Haotian glanced at Yang Ling, then nodded to Yi Feng and finally bid, "One hundred sixth level pills."
Hearing this, Yi Feng smiled and shook his head. A Spirit Artifact and a hundred Tier 6 Medicinal Pills could not be exchanged anywhere. Yi Feng looked at Haotian and sighed, thinking that Haotian wasn't decisive enough. If he bid, it would definitely be one hundred seventh level pills.
"One hundred and fifty."
"One hundred and eighty."
"Two hundred."
The temptation of a spirit tool was too great. The cultivators who came were constantly increasing the price. This made the beautiful hostess smile even more sweetly.
"Fifty seventh level pills." Su Yin, who was opposite Yi Feng, finally made a move. This made the originally noisy room suddenly quiet down. Everyone had tried the other party's wealth before. Especially now, throwing out fifty Tier 7 medicinal pills in one go was enough to make many people shrink back in fear.
"Six …" Haotian glanced at the Starlight Sword on the stage and was about to bid, but he was interrupted by a voice. The heavy price shocked everyone. They all looked at Yi Feng's box. They didn't expect that there would be someone who dared to go against Su Yin's box.
"One hundred seventh level pills."
Haotian's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect Yi Feng to be so decisive. This was even more ruthless than throwing away a thousand gold coins.
Yi Feng glanced at Haotian and smiled. He thought that if he wanted to anger Su Yin, that kind of increase would be useless.
Sure enough, after a moment of silence, the other party increased the price, "One hundred and fifty."
Yi Feng could hear the provocation in the other party's tone. This kind of provocation made Yi Feng smile and shout to the stage, "Three hundred."
"Boom …"
Everyone's heart shook as they looked at the two boxes. They could also see that the owners of these two boxes weren't on good terms. They were acting in a fit of pique. One star spirit tool was worth as much as you wanted, but three hundred seventh level pills wasn't worth it.
Haotian couldn't help but clench his fists after hearing Yi Feng's bid. This was proof of his nervousness.
Even Yang Ling didn't expect this country bumpkin to be so bold. She stared at Yi Feng with a strange glint in her eyes. However, she immediately snorted, thinking that he wouldn't feel bad spending something that wasn't his.
Su Yin snorted at the same time as Yang Ling. Su Yin clearly thought that Haotian was blatantly provoking him. He had just suffered a loss at the entrance, and now he was being provoked again. How could he accept this?
"Five eighth level pills."
"Boom …"
That one sentence made the surroundings quiet down. Every room that looked solemn and gloomy was filled with passion. Level 8 medicinal pills were rarely seen in the world. Generally, doctors who wanted to refine this kind of pill had to reach the ninth rank before they could refine it. There were very few eighth level doctors like Yi Feng who could refine eighth level pills. Aside from the fact that Yi Feng possessed the Devouring Pearl, another reason was that Yi Feng's perception from the Evil Emperor's inheritance was too terrifying. This was why there was such an anomaly.
Normally, ninth level doctors would be able to refine ninth level pills. Ninth level doctors were extremely rare, and they were considered the top existences in the Physician's Day. Therefore, although eighth level pills were only one level higher than seventh level pills, the value of the two was indescribable.
Five eighth level pills were far more valuable than three hundred seventh level pills.
Hao Tian was stunned when he saw the other party bid five level eight pills. He was about to raise the price again when Yi Feng stopped him and said to Hao Tian, "Don't take the risk. If you raise the price again, Su Yin might not follow."
Hearing Yi Feng's words, Hao Tian was slightly taken aback. Then he nodded, stood up, and shouted towards the room opposite, "Su Yin, since you insist, I'll give him to you."
When Su Yin heard the arrogant tone, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He did not expect Haotian to give up just like that. In his mind, Haotian would definitely raise the price to win a smile from the beauty. After all, he had raised the price so fiercely just now. However, he didn't expect the other party to stop halfway. He was prepared to stop if the other party raised the price again.
"Damn it!" Su Yin cursed angrily. He felt a burst of anger in his heart that had nowhere to vent. Looking at the woman on the stage sending the Starlight Sword to his box, he snorted and his eyes flashed with a dark light.
Yang Ling was clearly very happy about messing with Su Yin even though it was a one star spirit artefact. Although she was able to refine a spiritual weapon, she didn't care too much about it.
"I didn't expect you to be so evil." Yang Ling said to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng shrugged, "Actually, people like to call me a kind young gentleman."
"Bah!" Yang Ling turned away after hearing Yi Feng's shameless words. She thought, 'Only a blind person would judge you like that.'
"Hehe!" Yi Feng shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze back to the stage. A jade box appeared on the stage. Green viscous liquid flowed within the jade box. Yi Feng's eyes widened as he looked at the viscous liquid with a hint of passion in his eyes.
At the same time, many warriors were also staring at the viscous liquid, their eyes burning with passion. It was obvious that many people were here for the Wood Marrow Liquid.
Haotian patted Yi Feng's shoulder and said, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid there will be a lot of people competing with you this time."
Yi Feng shook his head and looked at Su Yin's seat, "I'm not afraid of others, but I'm afraid they'll oppose me because I helped you earlier. I reaped what I sowed by coming up with that idea for you. "
Haotian was startled and smiled, "If Brother Feng is lacking, I can lend you some."
Yi Feng smiled and didn't say anything. The beautiful woman below the stage began, "As everyone can see, this is a treasure unique to Mucheng. As for its effects, I won't explain. Every ten years, Mucheng will take out one for auction. There's no base price, everyone can bid as you wish. "
Following the beautiful woman's words, a martial artist shouted, "50 Tier 6 medicinal pills."
"Two hundred."
"Three hundred."
"One hundred tier seven pills."
"One hundred and fifty."
"Two hundred."
"Three hundred."
"…"
The price continued to climb, enough to show the popularity of the Wood Marrow Liquid.
"Five tier eight pills."
Yi Feng shouted. As soon as Yi Feng's voice fell, the noisy crowd quieted down as everyone stared at Yi Feng's box. They didn't expect him to be able to bid for a tier eight pill.
"An earth class martial technique."
Someone gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Ten Tier Eight Medicinal Pills." Yi Feng casually continued to shout.
Everyone stared at Yi Feng, including Yang Ling. The Wood Marrow Liquid was precious but it wasn't worth ten tier eight pills. Yang Ling frowned and reminded, "Feng Yi, Su Yin can't afford ten tier eight pills. Don't even think about playing with him."
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