Chapter 1557
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After the auction ended, the next segment was naturally the most important transaction ceremony.
In layman's terms, it was the exchange of money and goods.
"Next, I would like to invite those who have successfully bid for an item to come to the auction stage to collect it," Manager Song said with a smile.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!
As Manager Song's voice faded, ten black-robed deacons suddenly appeared at the entrance of the auction hall. They stood in front of the door with cold expressions and activated the Trapping Array that had been set up in the auction hall.
No one was surprised by this action. They were naturally well aware that unless the transaction was successfully completed, no one present would be able to take a step out of the door.
As for the one who was unable to complete the transaction, he would be severely punished.
Long Bufan glanced at the formation and could not help but grin. He secretly rejoiced that Zhang Huayun had bid at the end. Otherwise, even if he had teleportation, it would have been disastrous for him to escape unscathed.
Immediately, the ten over disciples of the five pavilions who had successfully bid for an item simultaneously flew to the auction stage below the spectator seats.
Zhang Huayun glared at Long Bufan viciously. Soon after, he let out a cold snort. The Yuan Power on his body surged, and like a vigorous cheetah, he suddenly rushed out and landed on the auction stage below. His speed was even faster than the ten over disciples of the five pavilions.
Just as the others were about to land on the auction stage, the corners of Long Bufan's mouth slightly curled. Suddenly, his body disappeared without a trace. In the next moment, he appeared on the auction stage before the ten over disciples of the five pavilions and Zhang Huayun.
"Oh? Teleportation … "Manager Song's gaze moved slightly. He looked at the young deacon in front of him and seemed to have thought of something. He thought to himself," Could it be that this little fellow is Long Bufan from Ling Xuanwu Province, who possesses the Yimo bloodline? "
Although Steward Song had already retired from his old age and was the steward of the Divine Weapon Hall, his true identity was still a member of the Deacon Hall. His grasp of information was even more knowledgeable than some of the high-level elders of the Shrine Pavilion.
Landing on the auction stage, Long Bufan stood up straight and cupped his fists towards Manager Song, performing the greeting of a junior disciple. As for Zhang Huayun and the others, they were indifferent. Obviously, they didn't value this retired old man too much.
Manager Song nodded his head slightly and gave a gratified smile. Compared to these arrogant disciples who were born on the Shrine Pavilion island, Long Bufan was one of the more pleasing to the eye. Moreover, he was a member of the Duty Hall.
Therefore, Manager Song chose to let Long Bufan be the first to make the deal.
This action caused Zhang Huayun to be rather dissatisfied. He took a step forward and said to Manager Song with a frown, "No matter what, I am the highest bidder in this auction. I should be the first to make the deal."
Actually, with Zhang Huayun's usual tolerance, he wasn't so narrow-minded. If it was anyone else, he would at most feel a trace of displeasure in his heart. However, if it was Long Bufan, then his reaction was completely different. This was the mischief caused by the inner demons of the Martial Dao.
If the inner demon was not removed, it would accumulate over time and one's character would become increasingly irritable and depressed.
Zhang Huayun was able to cultivate to the Divine Transformation Stage in the martial way domain. His intelligence was not mediocre. He had more or less sensed the inner demon in his body. The cause was naturally Long Bufan, whom he hated to the bone.
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