Looking around the auction room, Ye Wushuang looked calm at the moment and was not angry. Instead, he shouted lightly: "The starting price for this lot is one million taels of gold. When the auction ends, if the winner finds out that it is not a high-level spiritual weapon, I will
Ten times the auction price will be used as compensation!"
What?
ten times?
That’s ten million taels of gold!
As soon as these words came out, the noisy crowd suddenly came to a standstill.
According to Ye Wushuang, even if it costs one million gold to buy this useless sword, not only will there be no loss, but a huge profit will be made!
Either get a high-level spiritual weapon, or get ten times the compensation...
This business is a good deal no matter how you look at it!
Suddenly, the crowd became excited, everyone was eager to try, and began to compete for bids.
After all, this is the auction of Babao Pavilion, and it is no better than other places. If Ye Wushuang said it casually and dared not fulfill his promise afterwards, he would definitely die without a burial place!
"One million, I want it!"
"The starting bid is one million, are you really embarrassed to ask for one million? I'll pay 1.2 million! Anyway, if it's not a high-level spiritual weapon, this guy will pay me ten times the compensation. With Babao Pavilion as a guarantee, what are you afraid of?
"
A strong man sitting in the front row saw someone behind him quoting an offer. He immediately stood up and directly increased the price by 200,000 taels of gold. He had a proud look on his face, as if such a good thing belonged to him.
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly took a breath, but their eyes were full of sparkle. They all knew very well that if the rusty dagger was really a high-level spiritual weapon, let alone more than a hundred
Ten thousand taels of gold, even two million taels of gold will not be a loss.
And if the dagger wasn't a high-level spiritual weapon... the higher the price they bid, the more gold Ye Wushuang had to pay as compensation.
This kind of transaction is not a loss no matter how you calculate it!
"One million and three hundred thousand!"
"Butcher Jia, are you trying to go against me?"
The burly man glanced at the middle-aged man beside him and said with a sneer: "I'll pay 1.4 million!"
"I want to buy a spiritual weapon, but I'm so fussy about it. How long will it take to increase the price by hundreds of thousands?"
Suddenly, an old man in white robes sitting in the back stood up, raised the sign in his hand, and shouted: "I will pay 1.8 million!"
Directly increase the price by 400,000?
Everyone's eyes froze, and those who were planning to join in the fun immediately retracted their necks.
Although high-end spiritual weapons are precious, generally speaking, the price will not exceed two million taels; 1.8 million taels of gold is enough to buy a high-end spiritual weapon in the Babao Pavilion. If the price is increased, even if the price is
Not worth it either.
What's more, today's auction has launched a lot of lots. Now that it's coming to an end, they have already spent almost all their money. Even if they want to participate, they are unable to do so.
"One million and eight hundred thousand times!"
The dumbfounded auctioneer came to his senses and shouted quickly.
"Twice a million and eight hundred thousand!"
Seeing the auctioneer preparing to drop the hammer, Zhao Zheng, who was below, suddenly sneered and said in a low voice: "Hey, 1.8 million, if doubled ten times, that would be 18 million taels! I'm afraid this kid will...
If you lose, you won’t even have your underpants left!”
Until now, he still firmly believed in his judgment that the rusty dagger was definitely not a high-level spiritual weapon.
Not to mention anything else, the high-level spiritual weapon alone is rare in Cangyun Empire. It is a treasure and can only be found. Ye Wushuang is just a bumpkin who just came to the imperial capital. How could he encounter it when he came here?
"Brother Zhao, it's 19 million taels. Don't forget your one million taels!"
Wang Jiang also came up with a smile on his face at this moment, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao has made a lot of money this time!"
"That's right! How arrogant he was before, how embarrassing he will be later!"
Xu Lang also nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, both of them thought that Ye Wushuang had something wrong with his brain.
If you dare to play like this here, you are not out of your mind, what is it?
"One million eight hundred thousand for the third time!"
Seeing that no one raised the bid, the auctioneer immediately raised his hammer and prepared to announce the result.
"Two million taels!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the left box on the second floor, raising the price again!
What?
Two million taels?
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!
Two million taels of gold for a high-end spiritual weapon?
This is crazy!
Even if it is photographed, it is still a losing business.
but...
The rusty sword looks ordinary, without any appearance of a spiritual weapon at all. In all likelihood, it is not a spiritual weapon at all. And once the rusty sword is bought for two million taels, it means...
Received compensation of 20 million taels of gold!
The man upstairs is betting that the dagger is not a high-level spiritual weapon!
Everyone was suddenly stunned.
"Haha, how can such a lively event be without me?"
However, just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the right box on the second floor.
"I'll pay 2.5 million taels!"
Wow!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone couldn't sit still.
Two million taels is already a sky-high price, two and a half million taels...
Twenty-five million taels of gold!
Is it possible that these two people upstairs have to completely defeat that kid on the stage today?
"Two and a half million taels a time!"
"Two and a half million twice!"
"Two and three times two and a half million..."
At this moment, even the auctioneer was dumbfounded, and he was in a daze. He just shouted out of professional habits, and then said with a final word: "Deal!"
"Congratulations to the guest in Box 2 for taking a photo of a broken... high-end spiritual weapon!"
The auctioneer almost spilled the beans but quickly changed his mind.
"Haha, two and a half million taels? Doesn't that mean you have to compensate for 25 million taels?"
Seeing this, Zhao Zheng was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He rushed to the stage and shouted in front of everyone: "Boy, don't keep pretending to be serious here. Hurry up and call the appraiser to come up and appraise it! I want to take a look, then."
Twenty-five million taels of gold..."
"Brother Zhao, it's twenty-six million taels!"
Wang Jiang reminded in a low voice at this moment.
"Yes, twenty-six million taels!"
Zhao Zheng said passionately: "I want to see how you come up with these two sixteen million taels of gold!"
Zhao Zheng was confident that this dagger was not a high-level spiritual weapon, so he naturally determined that Ye Wushuang would pay 26 million gold in compensation!
That was a total of twenty-six million taels of gold. Not to mention him, even the entire Zhao family could not come up with this huge sum of money at once; let alone Ye Wushuang, a bumpkin who had just come to the imperial capital?
"You don't want to be appraised yet, but you want compensation? Are you too happy too early?"
Ye Wushuang looked indifferent at the moment. As he spoke, he took a step forward and came to the front of the stage. The middle finger and index finger of his right hand formed into sword fingers, and they suddenly pointed at the rusty dagger.
"break!"
There was a slight sound of surprise, and at this moment, the ordinary dagger suddenly burst out with bright rays of light.
Buzz!
The next moment, the sword body trembled wildly, and countless rusts were shaken off; the brand-new sword body was gradually revealed, shining brightly and soaring to the sky!
The spiritual weapon is actually a spiritual weapon!
In an instant, everyone in the entire auction house stood up and looked at it together.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Zhao Zheng was instantly dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
This rusty dagger is really a high-level spiritual energy; doesn’t that mean he lost?
Not only was it impossible to make Ye Wushuang kneel down and apologize, but he also had to pay two million taels of gold?
It’s over!
Zhao Zheng's face suddenly turned ashen.
"wrong!"
At this moment, Xu Lang from the audience suddenly jumped up, pointed at the dagger, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and shouted excitedly: "Haha, you lose, you lose!"
"It is true that this is a spiritual weapon, but it is by no means a high-level spiritual weapon!"