The Immeasurable Trading Firm had three types of auctions. The first was a large-scale auction that catered to the entire Big Dipper planet.
Of course, not everyone could enter, but there were no special requirements other than cultivation.
The first type was the Divine Item Auction, which only the truly influential figures could enter. The last type was a special auction, which was only targeted at specific groups of people.
For example, today's competition was aimed at Weapon Refining Grandmasters.
Currently, Ling Xian was sitting in the middle of the auction ground and was checking out all the craftsmen.
There were a total of seven of them, and all of them were old men with grizzled hair. However, they were in high spirits and glowing with health.
As Ling Xian checked them out, the seven craftsmen checked him out as well. Their eyes flickered with suspicion.
Firstly, he was too young. Compared to these old men who were seven or eight hundred years old, he was undoubtedly a young man.
Secondly, he was a master craftsman from the Planet of Bei Dou. They had all seen him, but they had never seen him before.
Therefore, all seven of them wondered if he was a master craftsman.
"Young man, how come I've never seen you before?" A black-robed old man spoke indifferently with a questioning tone.
"I've been cultivating all year round and haven't entered the world for long."
Ling Xian's expression was calm. "You have never seen me before. It is normal."
Hearing this, the black-clothed old man frowned and said no more.
The others did not say anything and waited quietly for the auction to begin.
After some time, the elder who welcomed Ling Xian pushed open the door and chuckled, "Everyone, long time no see."
"Elder Wu, are you going to host the auction personally?" The black-clothed old man was surprised.
"Everyone here is a Master Refiner. With such a distinguished identity, how can I not host it personally?" The old man flattered without leaving a trace, which made the few of them quite happy.
Then, he took out the first item and smiled. "Let's cut to the chase. You all know the use of this item. The starting bid is 30 million, and each increment must be no less than 5 million."
"Since Elder Wu is personally hosting it, I have to give him some face."
With a smile on his face, the black-clothed old man directly quoted a sky-high price.
"One hundred million."
Hearing this, there was a moment of silence, and then it became lively.
"Old Li, you're still as generous as ever."
"As expected of the Guest Chamberlain of the Sun Hall. He is indeed rich and overbearing."
"Looks like we can't beat you."
Everyone joked around, but no one had any intention of bidding.
Firstly, the black-clothed old man's price had already exceeded the market price of this item. Secondly, he was giving him face.
After all, they were all Weapon Refining Grandmasters. There was no need for them to argue until their faces were red and their ears were flushed with anger.
"Haha, thank you all for not fighting for it." The black-robed old man laughed heartily, planning to put the item into his pocket.
However, at that moment, a calm voice suddenly drifted over.
"150 million."
At those words, the entire place silenced. Then, everyone's gaze landed on Ling Xian.
"Interesting."
The black-clothed old man frowned and said, "200 million."
"250 million."
Ling Xian's expression was calm. It was as if he was merely saying a number and did not need to take out the corresponding spiritual stones.
"250 million …"
The elder stared at Ling Xian and said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "You sure are rich."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was too lazy to continue this conversation. He asked, "Do you still want to bid?"
"I'm not a fool to spend 250 million on something that's only worth 100 million." The old man snorted coldly.
"Shut up if you don't want to bid."
Ling Xian spoke softly, feeling too lazy to argue with the old man.
The market price of this material was 100 million. However, there was no market for it and it was very rare. To him, 250 million Spirit Stones was just a drop in the bucket.
Therefore, Ling Xian felt like it was worth it.
Then, he shifted his gaze towards Elder Wu, "This item belongs to me now?"
"Of course." Elder Wu smiled at Ling Xian and planned on throwing it to him.
"Put it aside for now. We will calculate it later." Ling Xian brandished his hand.
"Alright." Elder Wu nodded and took out the second material.
This time, the black-clothed old man once again made a sky-high bid. Again, nobody competed against him.
However, just as he smiled, Ling Xian spoke again.
He immediately raised the price by 200 million. Then, he closed his eyes and waited for the old man to bid.
"Young man, what is the meaning of this!" The black-clothed elder's expression darkened.
"Nothing. I have to get this item." Ling Xian didn't even bat an eyelid.
The 11 heavenly materials at this auction were all items he needed. Even if it meant offending someone, he didn't care.
"Good, very good." The black-clothed elder's expression was heavy as still water and he didn't speak anymore.
It wasn't that he had a good temper, it was that he couldn't find a reason to be angry.
This was an auction, a place for fair bidding. If he got angry just because Ling Xian made a high bid, then he would be very unreasonable.
Therefore, the elder suppressed his anger. However, it was getting harder and harder to control himself.
Everyone else was the same.
All because no matter who made a bid, Ling Xian would follow suit. He would also make a bid that they all thought was too high.
One, two, three … in the blink of an eye, 10 items had passed.
Without an exception, they were all won by Ling Xian.
Everyone couldn't hold it in anymore. They all opened their mouths and pointed at Ling Xian.
"What is the meaning of this? Are you trying to be my enemy? "
"Young man, didn't your elders teach you the unspoken rules?"
"Do you know what you are doing? You offended me and I will make you suffer! "
The seven grandmasters were enraged. Some of them were even revealing their killer's intent.
This made Ling Xian frown. Coldness flashed in his eyes.
If he was intentionally provoking them, then he was being unreasonable. But he was bidding fairly. The ones being unreasonable were these grandmasters!
Elder Wu thought so as well.
Ling Xian followed the rules and was bidding fairly. What was wrong with that?
Just because he was fighting against these people, was that wrong? What kind of logic was that?
"You can say whatever you want."
Ling Xian was too lazy to argue. These people were used to being above everyone else. Arguing with them was a waste of saliva.
He glared at them and said, "I am not stopping you from bidding. You … can compete with me."
"Young man, I will make you understand that there is always someone better out there."
The elder in black's face was heavy as water. He looked at Elder Wu and said, "For the last heavenly material, I bid 300 million spiritual stones."
Then, he looked at Ling Xian provocatively, "Young man, aren't you rich? If you have the guts, then raise your bid!"
"500 million."
Ling Xian spoke softly. It wasn't that he fell for the elder's trick, it was that he had to get this item.
"600 million!" The elder gritted his teeth.
"800 million!" Ling Xian's expression was calm and collected.
To him, 800 million spiritual stones was nothing. He didn't feel bad throwing it away.
But to the elder in black, this was a bit much.
However, to fight for his pride, he gritted his teeth, "1 billion."
"1.2 billion." Ling Xian spoke slowly and without a trace of reluctance.
1.2 billion sounded like a lot. But to him, it was no different than 12 spiritual stones.
"Dammit!"
The elder in black was boiling with anger and was hesitating.
It wasn't that he was short of money, it was that he didn't have the courage to spend 1.2 billion spiritual stones to buy a heavenly material with a market price of 200 million.
Everyone else was silent. They didn't have the courage.
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