Sky High Price
"Eight million, Patriarch Xiao is indeed rich. Nine million!"
Zhang Zihao would not give up.
However, the previous two spears were taken by Grandmaster Hong Chen. This time, Xiao Zhan Tian would not give up either.
"Ten million!"
Ten million upper grade spirit stones, such a price far exceeded the price of a low grade earth weapon. However, at this moment, whoever gave up would have to lower their head.
Zhang Zihao was known as Swordsman Midnight, the dean of the Virtuous Wind Court. How could he lower his head at this moment?
Xiao Zhan Tian was the patriarch of the Xiao Family. It was impossible for him to lower his face. Not to mention, he had already lowered his face once.
If he gave up again, where would the Xiao Family put their face?
"Eleven million!"
Zhang Zihao said again.
"Twelve million!"
"Father, let's forget about it …" Xiao Qingyu said awkwardly, "Actually, I have Little Qing. No one can hurt me. I don't need this Crimson Dragon Sword."
"Who said so? Low grade earth weapons are priceless in the Nanyun Empire. Do you know that?"
Xiao Zhan Tian said seriously, "A low grade earth weapon can not only increase your strength, but also let you experience the power of the Xiao Family. The Xiao Family now is no longer the Xiao Family three years ago!"
"Fifteen million!"
Xiao Zhan Tian shouted without hesitation.
Fifteen million!
Fifteen million, this was the real sky high price.
"Everyone, you have five million!" Zhang Zihao looked at the people around him and said anxiously, "This sword, I must have it!"
"I have three million!"
"I have two million!"
"Enough!"
Zhang Zihao's face turned fierce as he shouted, "17 million!"
Seventeen million was already his limit.
No matter how high the price was, he could still borrow it. However, if he borrowed it, it would be difficult for him to repay it with his ability.
After all, he was not a blacksmith, nor an alchemist. He was only a swordsman.
"Eighteen million!"
However, Xiao Zhan Tian did not plan to give up.
This Crimson Dragon Sword, he must have it!
"Patriarch Xiao is indeed generous. Eighteen million, is there anyone who wants to bid higher?" Mu Yun smiled, "If so, then …"
"Twenty million!"
Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out from the crowd, attracting everyone's attention.
Meng Guangling — Green Shadow Blood Sect's Venerable Envoy!
"Twenty million! Why is Meng Guangling so willing? "
"The Green Shadow Blood Sect has been doing shady business in the Southern Cloud Empire for the past two years. How could they lack spirit stones?"
"That's true. In my opinion, the Green Shadow Blood Sect is the wealthiest among the few major powers!"
Upon hearing Meng Guangling's words, numerous discussions once again sounded within the crowd. It had long since become an uproar.
Twenty million Upper Spiritual Stones was a sky-high price for many people!
"Twenty million …"
Even Xiao Zhan Tian did not raise the price.
The price of 20 million was simply too high.
It was not worth it at all!
In the end, the Crimson Dragon Sword was sold to Meng Guangling for 20 million.
It made people envious, but they could only be envious …
"Alright, the next item to be auctioned is the pill that I believe everyone is looking forward to the most — the Psychic Death Returning Pill!"
Mu Yun spoke again, "The Psychic Death Returning Pill is a superior seventh-grade pill. If a dying person consumes it, he or she will gain three years of life without any illness. If a severely injured person consumes it, he or she will recover from his or her injuries. Moreover, it is extremely beneficial to the improvement of Cultivation. Most importantly, it can increase one's lifespan by ten years without any conditions."
The moment Mu Yun finished speaking, exclamations rose and fell in the entire hall.
Such a pill was indeed enough to make them exclaim in surprise.
Regardless of whether it was an extension of three years of life, a recovery from severe injuries, or an increase of ten years of life, it was a fatal temptation to the various major powers.
Such a temptation was hard to resist.
Mu Yun had just finished speaking when she felt a few burning gazes land on the auction stage.
Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen would definitely snatch it for Gan Jingyu.
Gu Clan's Gu Yunxian and the royal family's Tai Huang Valley would definitely snatch it too.
Xiao Clan and Lin Clan would definitely not want Gu Clan and the royal family to recover. They would definitely snatch it too.
With these three parties taking action, the price of this pill would definitely be ridiculously high.
"The starting price is five million top grade spiritual stones!"
Mu Yun smiled slightly. Her purple eyes bloomed with a devilish smile.
"Six million!"
As expected, Mo Qingtian was the first to stand up and bid.
"Master Mo is indeed forthright. You have raised the price by a million. Gu Clan, ten million!" Gu Yunxian said without holding back.
Ten years of life. Now, Gu Clan Leader Gu Tianya was dead and the Tianya Ancient Sword had disappeared. Gu Clan was supported by him alone.
Originally, he thought that after destroying Mu Clan, he could get a share of Mu Clan's assets and power.
However, who knew that Green Shadow Blood Sect was an insatiable wolf. Gu Clan did not gain anything. Instead, they lost a lot.
However, he had to get this Psychic Death Returning Pill.
Gu Clan still needed him to support it for at least another twenty years. Hence, before the next generation was nurtured, he had to stay alive.
He was determined to obtain this medicinal pill no matter what.
"Twelve million!" Imperial Tai Huangyu smiled. "Gu Yunxian, you need it, and so do I. Why don't you give it to me?"
"Dream on! Fifteen million! "
Gu Yunxian did not intend to give in.
"Twenty million!"
Seeing the two of them arguing, Mo Qingtian's voice was indifferent.
He was a Seven Star Alchemist in the Southern Cloud Empire. His wealth was not inferior to a large clan. In addition to the Immortal Gathering Pavilion's business and profits, he had to get this pill for his master.
The three parties obviously did not want to give up. They all raised the price!
"Twenty million top grade spiritual stones. Master Mo is really generous!" Wang Xinya sneered.
"Of course he's willing. Mo Qingtian's accumulation over the years can be said to be as rich as a country. Moreover, Gan Jingyu is his master and he's already at the end of his life. He can't just watch his master die of illness."
Lin Xianyu said seriously.
Wang Xinya nodded.
She suddenly realized that Mister Zi Mu was quite a scheming person. If it was some other seventh-grade pill, the two clans and Mo Qingtian would not fight over it so fiercely.
On the other hand, it was the Psychic Resurrection Pill that caused the three influential figures to fight until their heads bled.
"Thirty million!"
Gu Yunxian said again. If he did not fight for it, he did not know when he would get his hands on such a pill again.
He could not afford to wait.
"Forty million!"
"Fifty million!"
Master Mo looked deeply at Gu Yunxian and Imperial Tai Huangyu. He took a deep breath and said, "One hundred million!"
Gasp …
The entire auction house was filled with gasps.
One hundred million!
How much was one hundred million top grade spiritual stones? Even the four major clans would need a few years to accumulate one hundred million.
Mo Qingtian was really ruthless.
"One hundred million top grade spiritual stones. Anyone else?" Mu Yun smiled and said.
"If that's the case …"
"One hundred and fifty million!"
Before the crowd could finish their exclamations, another voice sounded.
It was Meng Guangling again.
150 million to bid for a high rank Tier 7 medicinal pill, could it be that this Meng Guangling was treating spirit stones as jelly beans to play with?
"Two hundred million!"
However, Mo Qingtian did not plan to give it up.
Two hundred million top grade spiritual stones was already a sky-high price.
This time, Meng Guangling fell silent.
It was not that he could not take out two hundred million top grade spiritual stones, but if he did, the entire Green Shadow Blood Sect would not be able to operate in Southcloud City.
After thinking for a while, Meng Guangling gave up.
"Two hundred million top grade spiritual stones. Congratulations to Master Mo for obtaining the Psychic Resurrection Pill."
Although there were only three items in the entire auction, it was undoubtedly a huge auction.
To the Transcendence Pavilion, two hundred and twenty-six million high-grade spirit stones were more than ten years' worth of savings.
However, with such a huge amount of wealth, could the Ethereal Pavilion hold on?
After the auction ended, Mu Yun left the stage and went to the back.
"Qi Ming, prepare three secret rooms!"
"Three secret rooms? Why, Master? "
"Just do as I ask. Why do you ask so many questions?" Mu Yun laughed and scolded, "Two hundred million spiritual stones is just the appetizer. Next is the main event, the big show."
After saying that, Mu Yun changed into a new set of clothes and walked out again. She saw that Qi Ming had already arranged everything and was waiting for her.
"Master, you are really amazing!"
Qi Ming laughed and said, "Three groups of people are here!"
"Which group do you want to see first?"
"What do you think?"
"I understand!" Qi Ming chuckled and left immediately.
In the three secret rooms, the members of the three factions were received by their respective people.
Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen arrived at the same time.
"Big Brother, are you sure that the alchemist who concocted the seventh-grade pills can concoct the pill to cure Master's injuries?" Mo Wen said in surprise and doubt, "Back then, Mu Yun said that even if he had prepared all the medicinal herbs, he still needed the two of us to work together."
"This seventh-grade pill is of the highest quality. I bought this pill firstly to extend Master's lifespan and think of a way. Secondly, I wanted to see how capable this alchemist master is!"
Mo Qingtian said happily, "As expected, he didn't disappoint me. If we give this alchemist the pill formula that Mu Yun left behind, he will definitely agree."
"It's all your fault. Three years ago, if you and I had helped to save Mu Yun's life, we wouldn't have had to spend two hundred million spiritual stones. Now, we have spent so many spiritual stones for no reason. Are you happy now?"
"You …"
Mo Wen huffed and puffed. He sat at the side and didn't speak anymore.
"The two masters have waited for a long time!" Right at that moment, the door opened. Qi Ming smiled and said, "This is the chief alchemist of the Divine Pavilion, Great Master Zi Mu!"
"He … isn't he an alchemist? Why … "
"Great Master Zi Mu is proficient in both alchemy and weapon refining!" Qi Ming said with a smile, "If the two masters have anything to discuss, you can discuss it with Great Master Zi Mu."
"Greetings to the two masters!" Mu Yun bowed slightly and said with a smile.
After three years, he was different from the past. Previously, he couldn't concoct seventh-grade pills because of the limitations of his realm.
But now, with the Heavenly Fire and half a step to the Divine Ascension realm, Mu Yun was no longer the Mu Yun who needed to be suppressed. She was the Mu Yun who had risen to power.
Before this, Mu Yun had felt some pressure when facing the two of them.
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