Volume 1 Chapter 748 Soul Returning Pill
On the third floor, in room 4, the Jia Clan youth pushed an exhausted maid to the side. He sneered and pressed the button on the mechanism beside him, shouting out the price of 10,000 Medium Grade Immortal Jades.
He was a lightning-attributed cultivator. The first time he saw the Thunder God Stone, he was determined to obtain it.
Originally, he had planned to wait for the people below the stage to finish bidding, and then he would bid another price to get the Thunder God Stone.
However, he did not expect that the group of people below the stage would increase the price by 10,000 yuan. This really made him upset. Thus, he directly used a crushing price to shock these people. It seemed that they still dared to increase the price. Moreover, 10,000 middle-grade immortal jades was just a drizzle to him.
The corner of Jia Fengliang's lips curled into a cold smile. He believed that once his price was announced, no one would dare to bid again.
Sure enough, the people below who were about to continue raising the price heard the 10,000 mid-grade immortal jades and immediately put away their hands in disappointment.
Ten thousand mid-grade immortal jades to buy a forging material that might never be refined was truly not worth it in their eyes, and they all gave up the idea of bidding again.
"Ten thousand Medial Grade Immortal Jades. The guests in Box 4 bid ten thousand Medial Grade Immortal Jades. Is there anyone else who will continue to raise the price?" Yan Sha said with a smile.
The Thunder God Stone's ability to sell 10,000 Medium Grade Immortal Jades had already exceeded her original expectations. It had originally thought that this Thunder God Stone would be sold for 500,000 Low Grade Immortal Jades. Now, 10,000 Medium Grade Immortal Jades had completely exceeded his expectations by twice.
"Since no one is going to increase the price, then I will announce this Thunder God" Yan Sha said.
"Twenty thousand mid-grade immortal jades."
However, at this moment, a voice that exceeded everyone's expectations suddenly sounded.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. They all looked in the direction where the voice came from. The formation on the second floor at Box 28 lit up.
"Is this guy crazy? 20,000 mid-grade immortal jades to buy a useless stone."
"That's right. The most important thing is that he actually dares to bid with the Diamond VIP area on the third floor. Box 4 must be a powerful force. For a broken stone, offending such a force is probably not worth it."
Everyone below the stage began to discuss.
Yan Sha was also slightly stunned. He did not expect that someone would actually bid.
She knew very well who was in Box Four. It was a usually wealthy master, but she had no impression of who the owner of Box 28 was.
Inside Box 3, Xiao Lan also revealed a trace of surprise on her face. However, she soon revealed a trace of sneer.
She naturally knew who the person in Box 28 was. She had personally sent out the VIP card for Box 28. She had originally planned to stop paying attention to this fellow, but she didn't expect that this fellow would attract her attention so quickly.
"Elder Feng, do you think this guy is intentionally attracting our attention or is he really ignorant enough to compete with Jia Fengliang?" Xiao Lan sneered at the white-haired old man beside her.
"I think he probably wants to attract Miss's attention through this method. He wants to get close to Miss's big tree." The white-haired old man said with a trace of mockery in his tone.
"Hmph, I've seen this kind of guy a lot. No wonder Lady Shui Xian deliberately avoided him. However, his behavior is in line with mine. Let him compete with Jia Fengliang." Xiao Lan sneered.
Qin Yun did not expect that his bid would cause such a big setback. In his opinion, this Thunder God Stone was worth 20,000 Medial Grade Immortal Jades. It could even be said that he had picked up a great bargain.
Inside booth four, Jia Fengliang, who already felt that he was confident in winning, was about to continue playing with the maids beside him when he suddenly heard the sudden offer. An angry expression appeared in his eyes. He directly shook off the maids beside him and pressed the offer button. He roared angrily, "100,000 Medial Grade Immortal Jades."
"A hundred thousand mid-grade immortal jades?" Everyone below the stage instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
This was already a hundredfold of the starting price, and it was far beyond their acceptable range.
Yan Sha's face was also filled with astonishment. She never thought that this Thunder God Stone could sell for 100,000 Medium Grade Immortal Jades.
However, when he thought of the tone of Jia Fengliang's offer just now, he understood that Jia Fengliang was clearly enraged by the offer from the person in booth 28. That was why he shouted out such a high price in one breath.
"Box 28 guests, Box 4 guests offer 100,000 medium-grade immortal jades. Do you want to increase the price?" Yan Sha smiled charmingly and asked in the direction of Box 28.
Qin Yun sat in the private room, his brows furrowed. He did not expect that his offer would provoke the other party.
If he increased the price again, the other party would definitely think that he was provoking him and raising the price again. This was something Qin Yun did not want to see.
He only had 10,000 top-grade immortal jades on him, and he still had to keep the Soul Returning Pill. He didn't want to get angry with this fellow on this Thunder God Stone.
"I give up!" Qin Yun pressed the button and said.
A hint of disappointment flashed through Yan Sha's eyes. What they liked most in the auction house was the two auctioneers fighting each other, and it was still their auction house that was taking advantage of the fishermen.
"Alright, then I declare that this Thunder God Stone belongs to Box 4." Yan Sha directly rang the bell.
Everyone below the stage heaved a sigh of relief. If the price continued to increase, they would probably not be able to bear it.
Jia Fengliang's lips curled into a mocking smile when he heard the sound of the bell in room four.
"Hmph, even if you fight with me, you don't need to see what weight you have." Jia Fengliang snorted coldly.
Inside Box 3, Xiao Lan revealed a mocking smile.
In her opinion, Qin Yun only increased the price once, which made her more convinced of her conjecture. It was to attract her attention, which made her even more disdainful of Qin Yun.
Following that, the auction continued. The second item was a high-grade immortal sword. It was a high-grade immortal sword with a cold attribute. It was sold for 4,000 medium-grade immortal jades by a guest in the private room on the second floor.
The third item was a high-grade immortal herb, which was auctioned off by Old Ghost Murong from Box 6 on the third floor at the starting price of 100,000 medium-grade immortal jades.
Old Ghost Murong was treacherous and ruthless. He immediately revealed his identity, scaring those people so much that they didn't dare to raise the price again. In the end, they all gave up on raising the price.
The fourth and fifth items didn't attract Qin Yun at all. Qin Yun had also been watching the show from the side.
Until the sixth item came out, Qin Yun's spirits instantly became excited, because these six items were the Soul Returning Pills that he had been looking for.
"The low-grade immortal pill we are auctioning is a third-grade immortal pill. This pill is made by Mr. Murong, the owner of Box 6. This pill is the Soul Returning Pill." Yan Sha's oriole-like voice sounded in everyone's ears again.
Qin Yun also stared at the auction platform in the middle of the auction house.
Yan Sha waved her hand and a jade bottle appeared in her hand. She gently opened the jade bottle and an intense pill fragrance pounced over. An immortal pill emitting a three-colored profound light appeared in front of everyone.
"It really is a Soul Returning Pill." Qin Yun's eyes suddenly erupted with an unprecedented light. He secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely do anything to take down this pill.
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