"How … how can I accept this?"
The red-haired youth actually took it seriously when others shouted that. He felt that Du Feng must have gone to the consignment office to exchange for money. He spoke carelessly and caused the other party to sell all his belongings to pay for him. In a hurry, he got up and ran to the consignment office.
"Hahaha …"
Chang Tianjie and Shang Zhongyan could not hold it in any longer and burst into laughter in the front row. Of course, they were not laughing at Du Feng's lack of money, but at those blind bidders. They dared to say that their master had no money. Why didn't they take a piss and look at themselves? Just the few pieces of profound ice that Du Feng gave to Chang Tianjie were worth a lot of money. And the stack of crystal cards that he asked Shang Zhongyan to keep on his behalf could smash several people to death if taken out.
"Hahaha, Old Demon Shang, you also find it interesting."
Seeing Shang Zhongyan laughing so happily, a demonic cultivator thought that he was laughing at Du Feng and even exchanged a few words with him.
"Yes, it is interesting. What a bunch of fools."
Shang Zhongyan's words were, of course, a joke to the jeering bidders. But when others heard it, they thought that he was saying that Du Feng and the red-haired youth were fools. Just like that, everyone welcomed the second auction item amidst joyous laughter. The second sword was much more ordinary. It was just a scimitar. The special feature of this scimitar was that there was a hook at the tip of the blade, like an eagle's beak. In addition to slashing, it could also hook other people's weapons. It could be considered a multi-purpose blade.
If this item was in the South Continent, it would probably not be able to enter the auction house. But in the North Continent, because there were fewer forging weapons, it was still considered a good item. In addition, it was not expensive. Soon, it was bought for 750 black crystals. Compared to a so-called Roc feather, a scimitar was of course more practical.
"May I know what you would like to consign?"
When Du Feng walked into the consignment office, the first thing he saw was a girl in a yellow dress. What surprised him was that this girl was actually a pure human, without a trace of demonic bloodline. What did this mean? Could it be that the organizer had already seen that he was a human martial artist, or was it just a coincidence?
He hesitated for a moment before he went forward and took out the Fire Lingzhi that he had prepared earlier. These few stalks of Fire Lingzhi grew rather well under the support of the necklace's Small World. As soon as he took it out, flames shot out in all directions as if it had been set on fire.
"Please wait a moment, I can't make this decision."
When the group of girls saw the Fire Lingzhi that Du Feng took out, they were so frightened that they fled in a panic, causing him to stand awkwardly on the spot. 'What's going on? Shouldn't I take the initiative to greet something good? Why did I turn around and run? Do I look like a bad person?'
"Uh …" Just as Du Feng was feeling awkward, a red-haired old man walked out from inside.
"Young man, this way please."
It turned out that the consignment office was divided into the outer room and the inner room. Most items were handled by the group of girls in the outer room. However, if they had valuable items, they would have to enter the inner room to trade with the red-haired old man. The old man had a head of bright red hair, a hooked nose, and blue eyes. People would definitely believe it if they said he was the grandfather of the red-haired youth from the floating island.
Speaking of which, when Du Feng entered the inner room, the red-haired youth happened to be at the consignment office. He pushed the door open and saw the group of girls standing there quietly.
Eh, that's strange. Didn't that big brother come in just now? He was here to look for Du Feng, but when he entered the consignment office, he realized that there was no one there.
"Hello, may I know what you would like to consign for sale?"
Seeing a newcomer come in, the group of girls asked politely. This question made the red-haired youth feel awkward. He was here to recruit people and wasn't prepared to sell anything. However, he couldn't barge into the consignment office without finding the person. He had to sell something.
"Can … can this be sold?"
The red-haired youth pondered for a moment. He couldn't sell his weapon. Otherwise, he would be beaten to death by his mother. He couldn't sell the jade pendant either. Otherwise, he would be beaten to death by his parents. Therefore, he took out a fruit and asked the group of girls shyly.
"Red Berry Fruit. This can't be auctioned, but we can purchase it. 60 Black Crystals for one. How many do you have?"
The group of girls was more professional and didn't look down on the red-haired youth's worthless items. 60 Black Crystals for one was equivalent to 6,000 Purple Crystals for one. The price was considered not bad.
"Is that so? That's great. I have 10 here."
He didn't embarrass himself. The red-haired youth was really afraid that his items were worthless. His red berries were plucked from a valley on the floating island. It wasn't considered rare over there, but it was still somewhat valuable outside. If he knew it was so expensive, he would have plucked more.
The 10 red berries were sold for 600 Black Crystals. The red-haired youth happily left the consignment office and returned to the auction hall. At this moment, the third item was already on stage. However, Du Feng still hadn't returned. At this moment, he was in the inner room of the consignment office chatting with the red-haired elder.
"I wonder where did you get your Fire Lingzhi from?"
The red-haired elder was very interested in the source of the Fire Lingzhi. According to what he knew, the only place that could produce the Fire Lingzhi was the Red Desert in the extreme south. There was a meteorite forest in the Red Desert, and the chances of producing the Fire Lingzhi were the highest. The extreme south was very far from the Northern Continent's Sea Cutter City. It was rumored that the Fire Lingzhi in the Red Desert had been plundered by the Nangong Family. Where did this young man in front of him get so many Fire Lingzhi?
"My friend gave it to me. I sold the leftovers."
Actually, as an underground auction house, they shouldn't be asking their customers such questions. Du Feng didn't have to answer either. However, he still answered the red-haired elder's question in a casual manner. He felt that his friend had given him a huge pile of them and casually took out the remaining ones to sell.
"I wonder if your friend still has any stock? We will buy them in bulk."
The red-haired elder's eyes lit up when he heard this. What kind of joke was this? How could someone be so generous to give away something like the Fire Lingzhi so casually?
"If I have the chance to meet him again, I will help you ask."
Du Feng didn't even blink when he lied. The mother plant of the Fire Lingzhi was planted in his pocket dimension in his necklace and was constantly producing smaller Fire Lingzhi. Yet, he said that he wanted to ask his friend. It was as though his friend really existed.
What did it mean if they had the chance to meet? Since they were friends, why couldn't they meet at any time? Du Feng's reply had confused the red-haired elder.
"I wonder if your friend …"
The red-haired elder thought that Du Feng was a simple-minded young man and simply continued asking.
"Actually, I am not really an acquaintance. There was once when I went to play in a volcano and met an old man. He said that he was some Fire Spirit Ancestor and insisted on making friends with me!"
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