Chapter 13: Jia Liebi was tricked and cried!
Chapter 13: Jia Liebi was tricked and cried!
Seeing the cunning look in Xiao Yan's eyes, Xiao Zhan was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
As expected of Xiao Zhan's son!
They had the same idea!
When the price rose to 20,000, fewer people were bidding, and Jialebi finally spoke.
"Twenty-five thousand!"
"Thirty thousand!" Xiao Zhan raised the sign with a smile.
"Xiao Zhan, what are you doing!"
Jia Lie Bi turned around and roared, "Your son can kill a three-star Dou Zhe, what is the use of this foundation-building spirit liquid?"
"Can't I buy it for my future grandson?" Xiao Zhan smiled playfully and glanced at Xun'er unconsciously.
Sensing Xiao Zhan's gaze, Xun'er panicked for the first time in her life and her little face flushed.
"Thirty-five thousand!" Jia Lie Bi roared, gritting his teeth.
He had two sons. The eldest son, Jia Lie Ao, was killed by Xiao Yan, leaving only the youngest son, Jia Lie San.
Jia Lie San only has the seventh level of Dou Qi, while Xiao Zhan and Ao Ba PA sons are both Dou Zhe.
If Jia Lie San doesn't get promoted to a dou zhe, the younger generation of the Jia Lie family will be left far behind by the other two families!
Seeing that Jia Lie Bi was determined to get the foundation-building spiritual liquid, Ao Ba Pa, who was eyeing it covetously, was happy to add fuel to the fire.
"forty thousand!"
"Fifty thousand!" Jia Lie Bi eyes turned red.
The Foundation Building Spirit Liquid was, after all, only a second-grade medicinal liquid, and the price of fifty thousand had already exceeded his expectations.
"You win." Xiao Zhan snapped his fingers with a smile.
"Congratulations to Chief Jia lie for winning the first drop of foundation-building spiritual liquid." Ao Ba PA deliberately disgusted Jia Lie bi.
"hmmp!"
Jia Lie Bi didn't even want to look at the two of them. His eyes were gloomy and he was frantically greeting their ancestors in his heart.
"The first drop of foundation-building spirit liquid was won by Patriarch Jialie!"
Ya Fei showed her signature smile and said, "I plan to auction the next four drops of foundation-building spirit fluid in groups of two!"
"Starting price: 80,000!"
Ya Fei, who was smiling on the stage, asked for a huge price and increased the price of the foundation-building spiritual liquid several times.
"So cruel..." Xiao Yan grinned and shook his head secretly.
This woman is even more cruel than him!
"Ms. Ya Fei, forty thousand a drop, isn't that too high?" Jia Lie bi looked unhappy.
"Chief Jia Lir, this price is not high at all!"
Ya Fei smiled sweetly and said, "That mysterious alchemist only consigned five drops to Miteer Auction House.
There is no demand for them. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever!
Moreover, the effect of this medicine is better than another drop!
If you soak two drops at the same time, your cultivation speed will double!"
Hearing Ya Fei say this, Jia Lie Bi was so angry that he wanted to fight with Yafei.
Why didn't you say so earlier? !
"I can prove to Miss Ya Fei that the more you use the foundation-building spirit liquid, the stronger the effect.
If you use three drops at a time, there is a chance that you will break through two stages of Dou Zhi QI in a row!" Xiao Yan added fuel to the fire.
Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "Chief Jia Lie, you have already taken one drop, do you still care about spending more money?"
The previous 40,000 gold coins had already made Jia Lie Bi pay a sunk cost, so there was no way he wouldn't follow.
"Eighty-five thousand!" Xiao Zhan spoke first.
"Ninety thousand!" Ao Ba PA followed closely.
"Chief…"
A member of the Jia Lie bi tribe whispered that their goal here should be the finale of the Wind Scroll Technique!
"One hundred thousand!"
Jia Lie bi's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked fiercely at the young man beside him:
"Jia Lie San, I'll take all five drops of foundation-building spirit liquid, but I don't want the Wind Scroll Technique anymore!
You must fight for me!"
Jia Lie San nodded weakly.
At last.
These two drops of foundation-building spiritual liquid were bought by Jia Lie Bi at a high price of one hundred and twenty thousand with hatred.
"There are only two drops left!" Ya Fei smiled and shook the jade bottle to show it to everyone.
When everyone thought that Ya Gei would auction the drops in groups of two again, she auctioned them separately again.
At last.
JiaLie Bi paid a painful price of 150000 to pocket the remaining two drops of foundation-building spiritual liquid.
"Tsk tsk…"
Xiao Zhan shook his head provocatively: "Three hundred and twenty thousand to buy five drops of foundation-building spirit liquid, Chief Jialie is really rich!"
Jia Liebi laughed in anger:
"Xiao Zhan! You have emptied your family's savings to buy the foundation-building spiritual liquid for your son!
If you are really rich, can you just sit there and watch me take the item?
Your son will never be able to use the foundation-building spirit liquid a second time in his lifetime! My son will break your little bastard's neck within a year!"
Just when Jia Lie BI was feeling proud, Ya Gei on the stage spoke with a smile.
"The five drops of foundation-building spirit fluid auctioned this time are all consigned by Young Master Xiao Yan of the Xiao family..."
Huh?
The hand that was shaking the jade bottle froze in place, and Jia Lie Bi turned into a statue.
"Haha!" Ao Ba Pa was stunned for a moment, laughing so hard that he was out of breath, with tears streaming down his face.
"Jia Lie Bi, you've been cheated! These five drops of foundation-building spirit fluid are only worth two hundred thousand at most, and you spent a full three hundred and twenty thousand!
You actually thought that people raised the price just to grab these few drops of medicine!
Hahaha!"
Ao Ba PA laughter echoed in the auction house, and Jia Lie Bi old face turned pale and blue.
"Ms. Ya Gei, didn't you say that the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid was consigned by that alchemist?" Galiebi was extremely aggrieved.
"yes!"
Ya Fei nodded sincerely: "That alchemist is Xiao Yan's master, Xiao Yan is his disciple, and all the gold coins auctioned belong to Xiao Yan."
"puff!"
Jia Lie bi's blood boiled, and he pointed at Xiao Yan who was touching his nose with trembling hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I will kill you!"
Jia Lie bi's eyes were bloodshot and he was about to tear Xiao Yan into pieces with one claw.
However, before Xiao Zhan could make any move, several powerful dou Qi rose from the pavilion.
It was Gu Ni and several grand master from the auction house who had returned!
"Chief Jia Lie, please respect yourself." Ya Fei's smile was still charming.
Jialie bi instantly wilted, and after giving Xiao Yan a fierce look, he collapsed on the chair.
"Hmph!" Xiao Zhan sat down again, feeling a little disappointed.
If Jia Lie bi had gone mad just now and attacked Xiao Yan, he and several elders would have had reason to kill him.
Wind scroll technique.
Without Jia Lie Bi bidding, Ao Ba Pa easily bought it for 350,000.
"Xiao Yanzi, thank you very much."
Ao ba pa smiled hypocritically and said, "Thanks to you, Chief Jialie is unable to compete. Otherwise, my psychological price would be 500,000. You have saved me a lot of money!"
"That's not true, Chief Ao Ba. If it weren't for you, Chief Jia Lie wouldn't be able to spend so much money." Xiao Yan sneered in his heart.
Both the old man and the young wanted to drag the other into the water, which made Jia Lie Bi even more jealous.
The auction is over.
When Xiao Yan was about to go to the hall to get some herbs, he saw Jia Lie Bi fiercely stuffing the vial of foundation-building spirit liquid into Jia Lie San hand.
"Dad, if he can use the foundation-building spiritual liquid to break through to the Dou Zhe level, then so can I! I won't embarrass you!" Jia Lie San grabbed the cork and drank it all heroically.
Xiao Yan and the other younger generations of the Xiao family were stunned.
As users, they knew very well how powerful the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid was.
Even dripping into a basin of water was a little too much to bear.
Jia Lie San.
Drink it?
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