"Medium Immortal Sect Disciple, the starting price is one billion." The auctioneer was a middle-aged man. He spoke slowly after thirty people had stood up.
People from other chambers of commerce put a basket at the feet of these people, waiting to put their quotes.
The Immortal Sect Master and the elders were absolutely furious when they saw their beloved looking like this, but when they heard the price, their hearts instantly went cold.
One billion per person?
Almost five people from each of their sects were arrested, so that’s five billion?
There is no such method for robbery? Is this a house raid?
You must know that although the foundation of the Immortal Sect can be considered profound, it is incomparable to the vast empire and the holy land that has gone through several civilizations. The income of their Immortal City is not much left after supporting the disciples' practice.
They always spare no effort in cultivating disciples, so the Immortal Sect has a lot of resources, including medicine fields and magic weapons, but there are very few spiritual stones.
Of course, it’s impossible for them to have hundreds of years of wealth and not be able to afford this money, but if they do, they may have to live in poverty for many years.
As soon as the price came out, even Feng Xiyu, not to mention others, was shocked. She looked at Mu Qianyu and said: "I said Mu Mu, you are trying to make people angry. They are not that rich and want to spend this money."
I still hate you for the rest of my life."
"So?" Mu Qianyu asked.
"Don't blame me for not advising you. Public anger is hard to offend. Although you are strong enough and your backers are large, there are countless top experts in this immortal sect. If you really make some small moves against the emperor, you will only suffer a loss." Feng
Xiyu continued.
Mu Qianyu looked at her with a bit of surprise: "Young lady knows a lot."
"Everyone can see this, okay? Anyone who doesn't warn you has a ghost in his heart, waiting for you to suffer misfortune." Feng Xiyu said with determination.
Mu Qianyu raised his chin in the direction of Luo Wuxian: "If he doesn't, is there something wrong in his heart?"
"That's definitely not the case. Mr. Luo is a fairy-like figure. If he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, he definitely doesn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts." Feng Xiyu explained without even a moment's hesitation.
Mu Qianyu chuckled, this girl's mind was spinning very fast.
As the two of them were talking, suddenly several middle-level immortals stood up and said in the direction of Mu Qianyu: "Emperor, as a human being, you must always leave room for others. Those who capture us will demand huge amounts of money. This move is really real."
Unacceptable.”
Mu Qianyu raised his hand to break the barrier and said: "Senior, I have given full authority over the auction to the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce, and I have also promised not to participate in the details of this matter."
This puts all the responsibility on the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce, but everyone present knows that this is just an excuse to silence everyone, and there is no way she is not involved.
So people's anger was still on her, but she pushed away the responsibility and didn't know how to respond.
"Don't worry, I know you may find this price a bit difficult to accept. It doesn't matter. We have provided you with follow-up loan services." The middle-aged auction man said with a smile again.
Everyone looked confused, what kind of loan service?
They have never heard of such a word, so naturally they cannot understand it.
Holy Lord Tianyuan, Holy Lord Wuji and others looked wary, always feeling that Mu Qianyu had dug some kind of trap in front of them. They had been trapped several times and now they didn't believe it at all.
"That's right, the loan is to take the person away first. As for the money, you can pay it back slowly. If you don't have the money to repay the favor later, you can also pay off the debt. If the emperor doesn't need the favor, the money will be fine." The middle-aged man continued.
He said it in a completely persuasive tone.
When everyone heard that people could be taken away and the money might not need to be paid back, they immediately became interested.
After all, the price just now was really amazing. Once there is room for relaxation, it will be exciting enough.
"Please explain it more clearly." A fairy sect leader said.
Other onlookers also listened curiously, because they had never heard of such a novel statement.
"To put it bluntly, you can write down IOUs. The upper limit of each sect's loan is the value of three people, which is three billion for you."
"You can pay these 300 million back gradually in the future, or turn them into three favors, as long as Shang Jun needs you to do some small things."
People looked at each other in confusion when they heard this. What does it mean? Do you want them to do something for Mu Qianyu?
"Of course, this is only limited to things that you can do without sacrificing your vitality, and this loan is not mandatory to repay. If the emperor does not need you to do anything, and does not need you to pay back the money, it can be written off in one go."
The middle-aged man explained word for word, his attitude was very kind, and his plump face was very approachable.
However, no matter how well it was disguised, everyone present could tell that this so-called loan was a huge trap, a means for Mu Qianyu to control the sects.
One billion is a favor. If you borrow this loan, you will be asked by Mu Qianyu to do something. If you don't do it, you will have to pay back the money.
What is this if it's not being controlled?
And the most deceptive thing is that it is not mandatory to pay back the money. It means that if Mu Qianyu wants money, they must fulfill the contract and pay back the money.
This forced them to have good relations with Mu Qianyu and the Great Shang Emperor, otherwise the Great Shang would have subsequent means to manipulate them.
This is really deceiving.
And even if they choose this loan, there is still only an upper limit of 3 billion, which means there are still 2 billion spiritual stones to be issued, which is just painful to think about.
It’s strange that they would agree to such a strange condition.
"You can bid now. If the immortal sects choose to give up, these disciples won't have to worry about taking action." The middle-aged man smiled warmly with a needle in his hair.
It wasn't that he was being alarmist, because such talented disciples were really rare, so there were also many other people competing for the Immortal Sect present.
Most of these immortal sects did not participate in the competition for the strange fire, or were lower-level immortal sects. The most lacking of the lower-level immortal sects was immortal seedlings. Looking at the disciples on the stage, they couldn't help but feel jealous.
They definitely can't come up with 5 billion, but they can still afford it if they scrape together 1 billion to buy one, and it also gives them hope for the future.
If these immortal sects do not accept their disciples, they will definitely be divided up by other immortal sects who are eyeing them.
There are even many businessmen who are not short of money, but are short of talents to be their daughters-in-law or sons-in-law, and now they are ready to make a move.
They dare not raise the price to fight for the middle-ranked immortal sects, after all, they are afraid of subsequent retaliation, but if these immortal sects give up, they will have no pressure to compete.
So in the final analysis, even if these middle-level immortal sects are very unwilling to suffer this loss, they will eventually have to suffer.
Either get money or get a loan.
After Feng Xiyu heard this, he looked at Mu Qianyu and said, "I have you, Mu Mu. If they choose a loan, they won't dare to go against you."