family eventually let the matter go.

After Mo Bei, many people started bidding one after another. The price of this seventh-grade Pozong Pill was raised to 70 million, and the owner of this price was Mo Bei.

Liu Huabai also made several bids during the period. As long as he spoke, everyone realized that there was someone in this high-end box that had not been opened for a long time. However, when Mo Bei heard Liu Huabai's voice, he smiled coldly, and his originally slightly frowned brows also took on a hint of sarcasm.

In the end, Mo Bei's price was higher, and Liu Huabai was also overwhelmed by the high price.

Liu Huabai's face was as gloomy as water. He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. He stood up again, looked outside the screen, and shouted loudly:

"One hundred spirit coins."

Hearing this, Mo Bei's pupils suddenly shrank. He stopped talking and sat back in his seat angrily.