Ye Feng was not interested, but there were many people who wanted to take it into their pockets. After waves of urgent bids, the spiritual weapon was finally bought by a barbarian warrior for 60 million.
"Below, is the second auction item, a top-level martial arts skill..."
Ren Tianxing's expression was as usual, and there wasn't much expression on his face, but from his eyes, it could be seen that he was quite satisfied with the bidding craze.
The biggest revenue of the Bloody Land every year comes from this auction house.
Now that the Inscription Masters Conference is here to help, it is more likely that the proceeds from this auction will increase significantly.
Sometimes, when you meet a warrior who is in urgent need of something, something that might normally be worth only a million spirit stones can be sold for tens of millions. Especially some rare items, which basically cost hundreds of millions or even billions.
The overt and covert struggles between the major forces are often vividly reflected at auctions.
Only half an hour had passed, and most of the thousands of warriors of all races on the scene had already entered a state of madness. Many of them had red eyes and wanted to take home their favorite things.
During this period, there were many scantily clad maids walking back and forth among the crowd, irritating many people and shouting out high prices that they were unwilling to pay.
"The gambler's mentality is fully utilized in this bloody auction. The method... is really a bit unusual..."
Ye Feng felt slightly amused by the continuous bidding sounds that flooded into his ears.
In this situation, the spirit stone seems to have turned into a number. The huge amounts reported casually numbed many people's nerves.
However, there was a lot of excitement down there, but what appeared in front were just some ordinary things. Really good things were often put up for auction at the end, and Gong Ziyuan, Gu Zhangqing and others showed no movement.
As for the strong men in the stands at the top, their eyes were half-closed, indifferent to the commotion below.
Soon, the atmosphere was pushed to a new climax.
A bright smile gradually appeared on Ren Tianxing's face. After an auction item sold for a satisfactory price, he pressed his hands to the audience in a rather mysterious manner.
"Everyone, many inscription master friends should be interested in what follows."
He deliberately raised his voice, and as the mechanism on the auction table turned, a faint smoke filled the air, and a vermilion fruit floated in the air.
"The Ten Thousand Years Goblin Fruit is an excellent material, whether used for elixirs or inscriptions. As we all know, it is an indispensable material for refining some powerful inscriptions..."
The rich aroma emanated from the vermilion fruit, which was refreshing. Many participants subconsciously looked in several directions of the hall, where Gongzi Yuan and others were located.
Ye Feng, who was sitting on the fifth-floor seat, suddenly leaned forward, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
Goblin fruit is a material of "Turtle Breath". The older it is, the stronger the improvement of the inscription. A goblin fruit that is ten thousand years old can increase the effect of the inscription by an additional 20%.
The price of a goblin fruit that is one hundred thousand years old is about one million to tens of millions of spirit stones, but if it is ten thousand years old, it is an extremely exaggerated figure.
"Junior brother, this thing is the hardest to find, especially if it is more than thousands of years old. If the price is not high, you must get it."
There was a trace of excitement on Yuan Ningzhen's face. In the past few days, the entire Sweeping Sect disciples have been working hard. Other materials are relatively easy to find, but there is no news about this thing.
"What does it mean that the price is not high? I must get it. This thing is very important to me. No matter how high the price is, I must get it."
Ye Feng nodded, his expression suddenly changed, and he glanced in the direction of Gu Zhangqing and Gongziyuan.
When the goblin fruit appeared, both of them looked slightly sideways.
"Are they also interested in this thing?"
With some doubts, Ye Feng quickly turned his attention to the center of the auction table. It seemed that there was going to be a fight this time.
"The auction is starting now. The ten thousand year goblin fruit has a starting price of 16 million."
Feeling the rising atmosphere, Ren Tianxing promptly began to announce loudly.
"Seventeen million!"
What Ye Feng didn't expect was that the first person to jump out to bid was not a human inscription master like Gongzi Yuan or Gu Zhangqing, but... his enemy Chi Diyan.
"Eighteen million..."
Immediately after, Gu Zhangqing waved lightly, and Gu Shirong beside her immediately spoke.
"Twenty million..."
Gongzi Yuan, who was on the tenth floor, stretched out a slender finger and spit out three words.
Gu Zhangqing obviously knew Gongzi Yuan. After seeing this, he smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Gongzi Yuan, and he said in person: "Twenty-three million!"
"Twenty-five million..."
…
Due to the fierce competition between the two, the price rose rapidly and exceeded the 50 million mark in an instant.
Ren Tianxing, who was on the auction stage, had his right hand stopped in mid-air, his eyes flashing with shrewd light, and he had no time to make a bid. The two of them were going back and forth, arguing fiercely.
The hall, which was a bit noisy at first, gradually fell into silence as the prices climbed higher, and eventually, the surroundings fell into dead silence.
In addition to the sound of quotations between the two, the whole auction hall could hear the needle drop, and occasionally there would be a burst of discussion and gasps.
"It's too scary. This is the handiwork of the inscription master..."
"One piece of material costs 60 to 70 million spiritual stones. The spiritual stones are just like Chinese cabbage."
"What do you know... The Ten Thousand Years Goblin Fruit is so rare that it can increase the effect of the inscription by an additional 20%. If the inscription is successful, it will be enough to earn back the capital and profits."
"Eighty-five million..."
The quotations of the two people slowed down from fast to 85 million, and when it reached 85 million, Gu Xianqing frowned slightly, with some hesitation in his eyes.
Gongziyuan did not continue to follow the price, but fell into a brief state of thinking.
"Damn it, these two are so cruel, they actually raised the price so high?"
Wang Yuwei cursed in a low voice, with a worried look on his face.
"Junior brother, are we... still not taking action?" Yuan Ningzhen, who was still calm, asked Ye Feng in a low voice.
"Don't be anxious, it's not the last moment yet...but..." The expression on Ye Feng's face didn't change much. He suddenly glanced at Chi Diyan, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.
Goblin fruit doesn't have a huge boosting effect on the barbarians, so why does this guy want to interfere?
"There will be a lot of bidders in the auction. If you raise the price, you can get the commission paid by the auction. Maybe this guy is one of them. If that is the case, he should still bid...even if he is unfortunately auctioned off by him.
, the most I can do is return it when the time comes.”
"But in that case, it will cause the item to fail to be auctioned, and it will also bring some losses to the auction house."
Bai Wuchang said rather disdainfully.
This time it's a bit tricky.
Ye Feng shook his head slightly.
The bloody land is indeed dark enough, and the spiritual stone income brought about by this must be an astronomical figure.
"Hahaha, I advise you two not to argue. If I want this thing, I will pay... 88 million spiritual stones."
Just when Ye Feng was still in Panheng, Chi Diyan's arrogant laughter like a savage beast spread throughout the hall, and he opened his mouth to increase the size of three million, and he would never give up until he took the goblin fruit into his bag.
momentum.
This style also made Gu Chanqing's face darken, and he saw through his purpose.
After shaking his head and pondering for a while, Gu Zhangqing leaned back on his chair, while Gongzi Yuan half-closed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about whether to continue bidding.