Accompanied by three loud and clear sounds of bells ringing, a white beam of light suddenly lit up on the round platform in the middle. A round pillar of several feet in size slowly rose up. A man and a woman were standing on top of it.
The man had good facial features and a scholarly aura. He was about 30 years old. The woman had beautiful facial features and a graceful figure. She wore a white palace dress. Both of them were in the middle stage of Yuanying.
The middle-aged man glanced at the people below the stage and said with a smile, "Welcome to this auction. This auction will be hosted by my wife and me. The highest bidder will win. If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can sell your treasures in exchange for spirit stones. Of course, if you don't agree with our price, you can also auction it on the spot. We won't let you suffer a loss. After the auction, it will be free time for you to exchange your treasures.
Now, let's begin. "The woman in white turned her hand, and a palm-sized transparent jade box appeared in her hand. There seemed to be a pile of golden powder inside.
"Golden Powder. If this thing is mixed into a magic weapon such as a sword, it can increase its power by a lot. The starting price of a box of Golden Powder is sixty thousand spirit stones. Each increment must be at least five thousand spirit stones." The woman in white said word by word in a pleasant voice.
"Seventy thousand."
"Eighty thousand spirit stones."
"The Old Man bids ninety thousand."
As soon as the woman in white finished speaking, several people immediately bid. However, because it was the first item to be auctioned, there weren't many people bidding. In the end, the box of Golden Powder was bought by a tall man in a blue shirt at a price of one hundred and thirty thousand spirit stones.
"The next item is also a refining material, the Earthen Gem Stone. This is an excellent material for refining defensive magic treasures. The starting price is 70,000 spirit stones, and each increment must not be less than 5,000 spirit stones." The white-clothed woman held up a palm-sized yellow ore. There were large amounts of purple crystals on top of it.
"Eighty thousand spirit stones."
"Ninety thousand."
"One hundred thousand."
… ….
After a round of fierce bidding, the Earthen Gem was bought by an old man in a yellow robe at a price of one hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones.
Next, the woman in white took out more than a dozen auction items in succession. There were magic weapon materials, alchemy materials, and thousand-year-old spirit herbs. Each item was sold at a high price. The atmosphere of the venue gradually heated up.
The white-clothed woman took out a fist-sized blood-red crystal after bidding for a thousand-year-old elixir. The surface of the crystal was glowing with a red light.
"A piece of Blood Flame Stone. It can be used to refine a Blood Dao magic treasure. The starting price is 90,000 Spirit Stones. Each increment must be no less than 5,000 Spirit Stones." The white-robed woman held the blood-red stone in her right hand and introduced.
"One hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted.
"A hundred and ten thousand."
"A hundred and twenty thousand."
"One hundred and thirty thousand."
The bidders rose one after another, and the price soon reached 130,000.
"The Old Man bids 150,000." A loud male voice came from the corner.
Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and shouted, "170,000."
"Two hundred thousand." The man's voice sounded again.
"Two hundred twenty thousand."
"Two hundred fifty thousand."
"Two hundred and seventy thousand." Wang Changsheng was unmoved and his attitude was very firm.
Two hundred and seventy thousand Spirit Stones had far exceeded the value of this Blood Flame Stone. However, Wang Changsheng had to get this item. The Blood Flame Stone and Underworld Spirit Sand were related to one of his plans. If these two items appeared, he couldn't give it to anyone else.
"Two hundred and eighty thousand." The man paused for a moment and shouted.
"Three hundred thousand."
Hearing the bid of three hundred thousand, no one else called out a price.
The middle-aged man asked three times and after no one answered, he announced the ownership of the Blood Flame Stone.
Wang Changsheng went up to pay the Spirit Stones and put the Blood Flame Stone into his storage bag before returning to his seat.
At this time, the white-clothed woman held a black jade box in her hand and said with a smile, "A box of Underworld Spirit Sand. This is an excellent material for refining a Ghost Dao magic treasure. The starting price is 100,000 Spirit Stones. Each increment is 5,000 Spirit Stones."
"One hundred and ten thousand." Wang Changsheng's face lit up and he immediately shouted.
"One hundred and twenty thousand."
"One hundred and thirty thousand."
"One hundred and forty thousand."
Just as Wang Changsheng finished speaking, several people called out bids. One of them was very loud.
"Two hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice. After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the source of the loud voice.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand." A fat, round-faced man shouted.
The round-faced man wore a blood-red robe and his body emitted a cold aura. Judging from the mana fluctuations on his body, he was a mid-stage Yuanying cultivator.
"Three hundred thousand." Immortal Wang's brows furrowed. He turned around and shouted.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand." The round-faced man didn't back down.
"Four hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng's tone was very firm.
Hearing the bid of four hundred thousand Spirit Stones, the white-clothed woman's face lit up with joy.
The round-faced man narrowed his eyes and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't say anything else.
In the end, the box of Underworld Spirit Sand was bought by Wang Changsheng at the high price of four hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
Next, the white-clothed woman took out several Blood Dao Magic Treasure materials. Two of them were bought by the round-faced man at the price of three hundred and fifty thousand and four hundred and twenty thousand.
The middle-aged man took out a white turtle shell the size of a millstone and introduced, "Sorry for the long wait, Fellow Daoists. Next up is the auction time for the finale of this auction. The first item to be auctioned is the shell of a Class Eight Demonic Turtle."
"What? A Level Eight Demonic Turtle shell? "
"Are you serious? Did I hear wrong?"
The appearance of this Level Eight Demonic Turtle shell caused a commotion. Wang Changsheng stared at the turtle shell in the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man nodded at the white-clothed woman and placed the white turtle shell in front of his chest to cover his vital parts.
The white-clothed woman turned her palm and a shining silver long sword appeared in her hand. After injecting magic power, the silver long sword shone brightly and slashed at the white turtle shell.
"Bang!" The middle-aged man took a few steps back and stopped. There was only a faint sword mark where the white turtle shell was hit by the silver long sword.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were very hot. It hasn't been refined into a magic treasure yet, but it can block a powerful magic treasure. If it can be refined into a defensive magic treasure, won't its defensive ability be even stronger? "
"As you can see, although this turtle shell is not complete, it can be refined into a defensive magic treasure. I don't need to say more about its defensive ability. The starting price of a Level Eight Demonic Turtle shell is two hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Each bid must not be less than ten thousand Spirit Stones.
"Two hundred and twenty thousand."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
"The Old Man bids three hundred thousand."
… ….
As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the voices of bids rose one after another.
"Four hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng's face became serious and shouted.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand."
"Four hundred and eighty thousand."
The number of people bidding decreased by more than half, but there were still two people bidding with Wang Changsheng.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand." Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and added seventy thousand Spirit Stones.
"Six hundred thousand." A woman said coldly, not giving in at all.
"Seven hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a touch of determination.
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