Ling Xiao had three goals — the Shadow Sword, the Demonspawn Swords, and the Imperial Jade Seal.
Unless there was an item that he was particularly interested in, he would definitely not bid.
Finally, when the sixteenth item was auctioned, the Demonspawn Swords appeared on the stage.
Many people were very interested in this divine artifact.
Its starting price had reached an astonishing 10 million low-grade spirit stones.
Although the Demonspawn Swords were relatively niche, it was still a divine artifact, so there were many bidders.
As Yun Ya announced the start of the auction, the price instantly reached twenty-three million low-grade spirit stones, which was beyond the range of many cultivators.
Twenty-three million low-grade spirit stones, except for wealthy families, perhaps only alchemists could afford such a high price.
It could be seen how rare divine artifacts were in the Heavenly Dragon Continent and Divine Phoenix Continent.
"Twenty-five million!"
A voice as cold as a sword came from the private room next to Ling Xiao's.
Mo Shaoyou had the support of the entire Green Wave Island, so twenty-five million low-grade spirit stones should be insignificant to him.
Although they couldn't see the person in the box from the outside, many people felt that the ice-cold murderous aura was incomparably familiar.
It was like a treasured sword covered in blood on the battlefield, about to reap lives. The cultivators with lower cultivations turned pale and trembled uncontrollably.
"Deadly Sword Mo Shaoyou!"
Everyone guessed this person's identity.
Perhaps only Mo Shaoyou dared to release his sword intent in such an unbridled manner in the Black Wind House.
Because he was the young master of Green Wave Island, he didn't even have to give face to the Black Python Clan.
Not only did he have a background, but his own strength was also outstanding. Under the Grotto Heaven Realm, not many people were willing to be his enemy.
Therefore, after Mo Shaoyou opened his mouth, basically everyone in the auction gave up bidding.
It really wasn't worth offending Mo Shaoyou for a set of divine artifacts.
Even those with higher cultivations than Mo Shaoyou didn't want to be unlucky.
Mo Shaoyou nodded in satisfaction, preparing to enjoy the joy of a winner.
Suddenly, he heard an indifferent voice coming from next door.
"Twenty-six million low-grade spirit stones!"
"Friend, no matter who you are, give me, Mo Shaoyou, some face. In the future, let's talk nicely when we meet. Twenty-seven million low-grade spirit stones, and the item is mine."
Mo Shaoyou even revealed his identity as a warning to the person in the private room next door. He hoped that the other party would understand who he was competing with.
"Sorry, I don't know any Mo Shaoyou. The item belongs to whoever has more money. Twenty-eight million!"
Ling Xiao had many low-grade spirit stones.
Especially after destroying the True Devil Empire, he found a large number of spirit stones in the treasury of the True Devil Empire.
Though most of them were used to build the country, he still took some. After all, he was going to the City of Sin to participate in the auction and he needed spiritual stones.
"I give you face, but you don't!"
Mo Shaoyou's expression.
"Brother, it's those three people from the Black street Street!"
The girl beside Mo Shaoyou recognized Ling Xiao's voice.
"It's him?"
Mo Shaoyou was stunned. Cold Plum's face suddenly appeared in his mind. He was still a bit afraid of Cold Plum.
Although the Devil Mother-Child Sword was precious, it wasn't something he needed. As for the gift for his sister, he could choose something else.
As long as he could get the Shadow Sword, it was fine.
The big picture was more important!
Thinking up to this point, Mo Shaoyou chuckled, "28 million isn't worth it. If you like it, I'll give it to you. However, I hope you won't fight for the Shadow Sword. Otherwise, I, Mo Shaoyou, won't be polite anymore."
It was both a concession and a threat.
As expected, Mo Shaoyou gave up bidding.
Ling Xiao successfully obtained the Devil Mother-Child Sword.
Although the price was a bit high, he didn't feel like he was losing out at all as a gift for Cold Plum.
After the Devil Mother-Child Sword was auctioned, the seventeenth item was the Shadow Sword, which was even more valuable than the Devil Mother-Child Sword.
Mo Shaoyou had bid for this sword from the beginning. The starting price was ten million, but he only bid eleven million!
Because he wanted to buy this sword at a low price.
Many people who originally wanted to bid shrank back, feeling helpless in their hearts.
But this time, Mo Shaoyou's plan was wrong again.
"Twelve million low-grade spirit stones!"
The bidder was also in the room next to Mo Shaoyou's, but it was on his right, not Ling Xiao on his left.
"Hmph, do you really think I, Mo Shaoyou, am easy to bully? How dare any Tom, Dick, or Harry compete with me? "
The ferocious killing intent and raging sword intent rushed to the VIP box on the right.
He didn't believe it. If he couldn't afford to offend the person in the room on the left, could it be that he couldn't afford to offend the person in the room on the right?
"Mo Shaoyou, you bastard. What did my bidding do to you? If you want the Shadow Sword, then bid more. Don't be unreasonable!"
A powerful battle intent also erupted from the room on the right. The image of a giant python was faintly discernible, blocking Mo Shaoyou's sword intent.
"It's the Black Python Clan's Young Master Mang Xiao?"
"That's right, it's the Young Master Mang Xiao!"
Although the crowd didn't dare to participate in the auction, they felt relieved watching this scene.
Mo Shaoyou used his power to threaten them and didn't let them participate in the auction. Now that they met a competitor, they were very happy to watch the show.
If there was a young man in the City of Sin who dared to go against Mo Shaoyou, it must be Mang Xiao from the Black Python Clan.
Mang Xiao's cultivation was higher than Mo Shaoyou's.
They were evenly matched in terms of strength.
After all, the title of Deadly Sword Mo Shaoyou was not given for nothing. Challenging people of a higher cultivation level was a common occurrence.
"Fine, you said I don't have money. Then I'll bid twenty million low-grade spirit stones!"
Mo Shaoyou snorted. He knew the identity of the other party and knew that they were not to be trifled with. He didn't dare to use force and directly raised the bid to twenty million.
"Twenty-one million!"
Mang Xiao bid while resisting Mo Shaoyou's sword intent.
In the eyes of the crowd, today's auction wasn't about whoever bid the highest. It was more like a competition of strength.
"Thirty million!"
Mo Shaoyou once again increased the bid by nine million low-grade spirit stones.
At the same time, the terrifying sword intent almost pierced through the entire room.
The people outside could clearly see that the room was constantly shaking.
"As expected of the Deadly Sword Mo Shaoyou. It seems like he's determined to get the Shadow Sword today. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bid such a high price. It's a few million low-grade spirit stones more than the Devil Spawn Sword."
"It's not just that. He's not backing down at all. I'm afraid he's risking the enmity of Young Master Mang Xiao."
"This is called being determined to get it. I don't think anyone can stop him."
Mang Xiao didn't bid because he had to fight against Mo Shaoyou with all his strength.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud boom resounded in the air.
The three VIP rooms were overturned, and the people in the rooms were exposed.
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