When he heard the voice, Chen Feng's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly turned gloomy.
This was a direct challenge to Chen Feng and a slap to his face!
Ever since he, Chen Feng, had become the Radiance Holy Ground's Holy Prince, everyone who saw him was respectful and fearful of him!
However, Qin Yichen was the only exception.
The entire auction hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Taihao Sacred Land has bid 401 drops of spiritual liquid. Are there any higher bids?"
On the auction stage, Irene's smile was even brighter. Although her voice was sweeter, it was obvious that she was trying to provoke Chen Feng.
"5000 …"
"Chosen Saint!"
Chen Feng wanted to continue bidding, but someone beside him reminded him, "Chosen Saint, don't let your emotions affect your decisions. We have important matters to attend to!"
5000 drops of spiritual liquid was not a small sum.
Chen Feng calmed down a little, but his anger could not be quelled.
"Holy Son, I think they're doing this on purpose. There's no one in the Taihao Sacred Ground who's talented in the Fire Attribute, so they're trying to provoke you. If you spend a lot of Spiritual Liquid on this, won't you be falling into their trap?"
Hearing him continue to say this, Chen Feng took another look at Qin Yichen's provocative face and felt that it was highly credible.
Of course, bidding for the Seven Saint Fire Ganoderma would allow him to vent his anger temporarily. However, it would definitely affect his future plans.
After all, the Radiance Sacred Lord had only given him 200 bottles of spiritual liquid. Using 50 bottles now was not a wise move.
In the end, although Qin Yichen had won the bid for the Seven Saints Fire Ganoderma with 401 drops of spiritual liquid, there was no smile on his face.
In Chen Feng's eyes, his actions were a provocation. However, Chen Feng's actions were clearly directed at him!
Qin Yichen could not take this lying down.
"I will make you pay a hundred times, no, a thousand times!"
A cold light flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes as he said to Mo Yanfeng, "Senior Brother Mo, can you leave the remaining spiritual liquid to me? I will explain to the Sacred Lord. "
"Alright!"
Mo Yanfeng knew what he was going to do, but he didn't stop him this time.
The enmity between the Taihao Holy Land and the Radiance Holy Land was already irreconcilable. Since that was the case, why should they swallow their anger?!
"Sigh, that poor guy is going to be unlucky …"
When Li Yuanba saw Qin Yichen's smirk, he couldn't help but mourn for a certain someone.
He had never seen anyone who angered Qin Yichen come to a good end.
However, after that, Qin Yichen did not bid a single time, nor did he bicker with the Radiance Holy Land. This made Mo Yanfeng unable to figure out what Qin Yichen wanted to do.
"This is a killing weapon. Although it's broken, the appraisers of my Ancient Jade Tower have determined that the user of this killing weapon is definitely a Sage level expert!"
Elin said to a long saber on the auction stage.
"The starting price is 1,500 drops of spiritual liquid!"
The long saber was placed in a transparent glass. Although it was isolated, everyone present could still feel the shocking killing intent emanating from the long saber.
The blade of the long saber was serrated and dark red in color. No one knew how much blood it had drunk, so much so that the saber was surrounded by a thick layer of blood qi.
However, this long saber did not have a handle, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon. However, through the crack on the handle, one could see that there was still a frightening blood-red inside.
This was indeed a rare killing weapon!
However, without a handle, not only could it not be used, but it would also be injured by the killing intent. That was why the starting price was so low.
"Good saber!"
Chen Feng's eyes were burning.
Wasn't this saber specially prepared for him?
It wasn't that the Radiance Holy Land didn't have any weapons, but there wasn't one suitable for him.
"2,000 drops of spiritual liquid!"
Chen Feng was the first to speak, adding 500 drops of spiritual liquid.
Originally, there were a few people who were a little tempted by this killing weapon, but after hearing his voice, they all gave up on bidding.
Chen Feng was a devil. Those who offended him would end up in a miserable state. It was not worth it for a broken killing weapon.
Looking at the quiet scene, Chen Feng revealed a satisfied smile.
He enjoyed having such a deterrent force!
"3,000 drops of spiritual liquid!"
However, a cold voice suddenly rang out, causing the pride on his face to instantly freeze.
The one who increased the price was Qin Yichen!
"3,100 drops of spiritual liquid!"
Chen Feng's voice was spat out from the gaps between his teeth. His words carried a murderous and threatening intent. The temperature of the scene seemed to have dropped a lot because of this.
"4,000 drops of spiritual liquid!"
However, Qin Yichen was unmoved. Almost without thinking, he directly added another 1,000.
"Holy Son …"
"Get out of my way!"
The person beside Chen Feng wanted to persuade him, but he was slapped to the ground by Chen Feng. He almost roared, "4,100 drops of spiritual liquid!"
Obviously, no matter what the reason was, he was determined to get this killing weapon.
"5,000 drops of spiritual liquid!"
His calm voice, devoid of any anger, rang out again the moment he finished speaking.
"5,100 drops of spiritual liquid!"
"6,000 drops of spiritual liquid …"
"Is he crazy?"
The people in the auction house were tongue-tied as they looked at the two people who were tit-for-tat.
This killing weapon was worth at most 2,000 drops of spiritual liquid. Now, the price had been crazily raised by three times!
Of course, there were also people who were happy.
That person was naturally Yi Lin.
Originally, after Chen Feng opened his mouth, she thought that the matter had come to an end. Who knew that Qin Yichen would appear?
"The Taihao Sacred Ground has already bid 6,000 drops of spiritual liquid. Is there a higher bid?"
Yi Lin's voice was still so clear and pleasant.
"Kid, are you deliberately going against me, Chen Feng?"
A murderous voice rang out from Chen Feng's mouth. Everyone could hear his anger and killing intent.
"Tsk tsk, so the Holy Son of the Radiance Sect is such a trash. He can't even afford 6,000 drops of spiritual liquid …"
However, Qin Yichen looked at him with a smile on his face, tutting and mocking him by name.
"Bastard!"
Chen Feng cursed angrily. "I bid 7,000 drops of spiritual liquid!"
"Seven thousand …"
Qin Yichen seemed to be hesitating whether to continue bidding. However, after a while, he said in annoyance, "Aiya, I don't have enough spiritual liquid. In that case, I'll have to congratulate Holy Son Chen Feng for bidding 7,000 drops of spiritual liquid for that invincible killing weapon."
Although he said that he was congratulating Chen Feng, everyone could hear the mockery in his words.
Seven thousand drops of spiritual liquid to buy a broken killing weapon. What kind of idiot would do such a thing?!
Although he had won the auction, Chen Feng's face was ashen. However, Qin Yichen's next sentence almost made him vomit blood …
"Holy Son Chen Feng, I wonder if your spiritual liquid is enough to compete for the Heaven Ascending Token?"
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