"Deal!" After calling out thrice and no one else made a bid, the green-robed old man directly slammed his gavel.
Indeed, no one could bid higher than Mo Wuji. At a place like this, god crystals and god spiritual veins were secondary. What was important were the various treasures, especially the five elemental primal treasures that Mo Wuji took out. They were extremely popular.
Thus, after Mo Wuji made his bid, the deal was struck.
After Mo Wuji completed the transaction, the green-robed old man took out another jade box. He raised the jade box and said, "The third treasure to be auctioned is a page of the Book of Luo …"
Mo Wuji suddenly stood up. The Book of Luo had a total of 13 pages. He had six pages and Murong Xiangyu had five. Shuyin had one page and there was one page that was lost outside.
What worried him the most was the origin of this page of the Book of Luo. If this page of the Book of Luo came from Shuyin, he might have started killing prematurely.
He soon calmed himself down. Even if he wanted to start killing, he had to confirm that this page of the Book of Luo didn't come from Shuyin. The Book of Luo on Shuyin was given to her by him. If it really came from Shuyin, he would definitely know once he got his hands on it.
There were a total of nine items in this auction. He had already bought two and there were two more that he needed. Now, he wanted to buy the third item. If this went on, he would probably incur the wrath of the public. Even if he did, he had to get this page of the Book of Luo.
"1,000 peak-grade god spiritual veins, a peak-grade flying god equipment …"
"1,000 peak-grade god spiritual veins, 500 million high-grade god crystals and a peak-grade offensive god equipment …"
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Even though there were god spiritual veins and god crystals, Mo Wuji knew that these bids weren't very competitive. In this place, the most competitive thing wasn't god crystals, god spiritual veins or god equipment. Instead, it was the primal materials and other treasures that he had previously taken out.
"Copy of the Great Art of Destruction." Mo Wuji made another bid.
Mo Wuji consecutively bid for two treasures. Many experts were already monitoring Mo Wuji's box with their spiritual will. Now that Mo Wuji made his bid, he immediately caused a huge commotion in the auction.
"This friend, there are only nine items in this auction. Could it be that you're the only one here?" An icy cold voice came from a box in the auction hall.
Even though his voice was calm, the chilling killing intent could be felt by everyone in the room.
If it was any other auction, the auction house would definitely not allow such a thing to happen. This was the Sage Dao Conference. Even if someone were to openly threaten Mo Wuji, no one in the Sage Dao Conference would say that they were in the wrong.
Mo Wuji said calmly, "I need the Book of Luo more than anyone else here. Of course, dao friend can also bid for it. As long as your bid is higher than mine, dao friend will naturally be able to obtain the Book of Luo."
"Hmph, do you think you can be arrogant here just because you have a lot of things? What does a mere copy of the Great Art of Destruction count for? "Another voice rang out. Compared to the previous one, this voice was even more impolite.
Mo Wuji was here to create trouble or establish his might. If they were to talk nicely, he might have tried to explain himself. But now that he heard these words, he didn't hold back at all, "That's right, I am arrogant. If you have the ability, then use your Great Art of Destruction to show off your arrogance."
His killing intent exploded and rushed towards Mo Wuji's box.
A law appeared in the void, and the murderous aura instantly melted away. Seemingly knowing how strong the Sage Dao Conference was, this cultivator didn't continue to attack Mo Wuji. Everyone knew that as soon as the auction ended, the war would begin.
The Sage Dao Conference didn't forbid fighting. You could fight however you wanted here. After the fight, you just had to pay double the price.
At this moment, the green-robed old man suddenly said, "This friend, if you were to use the original Great Art of Destruction to exchange for the Book of Luo, the owner of the Book of Luo would agree."
Mo Wuji said faintly, "The Great Art of Destruction doesn't need a page of the Book of Luo, but a set of the Book of Luo."
"I bid 3,000 peak-grade god spiritual veins, a Quasi-Sage Dao Fruit, and the Minor Rejuvenation Technique." Another person bid.
The moment this bid came out, Mo Wuji knew that his bid was simply not enough. Just as Mo Wuji was about to adjust his bid, the green-robed old man suddenly said, "The friend who bid for the Great Art of Destruction, if you can take out the original Great Art of Destruction or 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals, this Book of Luo will be yours."
No matter how valuable the Book of Luo was, it definitely wasn't worth the original Great Art of Destruction, nor was it worth 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals.
"Wait …" A slightly hoarse voice sounded. Following which, someone bid, "I bid the copy of the Great Art of Thunderclap and a piece of Thoughtless Gold. At the same time, I bid 1,000 peak-grade god spiritual veins and the location of the true Great Art of Thunderclap. "
The hall went silent once more. On the surface, this price didn't seem to be comparable to the previous one. However, the true value of this price was the location of the Great Art of Thunderclap.
If a lightning-type cultivator obtained the Great Art of Thunderclap, he would definitely be able to dominate the entire universe.
"If no one else bids, then …"
"Wait …" This time, it was Mo Wuji who said 'wait'. When they saw Mo Wuji say 'wait', everyone's spiritual will gathered here once more.
Mo Wuji's box was different from other boxes. Other boxes were blocked by spiritual will seals. If there wasn't any deep hatred, no one would forcefully use their spiritual will to attack such seals. Only Mo Wuji's box didn't have any spiritual will seals.
Mo Wuji's previous bids were all Origin Crystals or treasures like the Breath of Hongmeng. Therefore, everyone was looking forward to see if Mo Wuji could really take out 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals.
"Oh, could this Dao Friend really have 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals?" The auctioneer, the green-robed old man, immediately became spirited.
The Great Art of Thunderclap was a good thing. After all, this thing had its limitations. Only lightning-type experts could cultivate it. Moreover, the other party only revealed the location of the Great Art of Thunderclap. This didn't mean that one would definitely obtain it.
Mo Wuji said, "I don't have 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals …"
The green-robed old man's face sunk, "Then why do you want me to wait? The Sage Dao Conference can bid as you wish. However, the prerequisite is that you have something worthy of the bid. Otherwise, you would be challenging my Sage Dao Conference. "
Mo Wuji said sarcastically, "Are you deaf? When did I bid 12 Primal Motherfire Crystals? "
When the Tao Tie Pot was taken out, he was already prepared to snatch it. Why would he give face to this auctioneer?
"Good, good, very good …" The green-robed old man repeated the word 'good'. Although he didn't reveal any killing intent, everyone knew that after the auction ended, Mo Wuji would definitely be retained by the Sage Dao Conference.
The number of spiritual wills that were staring at Mo Wuji decreased by quite a bit. Mo Wuji was simply courting death. He even dared to offend the Sage Dao Conference. There was no place for them for such a person. Who knew where this fella got his confidence from? He was actually courting death to such an extent.
A voice suddenly transmitted into Mo Wuji's ear, "This Dao Friend, I suggest that you leave quickly. After the auction ends, there would be at least 800 people looking for trouble with you."
Mo Wuji's spiritual will landed on a black-robed cultivator. He didn't expect that there would actually be a kind-hearted person who would transmit a message to him? Could it be that he wanted him to leave early to rob others? That didn't seem right.
"I'm old, so I'm deaf. But why haven't I heard Dao Friend's bid yet?" The green-robed old man's voice was calm, but it was filled with intense killing intent.
Mo Wuji said faintly, "A Motherfire Law from the primal chaos …"
As Mo Wuji said this, his heart suddenly pounded. He did have a Motherfire Law from the primal chaos. But he still had the Scholar's Heart. What would happen if the Scholar's Heart was added with this Motherfire Law?
"What?" The moment Mo Wuji's voice came out, the entire auction house was dumbfounded.
Using a Motherfire Law from the primal chaos to exchange for a page of the Book of Luo? Was he crazy or crazy? The value of a Motherfire Law from the primal chaos was much higher than a page of the Book of Luo. They weren't even on the same level.
"You're really using a Motherfire Law from the primal chaos to exchange for a page of the Book of Luo?" The green-robed old man momentarily forgot to strike the hammer.
"It's fake." Mo Wuji did not hesitate to say, "My bid is two Primal Motherfire Crystals, one Primal Motherwater Crystal, 1,000 peak-grade god spiritual veins, a copy of the Art of Destruction, and the location of the Art of Destruction."
Mo Wuji was also glad that the other party didn't strike the hammer. If he did, he wouldn't want to fight now. The Tao Tie Pot hadn't appeared, and that Cosmos Law hadn't appeared.
"So you're just making fun of me?" The green-robed old man's face turned black.
Mo Wuji said unhurriedly, "I've already said it's fake. Moreover, you didn't strike the hammer. If you're willing to trade with me, then let's trade. If you're not going to trade, then don't waste your breath. "
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