Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio In the side hall of the Radiance Sacred Land, Chen Feng's face was gloomy as a violent aura emanated from his body. The disciples of the Radiance Sacred Land in the side hall were all pale and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Although the Radiance Sacred Land was wealthy, 7,000 drops of spiritual liquid was not a small number to Chen Feng.
Most importantly, he had only brought about 200 bottles of spiritual liquid with him this time. He had used up nearly half of them, which would cause them to miss the opportunity to obtain the Heaven Ascending Token!
And this could be considered as his fault.
"Chosen Saint …"
Behind Chen Feng, one of the more senior disciples frowned. His expression was somewhat ugly.
Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly. This time, the gains did not make up for the losses. He wanted to deliberately make things difficult for Qin Yichen, but in the end, he suffered even more losses.
He was furious!
However, this was Gu Yulou. Even he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.
"Damn brat, wait until we get out of the City of Saints. I'll make you pay double!"
Chen Feng suppressed the anger in his heart, but his eyes were still terrifyingly gloomy. Fortunately, he vaguely felt that he needed the 7,000 drops of spiritual liquid very much.
"Don't worry, Chosen Saint. The Taihao Sacred Land only has one Mu Yanfeng. I'll help you hold him back. At that time, won't that brat be at your mercy?"
A few disciples beside Chen Feng curled the corners of their mouths into a sinister smile as they spoke.
Hearing this, Chen Feng's gloomy face eased a little. He sneered and looked at the auction stage again.
At this time, the auction was gradually coming to an end.
Under the attentive gazes of countless people, the final item finally appeared on the auction stage. This time, it was not brought up by a beautiful maid, but by a white-bearded and white-haired old man.
With the appearance of the old man, the atmosphere in the auction venue suddenly froze. It was as if the air had become extremely heavy because of his appearance.
"Half-step Saint … Is he the one who spoke before?"
Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly admired the foundation of Gu Yulou.
A jade pendant that looked like a key was placed on the auction stage, attracting countless fiery gazes.
Just the thought of Supreme Saint Ling Tian's inheritance was enough to drive countless people crazy.
If it were not for the unparalleled pressure from the old man beside him, which made everyone rationally aware that fighting here was tantamount to suicide, there would be many people who could not help but fight for it.
On the auction stage, Irene respectfully bowed to the old man and slowly said, "Ling Tian's Token Token Ling."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd froze. Immediately after, the sound of people inhaling cold air resounded through the air.
10,000 drops of spiritual liquid was such a huge amount. Such a huge amount of spiritual liquid..
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Although the price was so high that countless people stopped in their tracks, there were still many great forces who were prepared to fight for it.
Moreover, the competition was even more intense than before because many great forces had been biding their time, waiting for this moment.
For a time, the voices of several great forces rose and fell from time to time in the auction venue. The soaring price made countless people envious.
In just a few minutes, the price of the Ling Tian's Token Ling had reached as high as 17,000 drops of spiritual liquid. At this moment, apart from the Xuanwu Sacred Ground and Clear Sky Sacred Ground, no one else could compete with it.
As for the Radiance Sacred Ground, because Chen Feng had used 7,000 drops of spiritual liquid to purchase the killing weapon, they had lost the right to compete for it.
In the end, the Ling Tian's Tian's Prospective Saint, Xuan Ming Ge, obtained the Ling Tian's Token Ling at the price of 19,000 drops of spiritual liquid.
The terrifying price made countless forces exclaim. Sure enough, the Xuanwu Sacred Ground had come all the way here for the Ling Tian's Token Ling.
This scene made Mu Yanfeng shake his head inwardly. At this moment, he finally understood the gap between the Taihao Sacred Ground and the other Sacred Grounds.
After all, in other Sacred Grounds like the City of Saints, the various benefits were divided equally among the Sacred Grounds. However, in the City of Saints of the three Sacred Grounds, the Taihao Sacred Ground could only compete for one-tenth of the benefits and had even lost to the other great forces several times.
In the end, the foundation of the Taihao Sacred Ground was too weak.
"Holy Son, why aren't you bidding?"
In the side hall of the Clear Sky Sacred Ground, an elder asked Lin Fengying in confusion.
Although 19,000 drops of spiritual liquid was a huge number, the Clear Sky Sacred Ground's Holy Master had made sufficient preparations this time. Although this price was unacceptable, it wasn't the bottom line of the Clear Sky Sacred Ground.
"Haha, it might not be a bad thing for the Ling Tian's Token Ling to be given to the Xuanwu Sacred Ground."
Lin Fengying smiled faintly.
The elder beside Lin Fengying looked at Lin Fengying with a puzzled expression.
"The Ling Tian's Token is the inheritance of the Ling Tian Supreme Saint. Although he's called the Ling Tian Supreme Saint, the word 'Supreme Saint' is only an honorific title for the Ling Tian Supreme Saint. He's merely broken through the shackles of the Saint Stage. How can he be called a Supreme Saint?"
"The Holy Master has inspected the Ling Tian's Token and found that the Origin Energy it can contain is below the Venerated Realm. In other words, perhaps only Emperors with the Ling Tian's Token can enter the inheritance place."
"Although our Sacred Ground is full of talents, the disciples below the Venerated Realm are somewhat ordinary. There are very few outstanding people. One Ling Tian's Token Ling is enough."
Lin Fengying smiled faintly and shook his head.
As the crowd discussed, the auction ended. In the end, the Ling Tian's Token Ling was sold to the Xuanwu Sacred Ground's Xuanming Grid for 19,000 drops of spiritual liquid.
As the bell rang, many people in the auction hall sighed and looked enviously at the Xuanming Grid who had obtained the Ling Tian's Token Ling.
While everyone was still reminiscing about the auction and Irene's every frown and smile, Qin Yichen had already stood up calmly and left with Feng Qianxue.
Chen Feng looked at their backs and a chilling glint flashed across his eyes.
"Send someone to keep an eye on that kid. I want to know his every move. Although I can't brazenly make a move in the City of Saints, as soon as they leave, I'll immediately let him know that there are some people he can't afford to offend!"
Chen Feng's cold voice sounded.
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