Ye Mo had raised the price to 70,000,000 Pure Yang Pills on purpose. All of the Nether Spirits could sense from Ye Mo's words that he was determined to win the bid.
When the man sitting in the other VIP room heard the bid of 70,000,000 Pure Yang Pills, his face darkened. This was a blatant provocation. At the start, Ye Mo had bid 60,000,000 Pure Yang Pills. But later on, he increased the bid by 70,000,000.
"Lord Eagle Eye, there's no need to bother with him. He's dead for sure. When the auction is over, keep an eye on him and kill him."
The eagle-like eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could pierce through any opponent. Looking at Ye Mo and listening to his subordinates, he couldn't help but laugh sinisterly, "How can killing them relieve the hatred in my heart? The two of them should be from the Netherspirit Clan."
"Nether Spirit Clan?"
"Don't you see that woman? She's a human woman, an assassin trained by the Netherworld Matriarch. She's not weak. The one next to her should be Zhou Hong. "
Eagle Eye said calmly, "Now that the four Guardians of the Nether Spirit Clan have all fallen, the Nether Spirit Clan is nothing. That's why they're holding this auction to advertise and recruit people. I want to see who will join the Nether Spirit Clan. I don't mind killing a few more."
As soon as Ye Mo bid 70 million Pure Yang Pills, the crowd fell silent.
"Zhou Hong, why are you bidding so high?"
Ao Wushuang asked in surprise.
"Don't worry. I have 60 million Pure Yang Pills on me, enough to buy the Soul Freezing Sword. Since it's your mother's sword, it should be returned to its rightful owner."
Ye Mo didn't take it to heart. Although he felt the pinch, he knew very well that Ao Wushuang really needed the weapon.
"Thank you!"
Ao Wushuang murmured.
Next, the second auction item appeared. Similarly, it was placed in a Netherworld Ring. It was a Saint-grade Deity Treasure Weapon. But this weapon didn't have any attributes. Any Netherworld Soul could use it, and its price was only 25 million Pure Yang Pills. With the Imperial Phoenix Meteorite Blood Spear, Ye Mo wouldn't even be tempted by a Deity Weapon, let alone a Saint-grade Deity Treasure.
In the end, this Saint Rank Immortal Artifact was purchased by an independent cultivator, Nether Soul, for a price of 35 million Pure Yang Pills.
The following auction items were actually all Saint Rank Immortal Artifacts. There were weapons, defensive artifacts, and even some activation type Immortal Artifacts. Without a doubt, all of these Immortal Artifacts were spoils from the war with the Immortal Dimension.
When the last item was sold, Ye Mo couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He didn't get to see what he was looking for. It was a wasted trip.
"Experts present, the reason why we, the Netherspirit Race, are holding this auction today is not only to auction items, but also to announce another matter."
The auctioneer said faintly, "Imperial bloodline, Lord Su Huang is already in our Nether Spirit Race. Our Patriarch will support him to become the true Nether Emperor. At that time, the Nether Spirit World will be truly unified. Our Patriarch said that as long as you join our Nether Spirit Race, we will unify the Nether Spirit World in the future. As long as you reach the Saint level, you will be rewarded with a Saint level immortal treasure."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked by the auctioneer. Any Nether Spirit that reached the Saint level would be rewarded with a Saint level immortal treasure.
"How many resources does this Ming Xiaotian have?"
Ye Mo's face was filled with shock. This news was a huge temptation. No Immortal Saint Realm Nether Spirit would be able to resist this temptation.
"When the Nether Spirit Race retreated to the Nether Spirit World, almost all the spoils of war were in Ming Xiaotian's hands," Ao Wushuang said. "Think about how many resources Ming Xiaotian has."
"Tsk, tsk.
If I can get my hands on these resources, I'm afraid I'll have enough confidence to expand the Five Element League into the Immortal World. "
Ye Mo thought to himself.
In another VIP room, the eagle-eyed man smiled coldly when he heard the auctioneer's words. "Just as I expected. I want to see how many Nether Souls will join the Nether Soul Race. I'll kill them all once they leave Nanyu City."
"You don't have to rush to answer me," the auctioneer said. "When the auction is over, if you're interested in joining the Nether Spirit Race, you can register with the staff of our shop. When the time comes, we'll take you to the Nether Spirit Race."
After the auctioneer finished speaking, he announced the end of the auction. The Nether Spirits that had won the auction could go backstage to trade.
One had to admit that the Nether Spirit Race's move was brilliant. First, they took out some Saint level immortal treasures to auction, tempting the Nether Spirits of the rogue cultivators. Then, they used these Saint level immortal treasures to lure the rogue cultivators to join the Nether Spirit Race.
Ordinary Nether Spirits couldn't resist the temptation.
When the auction ended, no one fought over the auction items. When Ye Mo and Ao Wushuang were about to leave, the old man who had received them appeared again, holding a Netherworld Ring in his hand. He said, "This is the Saint level weapon that you've won."
"Here are fifty-six million Pure Yang Pills. Calculate it yourself."
Ye Mo threw a Netherworld Ring to the old man.
"Yes, yes!"
The old man nodded and sent his will into the ring to check. The 56 million Pure Yang Pills were correct. Then, he handed the Netherworld Ring to Ye Mo and left the VIP room.
Ao Wushuang took out the Cold Soul Frost Sword from the Netherworld Ring. Her face was filled with excitement as she said in a trembling voice, "That's right. This is my mother's Cold Soul Frost Yin Sword."
"Ao Wushuang, this weapon has finally returned to you," Ye Mo said with a smile. "I'm sure your mother will be at ease if she knows this from the Reincarnation River."
Ye Mo said with a smile.
"I'm going to use this sword to kill Ming Xiaotian with my own hands."
Ao Wushuang waved the Cold Soul Frost Sword, causing Ye Mo to shiver. He could feel that Ao Wushuang's strength had increased again with the help of this weapon.
"Let's go!"
Ye Mo said.
Just as the two of them walked out of the Nanyu Shop, Ming Tu's voice rang out again, "Zhou Hong, Ao Wushuang, the clan leader has come out of seclusion. Escort the Nether Spirits that have joined the Nether Spirit Race. Be careful."
"Let's go. Since Ming Xiaotian has come out of seclusion, I'm afraid something big is going to happen," Ao Wushuang said.
Ao Wushuang said.
The two of them left the VIP room and appeared in the spacious hall. Immediately, they saw many Nether Spirits gathered there. When the auctioneer saw Ao Wushuang and Ye Mo, he immediately walked over and said with a respectful smile, "You must be Protector Zhou Hong and Protector Wushuang, right? Just now, Ming Tu ordered the two of you to escort these Nether Spirits back to the Nether Spirit Race. "
"What? The two of them are Protectors of the Nether Spirit Race? "
At that moment, an untimely voice rang out.
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