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Chapter 949

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948 Chapter 948 An Auction

On top of the ruins, a wooden house was quickly rebuilt. As Tang Huan's personal residence, Sly Ling and the others built a few wooden houses dozens of meters away from him, surrounding him like stars surrounding the moon.

Not long after, another room appeared beside Tang Huan's residence. Li Shi Jun had actually moved her and her sister's residence to this side.

The reason she did this was simple.

Firstly, Li Xiang Jun was still unconscious, which made her worried. If there was anything wrong, Tang Huan could take action at any time, and secondly, if Tang Huan met Tang Huan again, he could help him even faster.

She was half monitoring and half protecting.

Tang Huan also allowed her to go. Furthermore, with a powerful Demon God like her living nearby, the benefits were indeed great. At the very least, the cultivators who were spying on them had all run far away. It was obvious that they were afraid of her methods and did not dare to be so brazen. It was safer to stay further away.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the wooden hut, Tang Huan's body was like a sculpture, his heart was as calm as water, but he was pondering over the various cultivation techniques, battle skills, and magic that he had obtained from the memories of the Ge Jian Peak and the others.

These five puppets were all from great powers and sects. Naturally, the things they cultivated would not be too bad.

After studying it for a day, Tang Huan felt that he had made great progress.

"Dong, dong …"

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly rang out, causing Tang Huan to wake up from his stupor. One after another, clamorous sounds immediately entered his ears, it was probably noon, he shot up, pushed the door open and looked, within Tang Huan's line of sight, there were at least a few thousand cultivators gathered on the empty space in front of the wooden hut.

The person who had just knocked on the door was Sly Ling, while Wang Han, Ge Jian Feng, Rong Hai and the others stood in front of the crowd, separating them from the wooden hut by twenty to thirty meters.

With a slight sweep of his gaze, Tang Huan saw Li Shi Jun again. She was sitting cross-legged on a flat boulder between the two wooden houses.

As if sensing Tang Huan's gaze, Li Shi Jun glanced over in the blink of an eye. With a cold snort, she closed her eyes slightly, as if she was indifferent to everything in front of her.

Tang Huan smiled slightly, and then nodded slightly at Ling Wei.

"Everyone, the weapon auction has officially begun —"

The originally bustling crowd immediately quietened down, and everyone's attention was focused on Tang Huan.

"Buzz!"

The Space Aircraft flashed out and expanded rapidly.

After a while, a short black hammer appeared from within the aircraft and was held in Tang Huan's palm. True Essence surged violently and converged into the hammer, causing hundreds of millions of strong black lights to explode. In the next moment, the surrounding tens of meters of space seemed to have become much dimmer.

Then, Tang Huan's huge hammer smashed forward.

"Pa!"

Amidst the violent sound, it was as if the void had suddenly exploded.

When the giant hammer reached the end, the terrifying Strength Qi swept out in all directions, as if there was a black round cover roaring out from the hammer. Every time it moved forward, it would expand a bit, and in the end, it actually spread to a distance of tens of meters, and inside the round cover, the space was violently fluctuating.

Feeling the power of the giant hammer, many cultivators secretly took a deep breath.

"Good hammer!"

Immediately after, someone involuntarily clapped and shouted.

Tang Huan smiled indifferently, retracted his True Essence, and the might of the giant hammer suddenly dissipated, following that, he said loudly: "As everyone can see, this is a middle ranked Heavenly Soldier, I will not say much about its quality, I believe everyone knows, interested friends can bid now."

"Although it's a middle rank, it's definitely the best of the middle rank. I've seen a Upper Grade Blacksmith forge a high rank middle rank Heavenly Soldier before, and its power might not even be as good as yours …" A black-faced brawny man with a full beard was the first to speak, praising, "Un, I want three 'Strange Blood Fruits'!"

"Shh!"

Hearing his last sentence, the surrounding people immediately burst into boos and laughter.

The black-faced brawny man seemed to blush a little. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Alright, four 'Strange Blood Fruits'!"

"You have the nerve to ask for four 'Strange Blood Fruits'?"

Following that, a white clothed man sneered, "Tang Huan, I'll offer eight 'Strange Blood Fruits'."

The black-faced brawny man seemed to be unable to endure such ridicule. He glared at him and was about to raise the price, but his lips quivered for a moment before he finally drooped down.

"This friend has offered eight 'Strange Blood Fruits'. Is there any higher price?" Sly laughed and said, "If there isn't, then the mid-grade weapon will belong to this friend."

"..."

Murmurs came from the crowd, but no one responded.

Many cultivators whispered to each other. Although they were a little moved, they endured it. They were very clear that Tang Huan had displayed two middle ranked Heavenly Soldier s that day, two high ranked ones, and even more top ranked ones. Tang Huan had taken out the lower ranked ones first, so it was obvious that the main event was at the back.

If he were to bid for a mid-grade weapon now, it would be difficult for him to obtain a high-grade or even a top-grade weapon in the future.

"Alright, it's yours!"

After a while, the white clothed man happily walked forward and took away the black hammer, while Tang Huan harvested eight fragrant fruits. Each of them was the size of a peach, dark red like blood, and the energy emitted by the fruits was extremely majestic. Although it could not be compared to the "Scarlet Blood Gourd", it was still a rare treasure.

"The next item, is still a middle ranked Heavenly Soldier …"

"..."

The auctions continued one after another.

First, there were two middle ranked Heavenly Soldier s, and then there were two high ranked middle ranked Heavenly Soldier s. The atmosphere in front of the wooden house became more and more intense, and Tang Huan obtained more and more treasures.

"The fifth weapon to be auctioned is a high ranked middle ranked Heavenly Soldier!"

Tang Huan's gaze was like lightning as he swept his gaze across the crowd with a smile.

Upon hearing Tang Huan, the already bustling crowd immediately burst into an uproar. Many cultivators revealed looks of anticipation, especially those cultivators who had been resisting the temptation of middle and high ranked weapons. At this moment, they were even more excited, and stared at Tang Huan without blinking.

The main event had finally arrived!

Tang Huan did not continue to keep his appetite in suspense. After a while, a red light left the Space Aircraft, and impressively, it was the fiery red sausage that Tang Huan had taken out a few days ago. Dragon markings lingered on the spear's body, and the tip of the spear was like a swallow. Not only was it incomparably agile, the blazing aura it emitted was so terrifying that it caused one's heart to palpitate.

"Chi!"

Tang Huan activated his True Essence, raised his spear and thrusted forward. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the heat surged violently, and a blazing fiery red wave rolled out layer after layer. The area within a radius of tens of meters seemed to have turned into a furnace in an instant, and the cultivators at the front could not help but mobilize their True Essence to resist.

"I believe some of my friends have already seen this weapon."

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