In the huge underground hall.
After a moment of silence, a dense discussion suddenly emerged.
"Tsk tsk … It's a good thing like the Spring of Life."
"It seems that this guy is from the blood-eared elf tribe."
"That goes without saying."
"I reckon that the guy who threatened him just now is most likely from the elf tribe."
"The black market has encountered a traitor of its own tribe. No wonder that elf's tone was so cold."
"I heard that the blood-eared elves have always strictly controlled the flow of the Spring of Life into the human world."
"Hehe … I'm afraid that this time, the fight for such a large bottle of the Spring of Life will be unusually exciting!"
"Indeed."
The discussion rose one after another.
Gounières had already felt the strong murderous intent of the "blood-eared elf" and the few people around him.
These blood-eared elves most likely regarded him as a traitor of their tribe.
Seeing that he was auctioning their tribe's holy water, at this moment, they even had the thought of killing Gounières.
Unfortunately, the Spring of Life in Gounières's hands did not belong to their tribe.
As if he felt the murderous intent, the blood-lion masked man stood up again.
"Everyone … With a Transcendent Master overseeing this place, if anyone breaks the rules here, I don't need to say more about the consequences."
Although the blood-lion masked man's voice was not loud, it was full of deterrence.
A Transcendent Master powerhouse was not an ordinary powerhouse.
It was a powerful existence that was almost detached from the life form of flesh and blood.
At this moment, Gounières was also secretly on guard.
No one knew if these blood-eared elves would go crazy and rush up.
While secretly on guard, Gounières spoke softly.
"500 milliliters of the Spring of Life, 2,000 gold pounds. Each bid must not be less than 100 gold pounds."
"3,000 gold pounds."
As soon as Gounières finished speaking, someone had already bid, and it was a full 1,000 gold pounds.
"Hmm?" Gounières could not help but look over. "This … We've met a noble capitalist?"
In the history of the Aurea Continent's empires, nobles were often the kind of existence that had power and influence and territories.
The nobles' bestowments relied on the taxes of their territories.
In essence, the scope of the wealth of the nobles was not too large, and the riches were not as abundant as one would imagine.
Big capitalists, on the other hand, were completely different.
Along with the roar of the Transcendent Steam Industry.
Some of the nobles with deep foresight saw the powerful characteristics of the extraordinary steam engine and began to vigorously promote these roaring behemoths.
In the following decades.
The rumbling steam train traveled deep into the Transcendental Wastelands, bringing back large amounts of black iron, fiendish copper, and even mithril and fiendish gold ores.
The huge steam excavator excavated a large number of ancient ruins. Humans had obtained ancient Transcendent information on an unprecedented scale.
The steampunk steel ship broke through the waves and fog, sailing in the deep sea and opening up a channel. He hunted deep-sea fish, developed Transcendent resources, and established trade routes with a large number of alien races.
This brought astronomical wealth to those big capitalists.
Those nobles were only defending their own territories.
The great nobles and capitalists had already reorganized the parliament and occupied important seats in it.
At the same time, using the parliament, they directly monopolized many resources and channels.
For example, state-owned banks, steel mines, steam trains, steam ships, large-scale steel mills, and so on.
It was said that there were currently four Grand Dukes in the parliament. They were the leaders of a dukedom and the real power of the Yulan Empire's parliament.
At the same time, they were the top nobles and capitalists of this era.
Tied to the interests of these capitalists were the marquises and counts of various sizes.
These existences could be called aristocratic capitalists.
These aristocratic capitalists were much more powerful and wealthy than the aristocrats who were entrenched in their territories.
When the nobles bought things, they might have to consider it.
As for those aristocratic capitalists, they did not care about the change of a number in the middle of a string of numbers in their bank accounts.
Therefore, Gounières felt that this mysterious person who easily increased the price by 1,000 pounds might be a noble capitalist.
"3,100 gold pounds." Faced with the mysterious person's increase in price, the expert from the blood-eared elf clan clearly did not wish to see their clan's "Spring of the Life" fall into the hands of another race.
He would rather spend a large sum of money to buy back this Spring of the Life.
But this expert from the blood-eared elf clan clearly underestimated what it meant to be a capitalist.
"4,000 gold pounds." The mysterious person, whose entire body was covered in a black robe and whose surrounding people were similarly dressed, once again made a bid.
From this increase in price, one could see how overbearing this person was.
"4,100 gold pounds." The expert from the blood-eared elf clan glanced at the mysterious black-robed person and said in a low voice.
"5,000 gold pounds."
Following this bid, quite a few people's gazes focused on it.
A few Transcendents with insider information knew the approximate price of 500 milliliters of Spring of the Life.
It should be between 3,000 and 4,000 gold pounds.
But the problem was, you might not be able to buy it, and the quantity wasn't very high either.
For the price to easily soar to 5,000 gold pounds, it was clear that this mysterious person not only had deep pockets, but was also determined to obtain this Spring of the Life.
"5,100 gold pounds." The expert from the blood-eared elf clan gritted his teeth and said.
"6,000 gold pounds." The mysterious person's tone was calm without any fluctuations.
"6,100 gold pounds." The expert from the blood-eared elf clan began to breathe rapidly.
Even he couldn't afford such a price.
"7,000 gold pounds." The mysterious person did not seem to care as he raised the price again.
The expert from the blood-eared elf clan originally wanted to raise the price again, but someone beside him gently tugged at him.
Their identities had already been exposed.
If they forcefully bid and the other party deliberately raised the price to trick them, they would suffer a huge loss.
And in this black market, they did not dare to do things like unsold bidding.
Unsold bidding might only result in verbal condemnation outside, but in this black market, it was equivalent to losing one's life.
Even though he was furious, the expert from the blood-eared elf clan suppressed his anger. He also knew that he could not act impulsively when dealing with such traitors.
7,000 gold pounds. This high price was something that Gounières did not expect.
Gounières estimated that four to five thousand gold pounds would be the limit.
"This fellow from the blood-eared elf clan really knows how to raise the price." Gounières inwardly thought.
"If you raise the price a bit higher, I will be even happier."
After waiting for a moment and seeing that no one continued to bid, Gounières spoke concisely.
"Seven thousand gold pounds sold."
Soon, a total of 500 milliliters of the Spring of the Life was placed in five wide-mouthed jars in front of the mysterious person.
After a brief inspection, the mysterious person paid a total of 7,000 gold pounds in banknotes.
After the sale was completed, Gounières did not wait on the high platform any longer. He immediately left the high platform and went to the side to count his profits.
He had accumulated 9,200 gold pounds. Most of it was banknotes, while a small portion was coins.
"What a bountiful harvest!"
After pocketing the 9,200 gold pounds, Gounières sighed softly in his heart.
He had already bought what he needed to buy and sold what he needed to sell.
Moreover, with the blood-eared elf glaring at him from the side, Gounières did not need to continue staying in the black market.
Turning around, Gounières walked towards the exit.
When Gounières arrived at the hidden entrance, Gounières glanced at the blood-eared elves.
Those blood-eared elves did not dare to follow him.
The black market had its own rules. When leaving, they had to separate themselves into different hidden passageways. They had to stagger their times.
Previously, they had already been warned. At this time, if they dared to follow him and break the rules, they would probably pay the price with their lives.
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