The bidding for this storage ring has reached fever pitch.
The price has also been soaring, and in an instant it has exceeded five million mid-grade spiritual stones. This amount is not a small sum for anyone.
Zixingdao was also very interested in this storage ring, but the price was a bit too high, beyond what he could accept.
So he decisively gave up.
And this time he has got what he wants. If there are other treasures, he can take them. If not, just watch the excitement.
Soon the waiter brought over the top-quality spiritual treasure he had photographed. Zixingdao played with it for a while, suddenly frowned, and then called the waiter, "Why does this spiritual treasure have a smell?"
The waiter was a little confused and shook his head, "Lord City Lord, we don't know this either. If you have any questions, you can ask our stewards!"
"Okay, let's go down." Zixing Dao did not pursue the matter. After all, the taste is just a small problem. The important thing is that this spiritual treasure can be attacked and defended, and the top-quality spiritual treasure is very rare!
The 700,000 spirit stones he spent were worth it.
But then again, that damn girl Xun'er went somewhere else, and she hasn't come back yet!
Thinking of that dead girl in his family, Zixing Dao sighed. In fact, with his daughter's talent, it is not impossible to enter a top sect. It's a pity that the girl is playful and doesn't bother to enter the sect.
A good talent is wasted like this.
But the matter has come to this, and he has nothing to do with the girl. Now he just wants to find a good family for the girl to marry, so that she can become sensible as soon as possible, and he can save some worries.
Having said that, I don’t know how Pang Tong is progressing, whether he has found the brat who bullied his daughter...
"Sneeze, sneeze!" Mu Qianjiu sneezed twice loudly in succession, making her little nose sore. "Who is thinking about me all the time?"
Mu Qianjiu thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason.
"Boss, the price has slowed down!" Mr. Shu has been staring at the storage ring. After the price reached six million mid-grade spiritual stones, the price slowed down significantly.
At this moment, the sects that were asking for bids were increasing their bids by ten thousand or ten thousand.
"Does this have to be added to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?" Mu Qianjiu waited for a while, but couldn't wait any longer, so she directly raised the price to seven million spirit stones.
"The VIP in room three has offered seven million medium-grade spiritual stones!" Fugui was obviously a little excited. He was indeed the God of Wealth, and he was very wealthy!
If you don't take action, you will be the king of attack!
The estimated price of this storage ring was only five million spiritual stones, but now it has reached seven million, which is far more than the estimated price. This wave of profit!
Of course, if this storage ring can yield good things, then the other party will definitely not lose money, and maybe it can create a win-win situation!
This is also a common occurrence at their auction houses!
"Seven million?" Mr. Shu tilted his little head, "Boss, do we have so many spiritual stones?"
"We should have it. If it's not enough, the auction price of those spiritual treasures will be almost the same." Mu Qianjiu disagreed. Anyway, she was just disposing of unnecessary sundries.
Even if she lost money this time, she didn't feel bad. Anyway, the spiritual stones in her hand were enough to squander for a long time.
"Seven million once...three times, deal!" Fugui immediately arranged for a waiter to deliver the storage ring to the VIP room where Mu Qianjiu was.
Next, one by one, the finale treasures came on stage, all of which were auctioned at high prices. Fugui's eyes had turned into slits with laughter, "Everyone, this next treasure is our last treasure today!"
Soon the magic weapon was pushed up.
"Magic Soldier!"
"What a strong spiritual pressure!"
The strong men present could not sit still when they saw the magic soldiers on the stage!
Demonic weapons are not only used by evil cultivators and demons. Monks can also use demonic weapons, but the user must be firm and will not be affected by the demonic weapons!
Those who are weak-minded use magic weapons. If their minds are swallowed up by the magic soldiers, the consequences will be very serious!!
"Everyone, this magic weapon is no ordinary magic weapon!" Fugui's big fat hand suddenly grabbed the magic weapon, and the magic lines lit up.
"Inheritance!"
"It is indeed an inheritance, but an inheritance left by a strong person at the peak of Hedao!"
Fugui smiled with a smile on his face, and then let go of the magic weapon, "Yes, all the guests must also know how valuable the inherited magic weapon is, so the starting bidding price for this magic weapon is 10 million medium-grade spiritual stones, and the bid cannot be lower every time.
At one million!"
The strong men present all took a breath of air.
However, the people present are all knowledgeable people. After the shock, all that is left is fanaticism. Those knowledgeable people know that this kind of inheritance is extremely precious. As long as you get it, your future achievements will be at least the pinnacle of Hedao!
Zixingdao also stared at the magic weapon on the stage, "It turns out to be a heritage magic weapon!"
Not only Zixingdao, but also the third prince Qingqi was also very interested.
"This prince wants this magic weapon!" Qingqi raised the corner of his mouth. If he could win this inherited magic weapon, even if he didn't get the black stone this time, his trip would be considered worthwhile!
At this moment, Mu Qianjiu's face was filled with confusion, "Inherited Demon Soldier??"
She thought it was just an ordinary magic weapon, but she thought it was a bit ugly and she couldn't use it, so she decided to take action. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a treasure.
She forgot who took this magic weapon from.
Maybe the other party didn't realize how valuable this magic weapon was. Otherwise, if this kind of inheritance had been accepted long ago, how could it be preserved until now??!
"I'll pay 13 million!"
"Fellow Taoists, please show me your kindness. Jiugongshan wants this magic weapon for 15 million!"
"You want to buy the inherited magic weapon for fifteen million? I'm afraid you want to eat shit, sixteen million!"
Everyone is red-eyed. The inherited magic weapon has a fatal attraction even for those top sects. As long as someone accepts the inheritance, it means they have the hope of breaking through to the immortal realm!
Tens of millions of spiritual stones can cultivate a strong person in the immortal realm. Isn't this simply a blood profit?!
"Twenty million!"
The smile on Fugui's face grew stronger, and his small eyes looked in the direction of the VIP room, "The Lord of the City bids 20 million mid-grade spiritual stones!"
"Twenty-one million!"
"Twenty-two million!"
Zixingdao looked down coldly, "Thirty million!"
All the sects present took a breath of air-conditioning. Thirty million middle-grade spiritual stones were enough to empty out a second-class sect’s family fortune!
Mu Qianjiu's eyes widened, how could a heritage magic weapon be sold for such a sky-high price!?
You know, 30 million middle-grade spiritual stones are already equivalent to 3 billion low-grade spiritual stones!
Thinking that in his previous life, he threw all those inherited magic weapons into the furnace as materials, he immediately felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
No wonder every time Master saw him refining weapons, he would show a look of pain on his face.
She hadn't taken it to heart at the time, but looking back now, she was simply possessed by a fool. Even the word "prodigal" couldn't describe her!
"Boss, are you okay?" Lord Shu saw Mu Qianjiu's face getting increasingly ugly and thought she was reluctant to get rid of the magic weapon.