The middle-aged Great Wuzong did not refute, but thought for a moment and said:
"Well, I can help you put this ancient beast bone into this auction. Take a look? But because this bone is only a small part, its value has greatly shrunk, so I can only estimate it at 17oo Vulcan Pill
!”
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's whole body was violently violent, as if he had been hit hard by a big mallet from the void. Yang Ji was already prepared that the value of the giant beast's bones was not high, but he did not expect that the value of these giant beast bones was actually so high!
“Unexpected!”
The great Asura was speechless at this time. "Things are rare are valuable." This law of the human world is difficult for the demons in the underworld to understand.
He originally strongly opposed Yang Ji's approach. But at this time, he had to admit that Yang Ji's approach was right. If Yang Ji took out all seven of those giant beast bones that were as jagged as the sky.
Then I’m afraid it’s not the price!
"what do you think?"
The middle-aged Great Wuzong looked at Yang Ji and asked.
"Okay. Just do as you say."
Yang Ji thought for a moment, then smiled and handed over a piece of the giant beast bone in his hand.
"Master, do you have anything else to auction?"
The middle-aged Great Wuzong looked at Yang Ji and said again, his eyes were interesting, completely different from before. Obviously, Yang Ji's giant beast skull had attracted his attention, which greatly improved his evaluation of Yang Ji.
Yang Ji was silent, thinking for a moment, then suddenly smiled, stretched out his right hand from his sleeve, spread his fingers, and suddenly there was a wedge-shaped gemstone as blazing as fire in the palm of his hand.
"What do you think of this?"
Yang Ji held the "fire stone" in his palm and smiled slightly.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji could see clearly in the light of the dark blue crystal. The moment the middle-aged Great Wuzong saw the "fire stone", his eyelids twitched wildly.
"You actually have such a thing?!"
The middle-aged Grand Wuzong looked moved, and at the same time stretched out a hand, "Can you let me have a look?"
Taking the "fire stone" from Yang Ji's hand, the middle-aged Dawu Zong said nothing, and his blood energy transformed into a dark red flame pouring into the fire stone.
call!
The next moment, the flames were blazing, rising several feet high. The temperature in the room also rose sharply, as if they were suddenly in a magma furnace.
The surrounding dark blue crystals also show signs of melting!
The middle-aged Emperor Wuzong was caught off guard. Even a small wisp of his beard under his chin was burned.
"Flint, really flint!"
The middle-aged Great Wuzong was deeply moved by this. He didn't mind that his beard was burned and asked urgently, "Master Yang, do you still have something like this on your body?"
Yang Ji didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head.
The middle-aged Great Wuzong was startled, then laughed, stared at Yang Ji, and said with deep meaning:
"Master Yang is indeed unique. Everything about him is unique."
His eyes were obviously unbelieving.
"Good things are naturally unique. Don't you think so, sir?"
Yang Ji smiled and said.
"That's true!"
The middle-aged Great Wuzong nodded, holding the flint in his hand with five fingers:
"But Mr. Yang, it's hard to estimate the value of this thing!"
Yang Ji tilted his head slightly, showing a look of attentive listening.
"As everyone knows, flint is something from the ancient alchemy world. In ancient times, it was not really a special thing. It is only in modern times that things become rare because they are rare."
The middle-aged Great Wuzong said calmly.
"Ancient giant beasts were everywhere in ancient times. It's difficult to find one that isn't one. What do you think, sir?"
Yang Ji didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile.
"Haha, Master, of course it makes sense to say that. Many things are like this. Because they are rare, they become expensive, even far beyond their due value."
The middle-aged Great Wuzong sat down in his chair again as he spoke, glancing at the flint in his hand:
"The same goes for this flint. In terms of value alone, it is definitely not comparable to the ancient giant beasts, nor to the blood essence and blood of the ferocious beasts. It is not even comparable to the cheapest evil spirit statue currently being auctioned.
"
"But what do you say about this kind of thing?"
The middle-aged Da Wuzong hesitated:
"For warriors who are dedicated to martial arts, it is definitely of no use at all. But for those who practice alchemy and weapon refining, or for aristocratic families and noble forces, this is a supreme treasure! No matter how high the value is,
It’s indescribable, none of what I just said can compare to him.”
"So, Master, you understand my difficulty, right?"
"Um."
Yang Ji nodded, this is actually "a priceless treasure for useful people, but penniless for useless people."
"However, I can still give you a try."
The middle-aged Dawu Zongdao:
"It's just that the value of this thing is really hard to estimate."
"Since flint is only useful to useful people, then price it according to the useful purpose."
Yang Ji said calmly.
"What do you think, Master?"
The middle-aged Great Wuzong turned to look at Yang Ji and said curiously.
"2000 Fire God Pills, just follow this price!"
Yang Ji said calmly.
"Buzz!"
Even though the middle-aged Da Wuzong was prepared, he was still shocked by the number reported by Yang Ji.
"Things are rare and valuable, didn't the steward just say that?"
Yang Ji smiled calmly and said:
"For those who are not interested, it is meaningless how much you bid. But for those who are useful, although the value of 2000 Fire God Pills is high, the value they get from it should be far greater than 2000 Fire God Pills.
Dan’s. After all, this is not a consumable thing.”
"Moreover, the higher the target, the more rare it is. It will also be more beneficial to Void Pavilion. What do you think, Master Steward?"
Yang Ji glanced at the middle-aged Great Wuzong and said.
"Hahaha, I have to be convinced by you."
The middle-aged Emperor Wuzong was startled and then laughed:
"However, I want to remind you first. I can agree to your price, but in the manner of the seller's price. In addition, it is impossible for Void Pavilion to do loss-making transactions. Once no one buys, you also need to support the auction fees. Your target
The higher the price, the higher the auction fee."
"clear."
Yang Ji was noncommittal. If he couldn't sell it, the most he could do was deduct it from the giant beast's skull. Anyway, he had plenty of it. But if he sold it, then he would really make a profit.
Yang Ji himself is a practitioner of alchemy, and he knows very well that things like flint are absolutely priceless treasures for real alchemy and weapon refiners, and it is no exaggeration at all.
In terms of its inheritance significance, it is not inferior to bronze instruments at all.
The only problem is that "things are rare but valuable". Flint can be sold at a high price because it is small. With so many flints in my mustard vase, it seems difficult to sell them.
To be continued...