Chapter 832

100 million?

When people heard the price, the whole auction house immediately fell into a dead silence. No one spoke or gasped. Even ye Changkong, who was used to seeing big waves, was stunned.

The real price of a blue feather neon dress is about 4.5 million spirit stones, which can fetch a price of 5 million. Ye Changkong is satisfied and can make a net profit of 500000 spirit stones.

However, the price Chu Xingyun called out was too shocking. From five million spirit stones, the price was directly increased to 100 million spirit stones!

It's a twenty fold increase!

Ye Changkong has presided over the auction for many years, and he has never seen such a bid.

"100 million spirit stone, buy a five pattern King's ware, are you crazy?" The middle-aged woman screamed hysterically. Just now, she was going to raise the price to humiliate Chu Xingyun. Unexpectedly, Chu Xingyun directly called out the high price of 100 million spirit stone.

The cloud family was the commercial leader of the Qianwu Dynasty. It was rich and rich. But it was extremely difficult to come up with 100 million spirit stones. Fortunately, the strength of the cloud family master was not weak. Otherwise, he would have to live and die on the spot.

Among the people present, the most surprised person was Qian Yuxin. She was full of surprise and looked at Chu Xingyun, but she saw Chu Xingyun shrug her shoulders and said without any concern: "how much do I bid? What do you want to do with you? If you want to bid, just open your mouth. If you can't bid, shut up!"

"You..." The middle-aged beautiful woman was choked by Chu Xing's cloud. She did not have the arrogance and arrogance just now. Her eyes were wide, and she seemed to want to scold.

But at this time, the middle-aged lady glanced at qianyuxin, her eyes flashed with glimmer of light, and she said with sarcasm: "smile for Bo Hongyan, throw a million gold, and it's really moving. But the auction is not about talking about it. I think you're dressed in ordinary clothes, and you're mediocre. This is a hundred million spirit stone..."

The middle-aged woman did not believe that Chu Xingyun could produce 100 million spirit stones, but before she finished her words, Chu Xingyun gently waved his right hand and ten huge iron boxes appeared in front of the public.

Gee!

The iron box was opened at the same time. Suddenly, a bright silver light was shining. Inside the iron box, there was an ancient sword shaped coin with thumb length. On the ancient coin, there was also the ancestral pattern of wanjian Pavilion. It looked quite solemn.

"I heard that the cloud family is good at business. You should not be unfamiliar with the ten thousand sword coins?" Chu Xingyun took a look at the middle-aged beautiful woman, but she was a bit lazy and didn't care to explain too much.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman was even more angry and wanted to scream. However, she stopped the action and glared at Chu Xingyun and Qian Yuxin with her eyes. Finally, she said nothing and left the scene indignantly.

These sword shaped coins, named wanjian coins, were made by wanjian Pavilion and were specially used for trade and circulation. They were also engraved with the ancestral pattern of wanjian Pavilion. No one could copy them.

A ten thousand sword coin is equivalent to one hundred spirit stones.

A huge iron box can hold 100000 sword coins. In other words, ten huge iron boxes are one million ten thousand sword coins. If converted into spirit stones, they are 100 million spirit stones.

The middle-aged woman just wanted to mock Chu Xingyun. Unexpectedly, Chu Xingyun directly showed her financial resources and slapped her hard, leaving her speechless.

How can a middle-aged woman not be angry or leave the scene?

"One hundred million spirit stone, deal, this blue feather dress, will belong to this young Xia!" After the middle-aged woman left, the auction house fell into silence again. Ye Changkong quickly stood up to ease the embarrassment.

On hearing the speech, the crowd also came back to their senses one after another. The eyes of Chu Xingyun and Qian Yuxin changed greatly, and they were secretly guessing the identities of the two men.

A hundred million spirit stone, just for Bo Hongyan to smile, such financial resources, can't help but be too terrible, Zunwu City, when did such a terrible person appear?

Chu Xingyun reached out to take the blue feather neon dress and directly handed it to Qian Yuxin. He said, "I've bought this blue feather neon dress. It can't be returned. Take it."

Hearing this overbearing voice, qianyuxin suddenly felt unable to laugh or cry. She took a deep look at Chu Xingyun, and finally reached out to take over the blue feather colored dress.

"In fact, you don't have to ask for a price of 100 million spirit stone. According to my inference, if you raise the price to 6 million, it's almost enough." At the same time, she was surprised by Chu Xingyun's terrible financial resources.

"Just now that woman's eyes, too arrogant, I don't like, this 100 million spirit stone, as the export of evil gas." Chu Xingyun is still indifferent, completely without heartache.

It's natural that Chu Xingyun didn't pretend to look like this.

Wanjian coin, made by wanjian Pavilion, aims to control the trade and circulation of the eighteen dynasties, and to publicize the ruling sovereignty of wanjian Pavilion.

For the eighteen dynasties, the existence of ten thousand sword coins was equivalent to the spirit stone, but for Chu Xingyun, the leader of wanjian Pavilion, it was nothing but scrap metal and would not care at all.

As for his sudden purchase of blue feather neon clothes, the reason is very simple, just to repay Qian Yuxin's kindness at that time, that's all.

"Well?"

Chu Xingyun was absorbed in thinking. At this time, he felt two subtle breath diffuse over him, as if he were investigating him and qianyuxin.As soon as his eyes swept, Chu Xingyun saw that two dark figures were carefully hidden in the remote corner of the auction house. They were wearing heavy armor and carrying a long sword on their waist. They were obviously the people of the forbidden army.

Chu Xingyun's eyes were very secret. The two men did not know that their whereabouts had been exposed. However, he did not make a sound, let alone started. He just gave a faint smile and took back his eyes, as if he had never seen it.

After a while, the two men left Zuixian building. Chu Xingyun still did not sell. The old God was still sitting on the chair and looking at the auction table.

As for qianyuxin, she never found the existence of the two figures. Her attention was completely attracted by the blue feather and neon clothes in her hands, and she still hasn't recovered.

Time slowly elapses, imperceptibly, the bright moon has been suspended above the night dome, with the soft moonlight to illuminate the whole Zunwu city.

The auction is still going on, but Chu Xingyun has completely lost interest and stands up to leave here.

"Next, the article to be auctioned is the last thing of this auction. It is the scepter in front of me. It looks ordinary, but its rank is among the nine patterns King's wares." Ye Changkong's solemn voice sounded clearly on the auction platform.

Originally, Chu Xingyun had already stood up, his eyes subconsciously swept towards the auction table, his body suddenly trembled, and he stopped and returned to his seat.

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