Yu Wanxiong's answer was beyond everyone's expectations.
At first, no one reacted. But when they did, time seemed to have stopped. Everyone's movements froze. The hall that was boiling with excitement suddenly became strangely quiet.
Mo Kun's proud smile also stiffened.
Many pairs of shocked eyes looked at Yu Wanxiong with great difficulty.
Did they hear wrongly? That's 5,000,000 gold coins! Yu Wanxiong actually agreed!
Even Feng Wuchen himself couldn't believe it. Even if Yu Wanxiong needed Feng Wuchen's help, he still couldn't believe that Yu Wanxiong would agree.
"Pavilion Master, that's 5,000,000 gold coins! Did you make a mistake? "Zhang Han's face was filled with panic. He thought that Yu Wanxiong had heard wrongly and hurriedly whispered.
Yu Wanxiong shook his head slightly. He knew that he didn't make a mistake. The fire poison in his body still needed Feng Wuchen to expel. How could he dare to not agree?
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Yu. I will pay you back as soon as possible." Feng Wuchen thanked him.
"Strange, isn't the Thousand Treasure Pavilion and the Feng Family at odds because of the price of the Rainbow Spiritual Liquid? Why would Yu Wanxiong agree to Feng Wuchen's request? "Mo Kun woke up from his shock and frowned. He couldn't understand.
Not only Mo Kun, but the Lin Family and everyone in Peerless City were also extremely confused. Everyone knew about the relationship between the Thousand Treasure Pavilion and the Feng Family. There was no reason for Yu Wanxiong to agree to Feng Wuchen's request.
"Is Yu Wanxiong's brain rusty?" Yang Qingyun stared blankly at Yu Wanxiong as if she was looking at an idiot.
Yang Yun frowned and said, "What's going on? Yu Wanxiong can't possibly agree, but Yu Wanxiong agreed without even thinking! "
The eerily silent hall was soon bustling again as everyone recovered from their shock. Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief.
Five million gold coins on credit? Who else in Peerless City and the surrounding cities would have the guts to do so?
"Chen 'er, aren't you going too far?" Xiao Qingqing asked after she recovered from her shock.
Feng Wuchen smiled awkwardly and said, "What else can I do? Moreover, Pavilion Master Yu wants to become a second-grade alchemist, so five million is still considered a small sum. "
"Five million isn't a small amount." Xiao Qingqing smiled bitterly. Where would the Feng Clan find five million?
Feng Zheng Xiong smiled and said, "Madam, money can be earned again, but treasures are hard to come by. Plus, Chen Er likes the Red Fiery Sword."
"Patriarch is right." Feng Qianyang nodded with a smile.
"But what about the third grade pill?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously. In this auction, other than the Red Fiery Sword, the most important item was the Third Grade Pill.
"Oh? There are third-grade pills? "Feng Wuchen asked in surprise.
"Of course, your father is still waiting for a third-grade pill to break through to the Origin Core Realm." Xiao Qingqing smiled bitterly with a helpless expression.
If the Mo Clan or the Yang Clan obtained the Grade-3 Pill, it would be extremely disadvantageous for the Feng Clan. Especially the Yang Clan. Once Yang Qingyun obtained the Grade-3 Pill, the Yang Clan would definitely not let the Feng Clan off.
A mid-grade artifact sword was already sold for five million, let alone a Grade-3 Pill. The price of a Grade-3 Pill would definitely not be lower than five million.
"Who can afford the price of a third-grade pill?" Feng Yuan shrugged.
"The last item might be a Grade-3 Pill, but it's not a pill for breaking through. It's only a pill that can increase one's cultivation speed. This kind of pill isn't expensive, at most two million." Feng Qianyang explained.
Feng Zheng Xiong smiled and said, "Grand Elder is right. Don't worry."
Of course, even though it only increased one's cultivation speed, it was still very popular. After all, it was a Grade-3 Pill.
The seventh and eighth items were both high-grade yellow-class techniques. It was just that their attributes were different. The Feng Clan didn't participate in the bidding.
Many clans also didn't participate in the bidding. After all, high-grade yellow-class techniques weren't profound class techniques.
"The last item is also the item that everyone is looking forward to the most." Yu Wanxiong smiled as he held a jade bottle in his hand. Inside the jade bottle was a green pill.
Looking at the pill in the jade bottle, everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation. Many of the upper echelons of the clans couldn't wait any longer.
Yu Wanxiong introduced, "This pill is called Green Yuan Pill. It's a Grade-3 Pill. It can help an Origin Transformation Realm cultivator increase their cultivation speed by thirty percent. The starting price is three hundred thousand."
"Pavilion Master Yu, it's just a Grade-3 Pill. It shouldn't be that expensive, right?" Mo Kun asked. Even if Mo Kun wasn't an alchemist, he still knew a little about the price of pills.
"Yes! Pavilion Master Yu, the starting price of three hundred thousand is too expensive! "
"Pills aren't treasures. It's not a Grade-3 Pill that can increase cultivation."
The hall was in an uproar.
"The price isn't set by the Old Man. Even the Old Man can't do anything about it." Yu Wanxiong smiled bitterly. The price of the pill was set by the seller. Yu Wanxiong was only helping to auction and collect some fees.
"Five hundred thousand!" Yang Qing Yun was the first to bid again. It seemed that the Yang Clan had a deep foundation.
Yang Qing Yun was currently at the eighth level of the Origin Transformation Realm. If she could obtain the Green Yuan Pill, it wouldn't be a problem for her to step into the ninth level of the Origin Transformation Realm. At that time, she would be able to challenge Feng Zheng Xiong and avenge the three juniors of the Yang Clan.
As for the Green Yuan Pill, Yang Qing Yun was also determined to obtain it!
"Yang Clan Head, the Green Yuan Pill won't be easily obtained by you. Six hundred thousand!" Feng Zheng Xiong smiled and added another hundred thousand.
"Feng Zheng Xiong, your precious son has five million on credit. If you compete with me, I'm afraid your Feng Clan won't be able to pay back five million!" Yang Qing Yun sneered and continued to bid, "Seven hundred thousand!"
"Eight hundred thousand!" Another private room continued to bid.
"Nine hundred thousand!"
"One million!"
One by one, the private rooms started to bid. The intense bidding once again occurred. It was obvious that the Green Yuan Pill was very important to them.
"It's just a Green Yuan Pill for over a million. It's not worth it." Mo Kun shook his head. The price of the pill was already out of his acceptable range, so Mo Kun did not bid.
"Clan Head, you don't have to waste your gold coins on the Green Yuan Pill. We only need to prepare our own ingredients. When the time comes, Ling 'er will ask the academy's Grand Elder to help us refine the pill. Moreover, there's also Huangfu's Third Tier Alchemist." An elder from the Mo Clan smiled.
Mo Kun nodded. Once he obtained the pill, he could step into the Yuan Dan Realm anytime!
"However, it's okay to make the Feng Clan bleed a little." Mo Kun changed his mind.
Mo Ling 'er was already the number one in Wushuang City. When she humiliated and trampled on Feng Wuchen's dignity, they had already shed all pretense of cordiality.
Now that Feng Wuchen had mysteriously become a peerless genius, Mo Kun could not allow the Feng Clan to rise. He had to crush the Feng Clan and destroy Feng Wuchen. Otherwise, wouldn't the Mo Clan become the laughing stock of Wushuang City? Wouldn't Mo Ling 'er be laughed at by everyone?
"One million two hundred thousand!" Looking at the intense competition, Yang Qing Yun bid again.
"One million five hundred thousand!" Feng Zheng Xiong added three hundred thousand in one go!
Three hundred thousand in one go. Instantly, many clans were silenced. Obviously, they all felt that the Green Yuan Pill was worth more than that.
"One million six hundred thousand!" Yang Qing Yun's face darkened. She raised the price again and snorted, "Feng Zheng Xiong, just name your price. I must get the Green Yuan Pill!"
"I must get it too. Let's see who has the ability." Feng Zheng Xiong smiled calmly and said, "Two million!"
"Preposterous! He actually added four hundred thousand! " Feng Zheng Xiong added another four hundred thousand in one go. Yang Qing Yun was so angry that her face darkened. She began to hesitate!
Feng Wuchen could make Yu Wanxiong pay five million in one go. Who knew if Yu Wanxiong would agree again?
Furthermore, Yang Qing Yun knew that this price had already exceeded the price of the Green Yuan Pill. If the competition continued, not to mention whether she could get it, she might be tricked by Feng Zheng Xiong.
Feng Zheng Xiong added a few hundred thousand in one go. Next time, it would probably be two million five hundred thousand!
As Yang Qing Yun hesitated, the hall fell silent again. Everyone looked at the Yang Clan and Mo Clan. The Yang Clan hesitated, but the Mo Clan did not bid. This made them very confused.
"Patriarch Yang, if you don't name your price, the Green Yuan Pill will be mine!" Feng Zheng Xiong smiled coldly. He looked very confident and was not afraid of Yang Qing Yun bidding.
"Feng Zheng Xiong, you win!" Yang Qing Yun shouted angrily.
Seeing that Yang Qing Yun had backed out, Yu Wanxiong smiled and said, "Since no one is bidding, then the Green Yuan Pill will …"
Without waiting for Yu Wanxiong to finish, Mo Kun, who had not bid, suddenly said, "Pavilion Master Yu, please wait. Old Man bids two million five hundred thousand!"
Once Mo Kun said that, everyone looked over. He had already tricked Feng Wuchen once. Now, Mo Kun wanted to do it a second time?
"Hmph! With Patriarch Mo making a move, let's see if you can still survive! "Yang Qing Yun sneered.
"Father, that bastard is deliberately going against us!" Feng Zhan gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Feng Wuchen's face was extremely cold. Mo Kun had made things difficult for them again and again, which made Feng Wuchen furious.
How could Feng Zheng Xiong not see through it? Everyone present could see that Mo Kun was deliberately making things difficult for the Feng Clan. If Feng Zheng Xiong called out a price, Mo Kun would definitely not compete, just to make the Feng Clan pay a few hundred thousand gold coins.
If Feng Zheng Xiong did not compete, Mo Kun was not worried. Firstly, he could suppress Feng Zheng Xiong's cultivation. Secondly, he had a chance to step into the Yuan Dan Realm. Even if the price was higher than the Green Yuan Pill, it was worth it.
"Mo Kun, Mo Kun, you are courting death!" Yu Wanxiong smiled bitterly in his heart. "The current Feng Wuchen is not the same as the Feng Wuchen from a month ago. If he wanted to go against your Mo Clan, he would have cut off all business with your Mo Clan. Sigh."
As an alchemist, Yu Wanxiong naturally knew what Feng Wuchen's mysterious technique meant.
However, when Yu Wanxiong thought about the Huangfu Clan behind the Mo Clan, he did not say much.
"Feng Clan Head, I am sorry. Old Man also wants to use the Green Yuan Pill to break through to the Yuan Dan Realm." Mo Kun smiled and pretended to be apologetic.
"Auctions are based on one's ability." Feng Zheng Xiong said slowly. Although he did not seem to care, he was worried that his anger had already reached the heavens.
"I bid two million six hundred thousand. Mo Clan Head, as long as you name a price, even if it is one gold coin more, I will immediately give the Green Yuan Pill to you." Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly. The smell of gunpowder had already started to spread.
Mo Kun smiled faintly and waved his hand. He looked as if he was reluctantly giving up a treasure and said, "Forget it, forget it. I will give it to your Feng Clan."
Feng Wuchen said coldly, "Mo Clan Head, let me remind you. You have to think carefully. Do not cut off your Mo Clan's escape route!"
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