Hearing Feng Yuan's words, Feng Wuchen was moved. No wonder Ling Xiaoxiao said Feng Zheng Xiong was excited.
"Third Brother, what do you need the black iron for?" Feng Wuchen wasn't a blacksmith, so what did he need the black iron for? Feng Zhan was very curious.
Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "Isn't Dad going to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion to get the sword? Naturally, the black iron will be merged into the sword. At that time, it will become a high-grade artifact, or even a spiritual artifact. "
"Then we'll have to find a blacksmith. Dad doesn't have that ability." Feng Yuan said helplessly.
"Dad can't, but Grand Elder can, right?" Feng Wuchen smiled.
"What a joke, Grand Elder only knows how to refine pills, how can he refine artifacts? But let's talk about it after we get the sword. Mid-grade artifacts are very popular. "Feng Zhan said.
As they chatted, they arrived at the Thousand Treasure Pavilion. It was very crowded and lively as groups of people entered the auction hall.
"Young Masters Feng, please come in." The Thousand Treasure Pavilion's guards respectfully welcomed them and led Feng Wuchen and the others into the auction hall.
The auction hall was already filled with people. The upper echelons of the Peerless City and the surrounding cities had been arranged in private rooms on the second floor.
"Chen 'er, Dad will help you get the sword!" Seeing Feng Wuchen enter the private room, Feng Zheng Xiong smiled happily.
Feng Wuchen's sword was already broken. It was proof that he had severed all ties with Mo Ling 'er.
"Thank you, Dad." Feng Wuchen smiled and said.
Yu Wanxiong stood on the auction stage in the middle of the auction hall and gestured for the crowd to quiet down.
Yu Wanxiong smiled and said, "Thank you for coming to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion. Today, we have ten treasures to auction, so I won't waste time."
Zhang Han had already placed the first treasure on the stage.
Yu Wanxiong picked up the treasure and introduced it, "The first treasure is a high-grade yellow-ranked martial skill, Thunder Cloud Palm. It's a powerful thunder attribute martial skill, so don't miss it. The starting price is three hundred thousand gold coins."
"High-grade yellow-ranked martial skill! The power is absolutely terrifying! "The crowd below was already excited, and they couldn't wait to film it.
But the problem was, where was he going to get 300,000 gold coins? And it was only the starting price!
"Four hundred thousand!" The first to bid was the head of the Yang family, Yang Qingyun.
"450,000." Patriarch Lin continued to bid.
"…" The other families started bidding.
Looking at the clansmen bidding one after another, the crowd below could only be a bystander, unable to bid at all.
Even though it was only a high-grade yellow-class martial art, it was still a very powerful martial art to the clans of Peerless City and the surrounding cities!
With one more powerful martial skill, the clan's strength would become even stronger.
"Feng Wuchen, you're about to enter the Qi Refining Realm. All you need to do is find a lightning attribute cultivation method and cultivate lightning attribute True Qi, then you'll be able to cultivate the Thundercloud Palm. If you like it, then name your price." Feng ZhengXiong looked at Feng Wuchen, as if he would not hesitate to bid as long as Feng Wuchen liked it.
Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "Dad, this also depends on whether or not I have the lightning attribute. Plus, the Thundercloud Palm consumes a lot of True Qi. It's not as good as you think, so there's no need to waste gold coins."
Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Feng ZhengXiong and the others were shocked.
How did Feng Wuchen know that the Thundercloud Palm consumes a lot of True Qi? He had never seen it nor cultivated it, so how did he know?
As time passed, treasures were auctioned off one after another, but none caught Feng Wuchen's eye. The Feng family also did not bid, as if they were just here to watch the fun.
"The seventh treasure, I'm sure everyone has been waiting for a long time! Mid-grade artifact, Flaming Sword, a fire attribute sword. It can cut through iron like mud and is very powerful. " Yu Wanxiong raised the Flaming Sword and injected a bit of True Qi into it. The Flaming Sword's surface instantly ignited with a layer of flame, emitting a tyrannical aura and high temperature.
The Flaming Sword was exquisite and beautiful. When the flame was ignited with True Qi, it really looked like a flaming sword, very dazzling.
"As expected of a mid-grade artifact! What a powerful aura! "
"Those who cultivate the fire attribute, with the Flaming Sword, their combat power will definitely increase by two times!"
The crowd was excited again, their eyes filled with desire.
Many families were here for the Flaming Sword, including Feng ZhengXiong. Everyone wanted this Flaming Sword!
"My Yang family must get this sword!" Yang Qingyun's eyes were burning with passion. If she could get this sword, she was confident that she could defeat Feng ZhengXiong!
This was the Yang family's chance to fight back, and Yang Qingyun would not miss it!
"Chen 'er, how is it? How about the Flaming Sword? "Feng ZhengXiong asked.
Feng Wuchen's favorite weapon was the sword. Although it was only a precious artifact, it suited Feng Wuchen's taste.
"Just nice, I'm lacking a sword, so I'll just make do with it." Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, looking very reluctant.
"Make do my ass! You're the picky one! " Seeing Feng Wuchen's reluctant look, Feng ZhengXiong laughed and scolded him. He glared fiercely at Feng Wuchen.
There were less than three mid-grade artifacts in Wushuang City! The sword was the king of all weapons! The Flaming Sword was definitely a treasure among treasures!
Looking at the excited crowd, Yu Wanxiong smiled and said, "The starting price of the Flaming Sword is five hundred thousand gold coins! This is the only artifact in Wushuang City, it will be gone if you miss it! "
"Six hundred thousand!" Yang Qingyun was the first to bid.
"Seven hundred thousand!" Mo Kun followed suit, obviously also wanting the Flaming Sword.
"Eight hundred thousand!"
"One million!"
Many families were bidding fiercely. In a few breaths, the price had risen to more than one million. No one was willing to give in, and everyone was competing with their own abilities.
When the crowd below heard the astronomical figure, they were all dumbfounded.
"Dad, it's already more than one million. Are we still going to bid?" Feng Yuan frowned and asked worriedly.
Feng Qianyang said solemnly, "A mid-grade artifact is hard to come by, we can't miss it."
"Dad, a few hundred thousand is nothing, but this one million, where are we going to find it? And we don't even know the final price of the Flaming Sword. "Feng Yuan smiled helplessly.
Although the Feng Family was a big family with more than ten shops, and they also sold elixirs and elixirs, their gold coins were all used on goods, so they didn't have much gold coins.
Feng Zheng Xiong said with a look of determination, "Hmph! We don't have enough gold coins to sell the shops! We must get the Flaming Sword! "
"A mid-grade artifact has already reached two million. I really want to know what they will do if they don't have the money. Are they going to sell the shops like dad said?" Feng Wuchen shook his head.
"What else can they do? Do you really think they can take it out? "Feng Zheng Xiong didn't believe that these families could take out two million gold coins at once.
Feng Wuchen smiled mysteriously and said, "Dad, don't worry, I have an idea. I don't want to let anyone else take this sword away."
"Oh? What idea? "Feng Qianyang looked at Feng Wuchen with interest and asked.
"Crush them with a price!" Feng Wuchen sneered and looked at Yu Wanxiong. Feng Wuchen said loudly, "I bid three million!"
As soon as Feng Wuchen spoke, the fierce competition between the clans instantly quietened down. They all looked in Feng Wuchen's direction.
"Hiss …"
The crowd was shocked and sucked in a breath of cold air. Their eyes were wide open!
"Three … three million? It's the Feng Family's third young master's price! "
"Can the Feng Family take out three million?"
"Young master Feng actually increased the price by one million!"
The crowd was in an uproar as they looked at Feng Wuchen in the second floor.
"Three million? The Feng Family's third young master is so bold, but I don't know if the Feng Family can take out three million gold coins! Don't embarrass the Feng Family if you can't take it out. "Yang Qingyun sneered.
"Patriarch Yang, is your Yang Family able to take out two million gold coins? Are you planning to sell your Yang Family's shop? "Feng Wuchen sneered and asked.
"Haha!" The crowd below burst into laughter.
Yang Qingyun's face was ashen and the ferocity in his eyes was undisguised. He wanted to slap Feng Wuchen to death.
Feng Wuchen increased the price by one million in one breath and crushed many families. Not to mention three million, even two million would be hard to take out.
Although many families were unwilling, they didn't dare to bid anymore. If the Feng Family wanted to embarrass themselves, there was no need for them to follow suit.
"Is there anyone else bidding?" Yu Wanxiong was also stunned and asked.
"Three million five hundred thousand!" Mo Kun suddenly bid, as if he was determined to get the Red Fiery Sword.
Mo Kun's bid shocked the crowd again. The astronomical figure scared them so much that their faces turned pale. However, could the Mo Family really take out so many gold coins?
Before the crowd could recover from the shock, Feng Wuchen's next bid almost scared them to death!
"Five million!" Feng Wuchen bid without hesitation. He was like a nouveau riche who treated money like dirt!
The entire auction hall was silent. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard. It was as if everyone was holding their breaths. Even Yu Wanxiong looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
"Five million! Chen 'er! Are you crazy? "Xiao Qingqing was trembling in fear. Even if they sold the entire Feng Family, they wouldn't be able to get five million!
"Chen 'er, that's five million!" Feng Zhengxiong also stared at Feng Wuchen with his eyes wide open.
"Dad, don't worry." Feng Wuchen said without any worry. It was as if five million was nothing to him.
"Hehe, Feng Wuchen, the Old Man of the Red Fiery Sword is yours. I just don't know if your Feng Family can take out five million!" Mo Kun smiled faintly. It was obvious that he was trying to trick Feng Wuchen.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen's expression didn't change. He smiled faintly and said, "Patriarch Mo, thank you for letting me win."
The hall was silent for a long time. Suddenly, there was an uproar as exclamations came one after another.
"That's five million! Can the Feng Family take it out? "
"Young Master Feng can't be crazy, right? Even a mid-grade artifact isn't worth that much, right? "
Everyone was discussing. No one believed that the Feng Family had such a strong foundation.
"If no one bids, then the Red Fiery Sword will belong to Feng Wuchen." Looking at the crowd, Yu Wanxiong said. He was also wondering if the Feng Family could take out five million.
However, when Yu Wanxiong's eyes met with Feng Wuchen's, his heart couldn't help but thump.
"Pavilion Master Yu, can I put it on credit?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.
"What? On credit? " Feng Wuchen's words caused another uproar in the hall. What kind of rule was this?
Mo Kun and the other upper echelons were stunned!
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