Sky-High Price
Mo Qinglan was very satisfied with the start of the auction for the Ash Wolf corpses.
However, Mo Qinglan also knew that this was all because the five Ash Wolves were complete and possessed a monster core. Moreover, the small forces present all knew that they could only compete for these corpses.
Therefore, the price was naturally higher.
Afterwards, the auction of the Ash Wolf corpses without a monster core also confirmed Mo Qinglan's prediction.
Without the demon beast's inner core, even the corpse of the second stage legendary wolf could only be auctioned for a price of less than three million gold coins.
Only a Legend realm third stage Ash Wolf corpse could be auctioned for a high price of three million.
Qin Shaofeng was very satisfied with this result.
Regardless of whether it was the Ash Wolf with a Demonic Beast's Inner Core or the Ash Wolf without a Demonic Beast's Inner Core, the final auction price had exceeded Qin Shaofeng's expectations.
At this moment, Qin Shaofeng began to consider whether he should buy more things after the auction ended.
Because according to this situation, he was afraid that the final auction price of the Great Earth Bear would be even more shocking.
Following Mo Qinglan's tender and soft voice, the Ash Wolf corpses were gradually auctioned off.
In fact, by this time, Mo Qinglan had already restrained the seductive aura emitted from her body. Now, there was no need for her to arouse the crowd's emotions.
Under such circumstances, the Ash Wolf King's eight Legend realm seventh stage bodyguards were auctioned off for a huge sum of six to seven million each.
After the last Ash Wolf King bodyguard was auctioned off, Mo Qinglan smiled and said in a tender voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, this auction has entered the final stage. Now, we will begin the auction of the third last item, the Ash Wolf King!"
As soon as Mo Qinglan's tender voice fell, four people walked out from behind her. The four of them carried a huge stage with a huge body on it. Although it was covered by a red cloth, everyone present understood that it was the Ash Wolf King's corpse.
In an instant, the entire auction hall became silent. When Mo Qinglan lifted the red cloth, naturally, the huge Ash Wolf King's corpse was revealed. Suddenly, there was a loud gasp.
Good heavens!
This was the Ash Wolf King of Legend realm eighth stage!
Almost without giving the crowd time to react, Mo Qinglan lifted the red cloth and said in a tender voice, "Ash Wolf King of Legend realm eighth stage, starting price ten million, minimum increment of one hundred thousand each time!"
Mo Qinglan deliberately did not mention that the monster core of the Ash Wolf King had already been dug out.
In fact, everyone present already knew this, but at this moment, they seemed to have forgotten this fact. Not only were they not shocked by the high price of ten million, but they were also the first to bid.
"Eleven million!"
The Ash Wolf king's first bid, but this was only the beginning!
"Eleven million and five million!"
"God, I, I'll go all out! Thirteen million!"
"You'll go all out? Two million, I'll go! Fifteen million! "
"…"
This …
Looking at the crazy crowd, Qin Shaofeng was dumbfounded.
The value of the Ash Wolf King was not cheap. Qin Shaofeng had already mentally prepared himself for this.
But looking at the scene in front of him, he was afraid that the Ash Wolf King would give him a big surprise.
Qin Shaofeng did not know that the Ash Wolf King was, after all, of the legendary eighth stage.
The corpse of a monster of this level was already very precious, and the corpse of a king monster like the Ash Wolf King was even more precious.
In just a short while, the price of the Ash Wolf King had soared to 20 million.
At this time, even if there were still bids, at most, they would only be a few hundred thousand, or even a hundred thousand increment.
But Mo Qinglan, who was on the auction stage, was very clear that the auction of the Ash Wolf King had not really started yet.
"Thirty million!"
Suddenly, when the price of the Ash Wolf King reached twenty-three million and seven hundred thousand, an indifferent voice came from one of the ten boxes.
Hiss —!
Thirty million?
Gasps could be heard at the scene. Everyone was shocked.
Several people in the crowd who were still bidding suddenly smiled bitterly, and then sat down powerlessly.
Because they all understood that from now on, the auction of the Ash Wolf King had nothing to do with them.
Because the real big forces had made their move.
"Thirty-one million!"
After the first voice came from one of the ten boxes, the second voice came out soon after. Then, those big forces began to fight each other.
"Thirty-two million!"
"Thirty-three million!"
"Thirty-four million!"
"…"
The price was raised again and again, and each time, it increased by one million.
This made the small forces realize the gap between them and the big forces.
That's thirty million yuan ah!
One million at a time, was he trying to kill them!
"Humph, the Zi Clan bids forty million. This Ash Wolf King belongs to the Zi Clan!"
In one of the boxes, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said proudly.
Damn, forty million?
The crowd looked at the middle-aged man, and their hearts were full of admiration.
As expected of the Zi family, they were too rich!
Facing the admiring eyes of the crowd, the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan became more arrogant.
But at this time, a cold and delicate voice suddenly sounded.
"Forty-one million!"
What?
Someone dared to raise the price?
The middle-aged man of the Zi Clan was angry. He had already taken out the name of the Zi Clan, but someone still dared to raise the price. Wasn't this going against the Zi Clan?
At this time, many people at the scene thought that there was something wrong with the person who raised the price.
But when they followed the voice, they saw that it came from a closed box, and outsiders could not see the person inside.
Out of the ten private rooms, three of them were sealed off from the start.
But at this moment, the crowd knew who the person who raised the price was. Because many people could tell that the cold and delicate voice belonged to the little princess of the Lianyang Kingdom, Lian Yufeng.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the scene became cold.
Some people in the boxes who were originally hesitating completely gave up the idea of raising the price.
The middle-aged man of the Zi Clan was angry, but in the end, he thought of Lian Yufeng's identity and did not say anything more. He only shouted with an ugly expression, "Forty-two million!"
"Fifty million!"
As soon as the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan finished speaking, Lian Yufeng's cold and delicate voice sounded again.
The scene became even quieter, and the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan became even angrier.
But there was no other way. When he came this time, the Clan Head had already given him a strict order.
He could miss out on the Bear of the Earth, but he definitely could not miss out on the Ash Wolf King.
This was because the Ash Wolf King's attribute was the same as the Spiritual Root of the Zi Clan's young master, Purple Moon Night. This would be of great help to Purple Moon Night.
In this Exchange Competition, the Zi Clan had already decided to let Purple Moon Night shine and let the Zi Clan's Everlasting Purple Cloud regain its former glory.
Therefore, no matter the price, the Zi Clan had to win the Ash Wolf King.
"Fifty-five million!"
A somewhat angry voice sounded. The middle-aged man of the Zi Clan was almost gnashing his teeth.
After shouting out the price, he looked at the box where Lian Yufeng was with a gloomy face and said with a trace of anger, "Little princess, don't go too far!"
But would the little princess, Lian Yufeng, care about him?
Lian Yufeng's heart was filled with anger when she thought of the encounter at the Alchemist's residence that day.
Since she was born, when had she, Lian Yufeng, experienced such an encounter?
Going too far?
Ha!
At this moment, Lian Yufeng sneered in the box. Then, she lowered the wall in front of her and faced the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan directly. She said contemptuously, "Are you not satisfied? I'll tell you directly. If you don't have a hundred million, your Zi Clan can forget about getting the Ash Wolf King. It's worth it even if I buy it and rot it! "
After saying that, Lian Yufeng did not look at the middle-aged man and shouted directly, "A hundred million!"
Wow!
The crowd was instantly stirred up.
Domineering!
The little princess of the Lianyang Kingdom was really domineering!
However, what the crowd did not know was that when Lian Yufeng lowered the walls of her private room, the pupils of the legendary masters in the ten private rooms suddenly shrank and their hearts beat wildly.
Damn, why is this old man here too?
The person who caused such a reaction was naturally the Old State Preceptor of the Lianyang Kingdom.
At this moment, the crowd finally understood why Lian Yufeng was so daring. She did not treat money as money and kept raising the price.
With the support of an expert like the Old State Preceptor, how many people in the three big countries would dare to provoke Lian Yufeng?
At this moment, the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan also saw the Old State Preceptor. Although the Old State Preceptor looked drowsy, he did not dare to say anything to Lian Yufeng.
A month ago, he saw with his own eyes that the Old State Preceptor went to the Zi Clan. Then, the head of the Zi Clan paid a huge price to get the Old State Preceptor to leave.
Damn it!
How despicable!
The middle-aged man of the Zi Clan lowered his head slightly. A blood-red light flashed in his eyes as he roared in his heart.
The Lian Clan, Lian Yufeng, and you old fart, just you wait.
It won't be long before you regret it.
After roaring in his heart, the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan took a deep breath and said coldly, "A hundred and one million!"
After this, the crowd fell silent.
The Zi Clan admitted defeat!
When the middle-aged man called out the price, everyone understood the situation.
After a moment of silence, Lian Yufeng did not bid again.
At this moment, Mo Qinglan smiled and shouted, "No one is bidding, right? Then, congratulations to this distinguished guest for successfully winning the bid for the Ash Wolf King at a price of a hundred and one million!"
Hearing Mo Qinglan's voice, the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan's face twitched slightly. However, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the next moment, Mo Qinglan's voice rang out again, and the middle-aged man's face instantly turned ugly.
"Oh, right, I'd like to remind this distinguished guest that when the bill is settled later, please pay an extra thirty million in gold notes!"
Facing the middle-aged man's astonished face, Mo Qinglan said with a smile, "Because you just broke the rules of our Bountiful Treasures Pavilion's auction venue. This is a small warning!"
What?
Everyone was dumbfounded by Mo Qinglan's sudden words.
But when they heard Mo Qinglan say that he broke the rules of the Bountiful Treasures Pavilion's auction venue, they could not help but recall that when this man from the Zi Clan bid forty million, he used the Zi Clan's name.
This clearly showed that he used the Zi Clan's prestige to obtain the Ash Wolf King at a lower price!
Previously, the crowd did not react much, but now after Mo Qinglan's words, they finally remembered.
Damn it, this is the Bountiful Treasures Pavilion!
You're f * cking putting on airs here, you're clearly courting death!
Looking at the middle-aged man of the Zi Clan's extremely ugly expression, the crowd was somewhat gloating in their hearts.
Zi Clan?
Do you think your Zi Clan is so great?
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