"Don't worry, although I can't tell its origin, I am sure it must be a treasure. As for its function, I will have to study it after I get it."

Ye Xian looked at the fragment of the weapon in the distance with deep eyes.

This was the first time she encountered something that could pull the silver ball within her consciousness.

Yes, the moment this fragment appeared, the silver ball in Ye Xian's consciousness trembled violently several times, which immediately caught her attention.

However, after a brief tremor, the silver ball immediately returned to normal. The interval was very short. If Ye Xian hadn't been devoting his mental energy to pay attention to the movement of the silver ball, he might not have discovered the key.

When she determined that the change in the silver ball was caused by the fragment, she immediately decided to buy the fragment.

The price of two thousand gold coins is not high for her, and if she can really find out the origin of the silver ball, it will be worth thousands more.

Ye Xian was originally worried that someone would compete with her, but fortunately things went smoothly.

After Ye Xian took pictures of the fragments, he took pictures of several auction items one after another, most of which were potions to replenish energy and treat trauma.

These potions are more effective and more expensive than the same type of potions commonly available on the market, so they are put up for auction.

Ye Xian is not short of money now, so naturally he doesn't care about the price.

Scarlett didn't bid during the whole process. According to her, none of the items currently being auctioned were of interest to her.

"This is our seventy-eighth auction item. A low-grade Xuan-level attack martial skill: Netherworld Thorn. It is a close-range attack martial skill. When paired with a weapon, it can kill people invisible. It is a martial skill with extremely high attack power."

"Xuan level low-grade martial arts!"

Ye Xian's eyes lit up and his body couldn't help but lean forward.

Finally she got what she wanted.

This martial skill called Netherworld Thorn sounds like a good match for her boning knife.

If she can master this martial art, her combat effectiveness should be improved.

Thinking of this, Ye Xian subconsciously licked his lips, his eyes burning.

"The starting price is one hundred thousand gold coins..."

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

Before Qin Feng could finish his words, someone could not wait to raise their number plate with a fanatical expression.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

"I'll pay 150,000!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

In just a few seconds, the auction price of Netherworld Thorns rose rapidly.

Ye Xian looked from above and could only see the number plates held high in every corner of the hall.

The intensity of the Nether Thorn far exceeded Ye Xian's expectations.

At this moment, she suddenly realized why a powerful family can be passed down for a long time. Advanced exercises and martial arts are the foundation of their foundation.

"Three hundred thousand gold coins!"

The majestic voice resounded through the hall, and many people put down their number plates in despair.

The high price of 300,000 yuan is beyond their affordability.

After a while, someone hesitantly called out the price, "Three hundred and one thousand gold coins."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

The man who bid 310,000 forced a bitter smile and put down his hand helplessly.

"The VIP in compartment seven bid 350,000 for the first time, 350,000 for the second time..."

Ye Xian said calmly: "Three hundred and sixty thousand."

Qin Feng suddenly looked up to the second floor, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said calmly: "The guest in cubicle No. 6 bid 360,000."

Andrew, who was in private room No. 5, immediately put down the number plate he was about to raise after hearing the quote from next door.

"Chief, why did you give up?"

In the private room, an elder of the Howard family asked in surprise.

When Andrew heard Frank's offer just now, he looked eager to give it a try. Why did he change his mind so quickly? Did he not intend to fight with the Selwyn family?

"This is what Ye Xian wants, and I won't fight with her."

As a powerful family in Philadelphia, the Howard family naturally has its own inherited martial arts and martial arts. Andrew really doesn't care much about Netherworld Thorn, a low-grade Mystical martial skill.

He originally wanted to raise a price just because he didn't like the Selwyn family and wanted to cause trouble for them. Now that Ye Xian has spoken, he can't make trouble anymore, otherwise he will be cheating his own people.

Only then did the Howard family realize that the person in the private room next door was Ye Xian, and their expressions changed for a while.

They originally thought that Ye Xian was just lucky enough to save Scarlett, so she was treated as a guest of honor by Andrew. Now it seems that her own strength cannot be underestimated.

"Four hundred thousand."

"Four hundred and one thousand."

Almost as soon as the previous quote fell, the second quote sounded.

In compartment No. 7, Frank frowned, "What's the origin of compartment No. 6? I didn't know there was such a number one person in Philadelphia."

Frank was certain that he had never heard this sound before.

Where did this person suddenly appear from?

The value of ordinary Xuan-level low-grade martial arts skills is between 250,000 and 300,000 gold coins.

The reason why Frank was willing to pay 400,000 yuan was because the exercises practiced by his youngest son Vincent were more consistent with the Netherworld Thorns, so he planned to take a photo of the Netherworld Thorns and give them to Vincent as an entrance gift. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yao suddenly appeared on the way.

gold.

Frank turned his head and glanced at Vincent, who had an expectant look in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and continued to quote: "Four hundred and fifty thousand gold coins!"

"Four hundred and sixty thousand."

An unhurried voice came from next door, and Frank's eyes suddenly darkened.

He could hear the casualness and ease in the other party's tone, without any sense of urgency in bidding.

Frank even had a feeling that no matter what price he raised, the other party would continue to raise the price.

Her financial resources are difficult to estimate.

Frank hesitated for a moment, and finally said to Vincent apologetically: "Vinson, I will prepare a new entrance gift for you. Just give up the Nether Thorn."

"Father." Vincent felt the pity looks from others, bit his lower lip reluctantly, and looked at Frank pleadingly.

He really wanted the Netherworld Thorn.

Since that day's martial arts test, his life has undergone some subtle changes.

In the past, when seeing him, his peers would always envy him, and their attitude towards him remained unchanged, but when talking about him, another name would always be mentioned in his mouth, and his words would be quite regretful.

This made Vincent feel unspeakably uncomfortable, and he felt depressed.

This time at the auction, he finally met a martial artist he liked, but he had to give it up to someone else again. Vincent finally couldn't hold back the grievances accumulated in his heart.

"Father, I really want it, can you..."

"That's enough!" Frank interrupted Vincent coldly, "Vinson, please be more sensible. We are participating in the auction this time for the finale treasure. We cannot waste money on this. You must understand your father and take the family as your responsibility.

Heavy."

Vincent clenched his fists and lowered his head silently under Frank's implicitly accusing gaze, "Yes, father."

"Well, I will find another book of martial arts for you when I get back."

Seeing Vincent's compromise, Frank nodded with satisfaction and did not forget to comfort him.

"yes."
Chapter completed!