Chapter 1101: Bidding for Bodhi Seeds, Guan Ping's Petty Mind

After saying that, Lu Mingyu slowly left the stage, and an ordinary-looking woman walked up.

"The next item on display is the first item of this auction."

"Four bottles of three-patterned resurrection pills, each containing ten pills."

"As a healing elixir among the third-grade elixirs, the difficulty of making the Resurrection Pill is no less than that of some fourth-grade elixirs."

"In terms of prolonging life, this pill even surpasses fourth-grade pills."

"The starting price is 40,000 Yuandan, and each bid must not be less than 1,000."

As soon as he finished speaking, people in the auction hall began to bid one after another.

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"Four bottles of Huanyang Pills can be sold for 50,000 Yuandan. Don't they take money as money?"

Seeing someone shout out the price of 50,000 Yuandan, Guan Ping, who was in the box, was immediately heartbroken.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng said calmly: "You think four bottles of Huanyang Pills are not worth so much money, that's because you are an alchemist yourself."

"One batch of materials for the Rejuvenating Pill can produce two Rejuvenating Pills under extreme circumstances."

"Forty Rejuvenating Pills require at least twenty ingredients."

"The materials for each Rejuvenating Pill are worth about nine hundred Yuandan. Twenty of them will require eighteen thousand Yuandan."

"The starting price of 40,000 Yuandan is already relatively cheap."

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Guan Ping said excitedly: "That's a lot of money!"

"The cost of 18,000 Yuan Dan in exchange for 50,000 Yuan Dan, this is simply the most cost-effective deal in the world."

"It's a good deal for you, but not necessarily for other alchemists."

Chen Changsheng muttered as he picked up a grape and put it into his mouth.

"Two pills in one furnace, this is not something that every alchemist can do."

"It is quite difficult to refine the Rejuvenating Pill. Even a fifth-grade alchemist cannot guarantee a 100% success rate, let alone a three-pattern Rejuvenating Pill."

"If we take into account the cost of losses and hiring an alchemist, the cost of these four bottles of Huanyang Pills is at least 60,000 Yuandan, and the market price is 70,000."

"However, there are very few rejuvenating pills on the market, and the quality is also uneven."

"With so many exquisite small elixirs appearing at once, the overall price can go up a bit."

"So if I'm not mistaken, the price of these four bottles of Huanyang Pills should be around 85,000 Yuandan."

After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, the price of Huanyang Dan had soared all the way to 83,000 Yuandan.

Just as the bidding sounds gradually died down, a cultivator gritted his teeth and shouted out eighty-six thousand Source Pills.

After hearing this price, the cultivator who bid 83,000 Source Pills gave up the idea of ​​bidding.

The market price of four bottles of Three-Pattern Huanyang Pill is at most more than 70,000 Yuandan. The appearance of so many at once can indeed lead to a premium.

But if it exceeds 85,000 Source Pills, it would be a waste of time and effort.

Seeing that the Huanyang Pill was sold at a price of 86,000, Guan Ping smacked her lips and said, "Sir, why do I suddenly feel that 86,000 Yuandan is not worth that much?"

"More than a year ago, I didn't even have 20,000 Yuandan on me."

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng said, "You don't feel anything about this price, that's because you have seen a wider world."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just say that the few spiritual fruits you just stole from my fruit plate are worth more than 30,000 Yuandan."

"In this environment, you naturally won't think that four bottles of Huanyang Pills are worth much."

After these words were spoken, Guan Ping subconsciously covered her sleeves, then chuckled and said.

"I didn't mean to do that. It was mainly because the fruit plate from Mr. was so fragrant that I couldn't help but take a few."

"If you want to eat, just eat. Why are you doing it so secretly?"

"You've been with me for so long, but you still can't change your petty nature."

"If others saw it, they would think I was stingy."

"Got it sir, I will definitely change it next time!"

Glancing at Guan Ping's smiling face, Chen Changsheng shook his head and looked at Shuiyue and said.

"Tell the people outside to bring five more fruit plates like this."

"I came all the way here to show my support to the Lu family, but I'm so stingy when I eat a fruit plate."

"Ok sir."

Shuiyue turned and left the room, and everyone started watching the auction below again.

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As time goes by, the level of the auction items gradually increases.

Chen Feng, who had remained silent, did not perk up until a certain auction item appeared.

"This is the most precious treasure of the Tianlian Sect, a bodhi seed produced by a ten thousand year old bodhi tree."

"There are three Bodhi seeds in this auction, and the starting price is 2.8 million Yuandan. Each bid must not be less than 50,000!"

Hearing the name of Bodhi, Chen Feng subconsciously reached for the storage ring in his hand.

After some calculation, Chen Feng was the first to call out the price.

"Two million, eight hundred and fifty thousand!"

However, although Chen Feng was the first person to bid, he was not the one who bid the highest.

"three million!"

"Three million and two million!"

The price of Bodhi seeds soared all the way, reaching 3.7 million in less than ten breaths.

Faced with such a sky-high price, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth began to twitch.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng leaned on Bai Ze's belly and said lazily: "Don't forget it, you don't have enough money on you."

"The production of Bodhi seeds has decreased in recent years, so the price has increased a lot."

"Also, a purple gold alchemist has been collecting medicinal herbs recently. Judging from the medicinal properties of the collected herbs, he should want to use the bodhi seeds to make pills."

"These three bodhi seeds, if no one bids maliciously, will cost at least 4.6 million source pills."

"You and Guan Ping probably made more than two million yuan from selling fake medicine these days, plus the supplies your family provided you this year."

"You only have a little over four million in total. Do you think this amount of money is enough?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng said with a wry smile: "Sir, do all high-level monks live like this?"

"It's not the high-ranking monks who live like this, it's the wealthy monks who live like this."

"The person sitting in the box may not have a high level of cultivation, but he must be rich."

"Without money, no matter how high your cultivation is, you can only sit down."

"The eighth-grade immortal king at the beginning of the auction is the best example."

As he spoke, Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Keep bidding. Didn't Lu Mingyu give you a quota of 10 million?"

"He had already calculated that you guys would be short of money."

"You can pay him back slowly after your cultivation level improves."

Faced with Chen Changsheng's words, Chen Feng could only smile bitterly again, and then called out a price of 4.2 million.

As the price reached four million, the number of competitors suddenly dropped by half.

But the bidding sound still did not stop.

Seeing the price getting higher and higher, Chen Feng immediately bid five million.

This time, no one bid at the auction.

However, just when Chen Feng thought that the Bodhi seeds had been taken into his pocket, a voice came from the private room opposite.

"Seven million!"

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