Chapter 388 Deliberate provocation
The four major forces in Wuhuangzhou.
The foundation of any family is astonishingly deep, and financial resources are naturally part of the foundation.
The auction time is very fast, one by one the bidding items are put on the stage, participate in the bidding, and the bidding is over.
Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and it was noon.
The prices of the items previously bid were too high and beyond the reach of ordinary people.
For example, relatively good Xuan-level magic weapons, fourth-grade elixirs, and various materials.
The person who presided over the bidding was still Wu Qingyan.
Hosting an auction is a laborious and energy-consuming task. Every time you speak at the bidding table, you need to infuse spiritual energy so that your voice can spread around.
Even Xiao Fan didn't expect that Wu Qingyan could persist for so long.
What kind of cultivation level does the other party have?
Now he can't see through it at all.
"..This kind of spirit monkey itself is not very strong, but the number of this kind of spirit monkey is very small and very rare..."
Wu Qingyan spoke slowly, and her voice spread in all directions: "Five drops of the blood of the eight gods, the bidding price starts from 200,000 spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 30,000 spirit stones."
The starting price for the blood of the eight gods is 200,000 spirit stones, which is relatively inexpensive.
There are very few people who know the blood of these eight gods, let alone those who need him.
"Two hundred thousand."
Xiao Fan spoke directly. Although he already had five drops, he was determined to get the other five drops.
Feng Zhuangshi and Shi Bin were okay and had no reaction. They knew that Xiao Fan's purpose of coming here was the blood of the eight gods.
But Yin Su didn't know, and he didn't know how rich Xiao Fan's family was.
He called out 200,000 spirit stones, but he didn't even look distressed at all.
"Three hundred thousand."
A sudden voice sounded, the head of a large family spoke.
From the look in his eyes, he was obviously very interested in the blood of the eight gods.
Xiao Fan frowned. It was his first time to participate in an auction. Although he had watched it for a long time, he still felt uncomfortable...
Originally he wanted to bid for 200,000 yuan, but someone else added 100,000 yuan as soon as he opened the bidding. If he still planned to get it, he would have to pay more than this amount.
He suddenly felt a pain in his body. The other party increased the price to 300,000 yuan. If he opened his mouth, it would cost at least 330,000 yuan...
So just when he gritted his teeth and planned to raise the price...
Another voice sounded in the field.
"Four hundred thousand..."
The bidder was an old man in gray robe, who should be a casual cultivator based on his position.
Xiao Fan: "..."
It suddenly became 400,000!
He had not had such a direct feeling when watching others bid just now. At this moment, he finally understood the mood of Yin Su and others when they were bidding.
pain...
Not having money is so painful.
And it's very torturous.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand."
Just when Xiao Fan was thinking about it, the head of the family who spoke first made another bid.
The price has soared and is now approaching half a million.
Xiao Fan's face was gloomy...
"Half a million..."
At this time, in addition to these two people, one more person participated in the bidding.
Xiao Fan started to grind his teeth angrily...
"Eight hundred thousand!!" Xiao Fan said, his voice loud and accompanied by anger.
Eight hundred thousand, nearly half of the spiritual stones on his body, were about to be lost.
It would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad.
People near the auction house were a little surprised. Xiao Fan was a disciple of the Extreme Immortal Sect, but the person bidding was not Yin Su...
Does that prove that the spiritual stones this person is bidding on are all his own?
Good guy.
So rich at such a young age?
You know, Xiao Fan is only at the fifth level of Tongtian Realm.
How rich can a monk in this realm be?
In fact, Xiao Fan is indeed very wealthy based on his current net worth.
It's just that he has been looking for the wrong comparison object, comparing his own financial resources with the four major sects and some big families!
This time, hesitation flashed across the faces of both the gray-haired old man and the head of the big family.
Over 800,000, is it worth buying five drops of the blood essence of a rare spiritual beast?
Obviously it's not worth it in their opinion.
"Nine hundred thousand."
At this time, another sudden voice came out, and the price was increased again.
Xiao Fan's face darkened instantly, and he gritted his teeth in anger...
The person who raised the price this time was a young man. He was in a large family, and his seat was near the front, next to the head of the family, which showed that he had a high status.
After adding the price, he looked at Xiao Fan with a playful look, which seemed to be a bit teasing.
Xiao Fan was so angry that his teeth itched...
"One million!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and said, very angry.
"Haha..." The young man smiled and didn't continue to increase the price. Judging from his face, he didn't see any regrets...
Seeing the other person's expression, Xiao Fan knew that the other person was just trying to make him sick.
He was sure that this was the first time he and the other party met, so why would the other party target him?
"Damn it!" Xiao Fan was furious.
The final price of the 200,000-yuan item reached one million, which was not low at all.
This time no one continued to compete with him.
"three."
"two."
"one."
The last five drops of the eight gods' blood belong to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and went to give the spirit stone and got the remaining five drops of the blood of the eight gods. After all, he was not Yin Su, so he didn't have that much dignity.
After the settlement, Xiao Fan sat back angrily.
At the same time, he looked fiercely at the person who just bid, and he remembered this grudge!
