Chapter 136 - 136 Isn’t That My Weapon?

136 Isn’t That My Weapon?

Level-20 gold equipment with a starting price of 1.5 million.

It was not considered a low price.

However, with such powerful attributes, 1.5 million as the starting bid was definitely no problem.

“1.6 million,” a player stood up from his seat and called out.

“1.7 million.”

“1.8 million.”

“1.9 million.”

The price was rising crazily.

“Three million!” Feng Ling immediately raised the bid by one million.

“Brother Feng Ling, three million for a level-20 gold weapon… You’re indeed wealthy.”

Dugu Wenjian smiled as he turned to look at Feng Ling.

“It’s not that. The weapon’s attributes are pretty good. It’s not a bad idea to reward an assassin of Feng Ling Dynasty with a weapon,” Feng Ling said indifferently.

“Hahaha, I’m thinking the same thing. 3.5 million.” Dugu Wenjian raised the bid with a smile.

Feng Ling’s eyes narrowed.

“Five million.”

He directly raised the price to a price that not many people were willing to bid for.

“Wow! These people are really stupid but have too much money. To spend five million on level-20 gold-grade equipment? If they don’t have the chance to kill a dark demon boss in the early stages, they’ll suffer a huge loss.”

Playboy sighed.

If they could delay the battle, they would not even need such a weapon to kill the dark demon boss.

“Idiot! Five million for a weapon like this? Let’s see if you guys can fight a dark demon boss.”

Zhou Feng sneered coldly.

There were very few dark demon bosses in the first place. Even if they encountered one, the assassin might not be present.

Moreover, when the levels, equipment, and skills were all up, there would be no need for such an equipment to kill a dark demon boss.

“Since Brother Feng Ling wants it so much, I’ll help you fulfill your wish. I give up.”

Dugu Wenjian immediately gave up.

Although he really wanted this equipment, spending five million to buy it was too much of a loss.

The premium was too high.

However, he could annoy his competitors and make Feng Ling spend more money. This would help him compete for the guild-building order.

All of them had their own expectations regarding the price of the guild-building order.

What was the highest price they could offer? Once they exceeded it, they would either give up or think about it again.

Feng Ling snorted coldly.

He was a little upset that he had to spend two million more.

However, this weapon was indeed very powerful in killing bosses.

“Blade of Brutality, five million going once.

“Five million going twice.

“Five million going thrice, sold.”

Jiang Qianyue smiled as she struck the gavel.

A level-20 gold equipment was sold for a high price of five million. That was very impressive.

“F*ck! With these big shots around, what are we going to fight for?”

The other people were all unhappy.

This was only the first item, and these people already had the urge to raise the price so extravagantly.

In that case, how could they have a share?

“The equipment below is a mage’s staff…”

…

The first seven pieces of equipment had been auctioned off.

They were all gold-grade weapons.

The big shots, Feng Ling and Dugu Wenjian, were competing with each other.

Qingqiu Yanmo, Zhou Feng, Xuanyuan Tian, and the others had not made a single bid.

Obviously, they did not want to spend a single cent on these things!

“The next piece of equipment is a dark demon weapon.”

Whoosh!

The crowd was in an uproar.

The few people who remained unmoved also looked at the stage in anticipation.

The girl brought the equipment up.

Immediately after, Jiang Qianyue pulled off the red cloth.

A fiery red sword appeared there.

“This is a level 15 dark demon weapon, Burning Fire Sword. Its attributes are shown on the big screen, and it’s an extremely powerful swordsman weapon,” Jiang Qianyue said.

Below the stage.

A Golden Millet Dream immediately stood up!

“What? Isn’t that my equipment?”

A Golden Millet Dream gritted his teeth in anger.

Everyone looked over.

F*ck! It’s really A Golden Millet Dream’s weapon, the Burning Fire Sword! It’s A Golden Millet Dream’s equipment! Why is it here?”

“I remember that when A Golden Millet Dream challenged God Bai Ye, he was instantly killed by God Bai Ye. That’s right! That must be the case. After all, God Bai Ye doesn’t lack equipment, so he took it to the auction or sold it to the Five Moons Chamber of Commerce. The Five Moons Chamber of Commerce then took it out for auction.”

“Pfft, hahaha… A Golden Millet Dream must be feeling terrible, right?”

…

A Golden Millet Dream pointed at Jiang Qianyue and bellowed, “That’s my weapon. Don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate to auction it?”

Jiang Qianyue’s beautiful eyes looked at him, then she said, “Oh, really? I’m sorry, but we bought this equipment from someone else, so it naturally belongs to us. Of course, we have the right to auction it. Since you said that this equipment is yours, how did it fall into someone else’s hands?”

Jiang Qianyue’s words, which were spoken in such a light tone, were savage!

“You!”

A Golden Millet Dream gritted his teeth, but he could not refute her.

Then, he swept his gaze across the crowd and shouted, “This sword is mine. I hope no one will fight with me for it. Otherwise, don’t blame me for bearing a grudge.”

The other players wanted it, but…

Indeed, they did not dare to provoke A Golden Millet Dream.

Jiang Qianyue then said, “The starting bid for the Burning Fire Sword is five million. Each bid must be at least 200,000 higher. Let the auction begin now.”

“5.2 million.”

A Golden Millet Dream directly stated his price.

Indeed, no one was fighting with him for the time being.

Although Feng Ling wanted it as well, it was indeed inappropriate to make an enemy of an expert.

Moreover, he already had powerful equipment, so he would only buy it for the other members of the guild.

“Six million.”

A melodious woman’s voice was heard from a private room.

Whoosh!

Everyone looked in the direction of the private room at the same time.

“That’s Qingqiu Yanmo’s private room, right? She’s going to snatch it?”

In the private room…

“Miss, why are we snatching it?” the young girl asked in confusion.

Qingqiu Yanmo sat there and stretched lazily. “I’m just increasing the price of the item that God Bai Ye is auctioning.”

A Golden Millet Dream clenched his fists tightly as he stared at the private room.

“Guild Leader Qingqiu Yanmo, you’re not a swordsman. Is there a need to make things difficult for me?” A Golden Millet Dreamsaid coldly.

I’m really sorry, there’s a sister in Rose Paradise who really needs it. I can understand how you feel, but after all, this equipment is currently ownerless, and everyone has the right to auction it. I’m really sorry.”

“Alright!”

A Golden Millet Dream gritted his teeth.

“Eight million.”

He immediately raised the price again.

Dark demon weapons were still very rare, especially in this period of time.

Without this dark demon weapon, his combat power was greatly reduced. It would affect his farming and his ability to kill bosses. He had to get it back.

“Ten million.”

Qingqiu Yanmo’s faint voice was heard again.

“15 million!”

A Golden Millet Dream gritted his teeth.

“20 million.”

Everyone was speechless.

They were all stunned.

“Isn’t the minimum bid increase of 200,000? They’re increasing it by five million? Isn’t that too cruel?”

“20 million for a level-15 dark demon weapon? Isn’t it too expensive? It’s fine if it’s a level-30 dark demon weapon, but it’s just level 15…”

“It seems like Qingqiu Yanmo really wants this sword.”

…

A Golden Millet Dream clenched his fists tightly.

He could still afford to fork out tens of millions.

However, spending 20 million to buy a level-15 dark demon weapon… Moreso, it was his own …

He felt extremely uncomfortable!

“21 million! Guild Leader Qingqiu Yanmo, please show mercy! I really need this weapon.”

A Golden Millet Dream admitted defeat.

“Mmh… The price is a little too high. I give up.”

Qingqiu Yanmo’s voice was heard.

A Golden Millet Dream heaved a sigh of relief.

21 million! Not bad!

Although he was unhappy, he could accept it.

Jiang Qianyue said, “Burning Fire Sword, 21 million going once.

“21 million going twice. Is there anyone else?”

A Golden Millet Dream stared at the Burning Fire Sword!

‘Baby, come back!’

“Burning Fire Sword, 21 million going thrice…”

Before she could finish, a voice came from a private room.

“22 million.”

Everyone was speechless.