Chapter 482 The ownership of Millennium Zhi, the first-grade magic weapon Tianxin Ring
As Demon Shadow Palace Youruo shouted out a new high price, the expressions of the monks from other forces became obviously hesitant.
The price of 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones is not a small sum.
With so many spiritual stones, even if you really use them to buy the Life and Creation Pill, you can still buy a lot.
Of course, the premise is that this elixir is available for sale.
"As expected of the Demonic Shadow Palace, it is indeed rich and powerful. This thing...is given up on the first floor!"
"Alas, it seems that this thousand-year-old Zhi has no chance to be with our Tianya Pavilion."
"Four hundred thousand?! It's really a good price, huh!"
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After hesitating for a moment, some monks shook their heads and chose to give up.
It’s not that we can’t get more, but that if we really want to keep fighting, it’s hard to say whether we should fight or not. Even if we fight, the gains will outweigh the losses.
The resources that can be purchased with 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones are enough to cultivate one or two strong men at the Golden Core stage.
The effects of this thousand-year-old sesame are indeed miraculous, but every time you use it, the time it takes to recover cannot be too short.
Three hundred thousand spirit stones, in the eyes of many monks, is already the limit.
What's more, the price has now been increased to 400,000.
"Fellow Daoist Youruo from Demon Shadow Palace has offered 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Is there any other Daoist who wants to increase the price?"
On the round platform, the old man shouted loudly. As he spoke, his eyes quickly glanced over Master Tianhong, Xiao Muzi, and Zen Master Shanfa without moving his expression.
He knew very well that with so many monks present, only these three were the strongest competitors in the Shadow Palace.
However, although the three of them were interested in competing, they did not speak rashly.
The price of 400,000 yuan already has a certain premium.
"I'll pay 450,000!"
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the crowd.
The sudden sound suddenly attracted the attention of everyone present.
"What? Four hundred and fifty thousand??"
"Huh? Foundation building stage? Where does this guy... come from?"
"He can really get 450,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
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A pair of eyes full of suspicion quickly looked at the person who made the sound.
At this moment, even Hou Sihai, who was next to Su Twelve, was startled.
His eyes fell on Su Twelve, and Hou Sihai stopped talking.
This kid has so many spiritual stones?
Hou Sihai squinted his eyes, eyes flashing with disbelief.
Such a price is no longer something that ordinary monks can afford. At least they have to use the name and financial resources of a sect to achieve it.
Su Twelve sat calmly, not even frowning when facing the gaze directed at him, and acted very calmly.
On the round platform, the old man was stunned for a moment. He was obviously a little surprised. A monk in the foundation-building stage actually had such financial resources to bid for thousand-year-old sesame seeds.
But then he hurriedly shouted: "Very good, this Taoist friend behind is asking for 450,000 yuan. I wonder... are there any other Taoist friends who are willing to continue to increase the price?"
As he said that, his eyes fell on Youruo in front of him.
"Hmph, this person couldn't be the one you hired from Yemoyun City, right?" You Ruo frowned slightly, raised her eyelids, stared at the old man on the stage and said.
The old man's expression did not change, and he hurriedly said: "Fairy Youruo doesn't have to worry about this. Yemoyun City has been hosting auctions for hundreds of years, how can it do such a thing of destroying one's own sign?"
"If no one continues to bid, I will announce the results of this auction."
Youruo rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Four hundred and sixty thousand!"
Su Twelve's expression was calm and unperturbed. Without thinking, he decisively continued to bid.
"Four hundred and seventy thousand!"
"Four hundred and seventy-five thousand!" Youruo continued to increase the price. As he spoke, he suddenly turned back and stared directly at Su Twelve, as if he wanted to see through Su Twelve.
If it weren't for the formation restrictions here and the inability to use her spiritual consciousness, she would have wanted to use her spiritual consciousness to scan around and find out the reality of the person in front of her.
Su Twelve sat calmly, without moving his body, and raised the quotation to a new high in an understatement.
"Half a million!"
As soon as this quotation came out, Zen Master Shanfa and others, who were still interested in competing, squinted their eyes, shook their heads, and chose to give up.
Master Tianhong stared at Su Twelve and Su Twelve, his eyes flickering with a thoughtful gaze.
"Could it be...that it's him?"
"But...how can he have such a net worth?"
Master Tianhong had some guesses in his mind, but then his face showed doubts.
The price of half a million yuan is nothing to a force like the Huanxing Sect. There is only a small spiritual stone mine around it.
But if an individual monk wants to devote so many resources, it is not an ordinary difficulty. ??
You Ruo looked at Su Twelve and did not continue to increase the price.
This price has exceeded her expectations.
Although the Millennium Zhi is good, it is only the first of the three treasures. It is not a wise move to waste too many spiritual stones on it.
Besides, she had to be on guard, what if... someone deliberately dug a hole for her to jump into?
With such a high premium, how many people are willing to spend so much money to get this thing in their pockets.
The thoughts turned around quickly, You Ruo took a deep breath and her expression became calm.
Out of the corner of his eye, he locked eyes on Su Twelve without moving his expression. You don’t have to bid, but a treasure like Millennium Zhi cannot be given up so easily.
On the round platform, the old man was already happy.
Seeing that no one bid again, he immediately said loudly: "Very good, since no fellow Taoist bids again, then this thousand-year-old zhi will belong to the fellow Taoist in the back row."
"After the auction is over, someone will take all the fellow Taoists who have bought the treasures to the back for trading."
As he said that, the old man put away the Millennium Zhizhi, waved his hand, and a light yellow ring the size of a palm appeared in his hand.
"This thing is called Tianxin Ring.
It is a first-class magic weapon."
"This Heavenly Heart Ring is made from the unicorn of a third-level top-grade monster called the Mirage in the Endless Sea."
"This ring is an offensive and defensive magic weapon for spiritual consciousness. Once activated, it can resist spiritual attacks, and can also launch spiritual attacks to attack the opponent."
"The starting price of this item is the same as the Millennium Zhi, which is one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than five thousand spiritual stones. Various cultivation resources will be accepted and exchanged at equal value."
The old man smiled and talked happily.
As soon as these words came out, there were waves of exclamations from the crowd.
Unlike the magic weapon embryo, there is still a probability of failure in molding the weapon embryo.
And this... is a real magic weapon.
Not only is the magic weapon extremely powerful, its power also increases exponentially with every level it goes up.
Even in Muyun Prefecture, magic weapons are rare items. The offensive and defensive magic weapons targeting spiritual consciousness are even rarer and extremely rare in the world.
For a moment, all eyes fell on the ring in the old man's hand.
The pale yellow ring glows faintly in the sun and looks ordinary.
If it hadn't been for the old man's explanation, it would have been hard to believe that this was a real magic weapon.
In just a moment, voices sounded one after another, and a new round of bidding began fiercely.
Millennium Zhi is a life-saving elixir, and this Heavenly Heart Ring is a treasure that can directly enhance a monk's strength.
Listening to the voice coming from his ears, Su Twelve did not move at all.
The Millennium Zhi has been auctioned, and now we are waiting for the auction to end and make the final transaction.
He paid no attention or thought to the Heavenly Heart Ring.
Just a thousand-year-old Zhi has already made him feel a lot of malicious eyes. If he bids again, he will definitely become the target of public criticism.
"Boy, how many spiritual stones do you have in your hand?"
His eyes fell on the heavenly heart ring. Hou Sihai rolled his eyes, leaned close to Su Twelve's ear, and asked in a low voice.