"Two hundred and fifty thousand." Mu Wanwan opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes flashed with a touch of joy, as she loudly shouted, directly adding another fifty thousand Spirit Stones, as if she was determined to win.
"Wanwan, is that Illusory Mirage Stone very important to you?" Wang Changsheng asked with a sound transmission.
"En, my Life Source Magic Weapon not only has a defensive function, it also has an illusory effect. Most of the materials have been collected, only the Illusory Mirage Stone is missing. If my Life Source Magic Weapon is mixed with a piece of Illusory Mirage Stone, its power will rise to a whole new level, and I will be able to display the power of the Heaven Illusion Nightmare Technique to the extreme." Mu Wanwan nodded, and replied with a sound transmission.
Wang Changsheng was slightly surprised, and then asked with a sound transmission, "Do you know how to refine artefacts? How come I have never heard you mention this before? "
"Hehe, you also didn't ask!" Mu Wanwan said with an indifferent tone.
Wang Changsheng on hearing this, felt a little guilty in his heart, he didn't even know that the person sleeping next to him knew how to refine artefacts, as he reached out and held Mu Wanwan's right hand.
Mu Wanwan smiled sweetly, and her gorgeous face instantly became flirtatious.
"Three hundred thousand." A soft voice suddenly sounded.
Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Four hundred thousand."
"Four hundred and fifty thousand."
Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, as he turned his head towards the source of the voice, and just happened to meet the eyes of a beautiful blue robed woman, this beautiful blue robed woman was Bai Qian of the Baleful Yin Palace.
"Five hundred thousand." Mu Wanwan's tone was quite firm.
The beautiful blue robed woman's eyebrows wrinkled, as she shouted in a deep voice, "Six hundred thousand."
"Six hundred and fifty thousand." Wang Changsheng looked at the beautiful blue robed woman, as he spoke with an indifferent expression.
Six hundred and fifty thousand Spirit Stones had far exceeded the value of the Illusory Mirage Stone, but since Mu Wanwan wanted it, not to mention six hundred and fifty thousand Spirit Stones, even if it was a million Spirit Stones, Wang Changsheng would not hesitate.
A wisp of anger flashed through the blue-robed woman's eyes. She was about to raise the price again when her ears twitched. She hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything.
"This Fellow Daoist has bid 650,000 Spirit Stones. Is there any Fellow Daoist who would like to offer a higher bid?" Tang Tianming swept his gaze across the crowd and asked with a smile.
Silence answered him. No one made a bid.
Seeing this situation, Tang Tianming announced the ownership of the Phantom Mirage Stone.
Wang Changsheng flew up and landed on the round platform. He then took out a blue storage bag from his bosom and threw it onto the table. He then took the Phantom Mirage Stone from Tang Tianming's hand and flew back to his seat.
As soon as he returned to his seat, he immediately handed the Illusory Mirage Stone to Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan's face immediately revealed a touch of joy, as he happily received the Illusory Mirage Stone.
In the following time, Tang Tianming took out a number of rare materials one after another. There were refining materials, alchemy materials, array formation materials, each of them were sold at a high price. The number of cultivators bidding gradually increased, causing the atmosphere in the venue to gradually warm up.
Tang Tianming touched the storage bag with his palm. With a flash of blue light, a palm-sized blue wooden box appeared in his hand. He opened it and looked inside. There was an egg-sized blue ball inside. He gave a faint smile to the crowd and said, "I reckon that all the Fellow Daoists have been anxiously waiting for me. Next is the auction's finale. There are a total of five finale auction items. The first finale auction item is a Class 8 Tiger Cloud Shark's Monster Core. The starting price is 200,000 Spirit Stones, and each bid increment must not be less than 10,000 Spirit Stones."
"What? A Class 8 Monstrous Beast's Monster Core. This Old Man wants it. 22 Spirit Stones. "
"I bid 24 Spirit Stones."
"Don't fight with me. I bid 300,000 Spirit Stones."
A dignified voice suddenly rang out. As soon as the voice fell, a yellow light flew onto the round platform.
After the yellow light faded, a tall and dignified yellow-robed old man appeared. Judging from his aura, he was a mid-stage Yuanying cultivator.
"I was wondering who it was! So it was Wu Yazi, you old pervert. This concubine bids 350,000 Spirit Stones. "A soft voice followed. It was Bai Qian from the Baleful Yin Palace.
"Wu Yazi!" Wang Changsheng raised his brows. If he remembered correctly, Huang Pingping didn't want to be a concubine of a Yuanying cultivator called Wu Yazi, so she fled the Yellow Sacred Sect. He didn't know if it was this person in front of him.
Wu Yazi furrowed his brows and said, "Madam Nie, with your status as husband and wife, there's no need for you to fight over this Class 8 Monster Core with this Old Man!"
Bai Qian chuckled. "Hehe, Class 8 Monster Cores aren't cabbages. Class 8 Monster Cores are extremely difficult to hunt. Even in a resource-rich place like the Great Song Dynasty, Class 8 Monster Cores are rare. This concubine just so happens to need a Class 8 Water Monster Core to refine pills. Fellow Daoist Wu Yazi, how about giving this concubine this Class 8 Water Monster Core to me?" Bai Qian chuckled.
"Hmph, the highest bidder wins the auction. The Old Man bids 400,000 Spirit Stones."
Wu Yazi was already at the peak of the mid-stage Yuanying realm. If he could refine this Class 8 Monster Core into a medicinal pill, he would have a high chance of advancing to the late-stage Yuanying realm in less than a hundred years. Naturally, he wouldn't give this Class 8 Monster Core to Bai Qian.
Bai Qian cultivated a Water Attribute Cultivation Technique. If she could refine this Class 8 Water Monster Core into a medicinal pill, she would have a high chance of advancing to the late-stage Yuanying realm. At that time, the couple would be able to do whatever they wanted in the Great Song Dynasty. No, in the entire human world.
"450,000," Nie Ming coldly said.
"500,000." Wu Yazi muttered to himself for a moment, then clenched his teeth. This matter concerned his advancement to the late-stage Yuanying realm. He couldn't give it up.
Nie Ming frowned. After a moment of silence, he shouted, "550,000 Spirit Stones."
"700,000." Wu Yazi's attitude was firm.
Nie Ming's face sank. His ears twitched, but he didn't say anything.
The price of 700,000 Spirit Stones far exceeded the price of a Class 8 Monster Core. Although some people wanted to bid, they kept quiet after considering that Wu Yazi was a Rogue Cultivator and was at the peak of the mid-stage Yuanying realm.
Wu Yazi successfully won the Class 8 Monster Core at the price of 700,000 Spirit Stones. After paying the Spirit Stones, he happily put away the Class 8 Monster Core and returned to his seat.
Tang Tianming put on a pair of golden gloves and took out a red jade box from his interspatial pouch. There were two talismans on the box. He removed the talismans and opened the box, taking out a fist-sized red crystal.
The red crystal had a layer of red flames on its surface. As soon as it was taken out of the box, the temperature in the auction hall quickly rose.
Tang Tianming held the red crystal with both hands and shouted, "A piece of Firerock Crystal, a top-grade fire-attribute material. The starting price is 300,000 Spirit Stones, and each increment must be no less than 50,000 Spirit Stones."
Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up and shouted without hesitation, "500,000 Spirit Stones."
"550,000."
"600,000."
Even though Immortal Wang raised the price, there were still a few cultivators who bid.
"700,000." Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment and shouted. This was a Spirit Severing Stage matter. Wang Changsheng couldn't give the Firerock Crystal to anyone else.
The auction hall went silent after hearing the bid of 700,000 Spirit Stones.
A red-robed old man with a red flood dragon walking stick stood up and said in a deep voice, "The Old Man bids 800,000 Spirit Stones."
"900,000." Wang Changsheng's tone was indifferent.
Wang Changsheng wouldn't give the Firerock Crystal to Nie Ming even if he was at the late stage of the Yuanying Stage, let alone the red-robed old man who was at the peak of the mid-stage Yuanying Stage.
"1,000,000." Nie Ming shouted with an indifferent expression.
Wang Changsheng frowned and pondered for a moment before shouting, "1,100,000 Spirit Stones."
Nie Ming's lips curled into a mocking smile, but he didn't say anything else.
The red-robed old man knitted his brows and pondered for a moment before returning to his seat.
In the end, the Firerock Crystal fell into Wang Changsheng's hands at the price of 1,100,000 Spirit Stones.
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