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Chapter 238 Bidding! (1)

Bang~!

With the sound of the gong, the scene suddenly became quiet, and there was no longer a fierce bidding situation like before. This is no wonder, after all, alchemist is a rare profession.

Shui Yi Zhenren seemed to have expected this to be the case, and immediately chuckled and continued to introduce: "All friends in the alchemy know that if you have a good alchemy cauldron on your hand, your elixir rate will increase by 20%.

"After the identification of the alchemy master, the refining materials used in this tripod contain a fire essence stone, which is naturally resistant to high temperatures, and it is difficult for ordinary strange fire to break it. Moreover, the alchemy formation is installed in the tripod. I won't say much about its value." Shui Yi Zhenren glanced at the audience, "The minimum price of 500 lower-grade spirit stones must not be less than fifty each time."

"The low-grade spiritual weapon is worth at most 500 spirit stones. The price of the Obsidian Cauldron is too high. No wonder no one cares about it for so long."

"That's right, with these five hundred low-grade spirit stones, it's better to buy a weapon. What's the use of this tripod?"

"Don't worry, among all the professions, the richest alchemists, and they don't care at all."

"Let's see the show, I don't believe that there are not a dozen alchemists among so many people."

...

Listening to the tide of discussion below, Ye Jian smiled faintly and was about to speak, but at this moment, a proud young voice suddenly came from the VIP room on the second floor.

"five hundred!"

Everyone looked at the voice and looked at the VIP Room No. 30 on the second floor, and someone immediately recognized who the young man in the room was.

"I saw before that Xie Tianfei from the Danhui was Room 30."

"Xie Tianfei? Is it him the one who is known as the little genius of alchemy?"

"Yes, that's right, it's him. He is young, but he already has the top level of a first-level alchemist."

"I heard that in two years, he will advance to the second-level alchemist. It seems that the alchemist will be ready to train him into a third-level alchemist."

"Is that so? That's really amazing. When the auction is over, we will go and stumble with him."

"Yes, their future seeds need to be flattered in the early stages."

...

Ye Jian listened to the discussion below, looked a little surprised, and immediately said, "Five hundred and five!"

The scene suddenly became quiet. At this time, not only the warriors on the first floor, but also the real person Shui Yizhen on the auction table, would never have thought that at this time, someone on the third floor would have made a bid.

"Who is this person? Why does it sound so young? Who can sit in the private room on the third floor? Who is not a master of the Yuan Realm? Is this person a master of the Yuan Realm?" Shui Yi Zhenren muttered in his heart.

In Room No. 30 on the second floor, Xie Tianfei, dressed in brocade silk suit, was stunned and snorted coldly. The private room on the third floor actually bid at this time. He didn't dare to increase the price with his eyes openly. He snorted coldly, obviously giving up the Obsidian Cauldron.

"Haha, this kid has finally appeared. Criminal elder, you go to the private room No. 7 first to take a look. Don't let the people from the Blood Refining Sect find him." Qing Chengzi ordered lightly in the private room No. 1.

"I understand." Immediately, the criminal elder stood up and walked towards the private room No. 7 where Ye Jian was.

"This little beast finally appeared!" In the private room No. 24, a blood light flashed deep in Elder Jiu's pupils, and he immediately sneered: "Blood Teeth, you can keep a close eye on him now."

"Yes." A thin middle-aged man responded beside Elder Jiu, then walked out of the private room and slowly headed towards the private room No. 7.

At the same time, in the VIP Room No. 6 on the second floor, Wan Fei giggled, "Ye Jian, have you finally appeared? But I have caused my sister to suffer, and I will punish you now."

As he said that, Wan Fei directly quoted: "Six hundred!"

As soon as the price was released, everyone in the field was stunned. Xie Tianfei was also in a daze and immediately quoted directly: "Six hundred and five!"

Ye Jian heard the voice of Wan Fei, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth and bid directly, "Eight hundred!"

One hundred and fifty spirit stones were added directly in one breath, and everyone in the field was slightly shocked, including auctioneer Shui Yizhen.

"Nine hundred!" Xie Tianfei suddenly stood up and said directly.

"Nine hundred and five!" Ye Jian said slowly.

"One Thousand!" Just as Ye Jian thought, as soon as Ye Jian finished speaking, Concubine Wan shouted for a price and said.

At this time, the field was quiet, Xie Tianfei paused. He had a mouthful of the lower-grade spiritual weapon-level alchemy, and the highest value was 900 low-grade spiritual stones. It was no point in chanting the price up. What's more, he already had a mouthful of the lower-grade spiritual weapon-level alchemy, so he decided to give up.

At the same time, Wan Fei, who was in the private room No. 6, became a little regretful when she shouted for a price. Now, seeing that Ye Jian had not bid for a long time, she immediately felt a little bored.

"The value of this Obsidian Cauldron should be about 2,000 low-grade spirit stones. Don't worry, you can increase the price." Ye Wentian, who was standing beside him, suddenly interrupted.

Although Ye Jian was a little confused, he still chose to believe Ye Wentian, "One thousand one hundred!"

Shui Yi Zhenren was about to finish the transaction, but Ye Jian's offer made him pause. He immediately looked at Room No. 6 on the second floor to see if Wan Fei still needed to increase the price.

At this moment, Wan Fei in Room No. 6 had a clear expression of air, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if celebrating that Ye Jian had suffered a loss. But she didn't know that the Obsidian Cauldron was priced at two thousand spirit stones by Ye Wentian.

"Will there be any higher bidding price? If not, then the Obsidian Cauldron will belong to the guests of the No. 7 Private Room on the Third Floor." Seeing that no one is bidding around, Shui Yizhen immediately made the final decision, "Obsidian Cauldron, one thousand and one hundred spirit stones, the deal will be completed!"

With the sound of the gong, the Obsidian Cauldron was auctioned off by Ye Jian. In just a moment, two warriors sent the Obsidian Cauldron to Ye Jian's private room.

Ye Jian paid eleven medium-grade spirit stones, and two warriors from the Wanjia Shang Alliance immediately went out. At the same time, Ye Wentian made a move with his right hand, and the three-foot-high Obsidian Cauldron shrank directly, turning into the size of a palm, and landed directly on the palm of his hand.

Ye Wentian looked at it carefully for a while, then threw it back to Ye Jian. The Obsidian Ding was all black. It was as lubricated as jade at the beginning, but it also contained a sense of heat.

The body of the tripod was like other alchemy tripods, carving flying dragons, animals, flowers, plants, insects, and fish. With the thought of the Ye Jian, a ball of black flames rushed directly into the Obsidian Cauldron. In just a blink of an eye, the inside of the Obsidian Cauldron turned red.

"Although this obsidian cauldron is a low-grade spiritual weapon, as long as it is used properly, it is comparable to the alchemy cauldron of medium-grade spiritual weapon and is easy to carry. If you buy 1,100 spirit stones, you will not suffer any loss at all." Ye Wentian said lightly.

"With this tripod, as long as my soul reaches the second turn, I can try to refine second-level pills." Ye Jian thought in his heart, and immediately put the Obsidian Cauldron into the space ring.

Time passed by again. Finally, after a wonderful introduction by Shui Yizhenren, everyone present finally took the treasures one by one after another after fierce bidding. Ye Jian spent thousands of spirit stones to buy three second-grade pill recipes.

The three pill recipes all have the effect of forging qi, namely the small spirit pill, the spirit gathering pill and the three-color healing pill.

"Cough cough." At the auction stand, Shinichi Shui coughed lightly again and continued: "The next auction item is an unknown blood stone."

As she said that, a handsome maid held a red sandalwood tray and walked along the exhibition passage. In her tray, a blood-red diamond stone as big as a fist was placed.

Just as the blood stone appeared, the Babu Futu, which was still in the dantian, suddenly trembled slightly, and then the Baye's voice came out directly, "Boy Ye, there is a small piece of gold stone hidden in this stone, which is helpful for me to repair it, take it down."

"I understand." Ye Jian nodded secretly in his heart, but was listening to the introduction of Shui Yi Zhenren.

"This is a blood stone, unearthed from the Warcraft Mountains. After the determination of this auction, it was discovered that the reason for the formation of this blood stone was because it absorbed the fetal breathing blood of a high-level monster."

"So this blood stone is a very precious fetal breathing blood stone. It contains a strong innate evil spirit. The warrior inhales this evil spirit into his body and digests it. Not only will his willpower be greatly improved, but if he is lucky, he can also make a huge breakthrough in sword or sword power."

As soon as these words were said, the audience was in an instant. You should know that among the warriors in the Tianwu Continent, the most are swordsmen and swordsmen, so what everyone cares about most is naturally the sword and swordsmanship.

It was obvious that Shui Yi Zhenren had grasped everyone's pulse, so the moment he shouted that he would start the auction, the fetal breathing bloodstone turned into a base price of 2,000 to 4,000.

Ye Jian frowned slightly. Whether it was for the Eighth Master's reasons or for his own considerations, Ye Jian must have taken pictures of this fetal breathing bloodstone. However, there were indeed many people bidding this time.

"This fetal breathing blood stone is not pure, it is worth at most 8,000 spirit stones." At this moment, Ye Wentian said lightly next to Ye Jian's ear.

"Eight thousand!" At that moment, after someone shouted for 6 thousand, Ye Jian directly started at 8 thousand, and the whole audience was instantly quiet, including many experts in the private room on the third floor.

When Elder Jiu heard that the person who bid was Ye Jian, he immediately became angry, "Eight thousand five!"

Although the fetal breathing bloodstone is useless to him, he just doesn't want Ye Jian to get what he wants, even if he loses hundreds of spirit stones.

"Nine Thousand!" Ye Jian pretended to be very anxious and shouted immediately.

"Nine thousand five!" Elder Jiu said slowly, and used a long line to catch big fish. His mouth gradually became sneerless.

"It's nine thousand five, and it's worth one thousand five spirit stones more than this stone. It's meaningless to increase the price. The man in the private room No. 7 understands this and shouldn't increase the price."

Everyone had guessed this way.

"Ten thousand!" However, Ye Jian increased the price by 500 again, reaching 10,000 spirit stones. Ye Wentian looked slightly picky, but he didn't care. However, Elder Jiu was so happy that he thought his plan had succeeded and pretended to be a master.
Chapter completed!
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