It should be said that 30 million Lower Spiritual Stones was a very high price. Most of the people present could not afford it.
However, there were still martial artists who were rich.
"31 million Lower Spiritual Stones!"
The first to bid was the white-bearded elder. When he saw the Martial Soul of Taotie, his eyes widened.
"32 million!"
However, no one gave him face this time. Those who had enough Spiritual Stones to buy the Martial Soul of Taotie all started to bid.
"33 million!"
After a while, the price of the Martial Soul of Taotie had risen to 80 million Lower Spiritual Stones.
There were very few people who could afford it at this price.
There were only four or five people who were still eager to bid.
However, it was clear from their eyes that they would not give up so easily.
"I want the Martial Soul of Taotie. 100 million Lower Spiritual Stones!"
Finally, the price rose to 100 million!
The crowd looked in the direction of the bid in surprise.
It was Mang Xiao!
The Black Python Clan was indeed rich. They had taken out 100 million Lower Spiritual Stones to bid for the Martial Soul of Taotie.
When Mang Xiao made the bid, the crowd quieted down. The remaining few people looked at each other. In the end, only the white-bearded elder persisted.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Mang Xiao, I'm sorry. I must get the Martial Soul of Taotie. 100 million Lower Spiritual Stones and 1 million more!"
"White Beard, do me a favor. You will benefit from it in the future. 100 million Lower Spiritual Stones and 2 million more!"
Mang Xiao looked at the white-bearded elder with a sinister expression.
Although the white-bearded elder's cultivation was much higher than his, they were in Sin City. Even the white-bearded elder did not dare to offend him.
"Sigh."
The white-bearded old man sighed helplessly. His entire net worth was only a little more than 100 million low-grade Spirit Stones. It was not that he was afraid of Mang Xiao, but it was because he could not continue to compete. He could not afford it.
"Forget it. Since Young Master Mang Xiao has spoken, I will let you have the Martial Soul of Taotie."
"Thank you!"
Mang Xiao cupped his fists and smiled.
At this moment, victory was in sight.
"100 million Lower Spiritual Stones and 3 million more!"
Suddenly, Mo Shaoyou spoke.
The Black Python Clan was rich.
Emerald Ripple Island was even richer.
Mo Shaoyou believed that although Emerald Ripple Island would not give him such great support for the Shadow Sword, it would be different for the Martial Soul of Taotie.
He hadn't bid before because he was using a special magic treasure to discuss with his father.
Now that he had made a bid, it was clear that he had obtained permission.
"Mo Shaoyou? You gave the Shadow Sword to Ling Xiao, and now you want to compete with me for the Taotie Martial Spirit? What happened to our alliance? "
Mang Xiao was very angry, and his face was gloomy. He did not expect Mo Shaoyou to appear out of nowhere.
"Mang Xiao, are you really dumb or are you just pretending? How could the Nether Shadow Sword compare to the Taotie Martial Spirit? I won't let anyone have it! "
Mo Shaoyou snorted coldly.
They had been allies for a short period of time, but because of one thing, they had become like fire and water, and neither of them was willing to back down.
"Alright, I'd like to see how high your price is!"
Mang Xiao sneered.
This Black Wind Pavilion belonged to his family, so he wasn't afraid of a high price. After all, he could get a 20% commission, which was equivalent to a 20% discount.
However, Mo Shaoyou had to get the full price. No matter how high the price was, he would accompany him to the end.
"100 million and another 5 million!"
"100 million and another 6 million!"
"Another 7 million!"
"Another 8 million!"
Mang Xiao and Mo Shaoyou were at each other's throats, and neither of them was willing to back down. The audience below the stage was very satisfied.
This was simply a showdown between two tycoons.
"You two keep increasing the bid by a million, isn't that too insincere? I'll bid one hundred and fifty million, the Taotie Martial Spirit is mine!"
Suddenly, a mocking voice broke the seemingly urgent battle.
"Ling Xiao!"
Mo Shaoyou and Mang Xiao looked at Ling Xiao, and their eyes were almost spitting fire.
"Ling Xiao, you've already spent 80 million low-grade Spiritual Stones. I don't believe that you still have 150 million low-grade Spiritual Stones left. If you can't pay in the end, you'll suffer!"
Mang Xiao glared at Ling Xiao and said.
"Do you really think that everyone is as poor as your Black Python Clan? You can't afford this price, but I can. Don't talk nonsense. If you don't want to bid, then sit there quietly."
Ling Xiao said sarcastically.
"Who says I can't afford it? I'll bid 200 million low-grade Spiritual Stones. Do you dare to bid? "
When Mang Xiao said this, he instantly regretted it. Even the Taotie Martial Spirit was not worth 200 million.
However, it was impossible to take back what he had said. He could only hope that Ling Xiao would continue to bid.
However, Ling Xiao's face showed a victorious smile. He said with a smile, "Tsk tsk, 200 million low-grade Spiritual Stones for the Taotie Martial Spirit. I really don't dare to bid. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. The Black Python Clan is indeed rich and overbearing. Hehe."
Hearing this, Mang Xiao realized that he had been tricked.
Ling Xiao this fellow was simply deliberately driving up the prices to make him suffer a loss.
Even if the Raven Wind Pavilion belonged to his clan, this item belonged to someone else. He had to give most of the money he spent to someone else.
Hateful.
"I don't want it either."
Mo Shaoyou also chose to give up.
He could not afford 200 million low-grade Spiritual Stones.
"Ling Xiao, just you wait!"
Mang Xiao really wanted to kill Ling Xiao. At this time, his anger toward Ling Xiao had surpassed his fear toward Ling Xiao.
He could not tolerate it. He could not tolerate it any longer.
Ling Xiao was simply toying with him like an idiot. This was simply intolerable.
After the auction, it would be Ling Xiao's doomsday!
Mang Xiao took a deep breath and waited quietly.
He believed that the moment would come soon.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today's auction has officially come to an end. If you did not get what you want, you can come again tomorrow. Perhaps there will be better things waiting for you."
Yun Ya smiled and made a very charming gesture to the crowd. She announced the end of the auction and then walked down the auction stage.
The warriors who had obtained the items in this auction went backstage. When the time came for the exchange of money and goods, the transaction would be considered complete.
Ling Xiao also stood up and prepared to collect the three items he had obtained.
Suddenly, a ferocious aura rushed toward him.
Ling Xiao did not move. He just looked at the faintly discernible black python.
Mang Xiao did not make a move. He just wanted to vent his anger. It would not be too late to settle the score with Ling Xiao after he obtained the Martial Soul of Taotie.
As a warrior of the Black Python Clan, he could not awaken a Martial Soul like a human. Therefore, he could only use a special method to implant it.
The Martial Soul of Taotie was the item he had chosen.
Although he had been cheated by Ling Xiao and had spent 200 million low-grade Spiritual Stones to obtain this item, he still had to complete the transaction.
After all, the Martial Soul of Taotie was very important to him.
With the Martial Soul of Taotie, his strength would increase by leaps and bounds.
Even if his cultivation did not break through, his strength would still increase. This was the magical effect of a Martial Soul.
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