Chapter 17 - A Stong Bidder!

Chapter 17 - A Stong Bidder!

Chapter 17 A Stong Bidder!

“Spirit Snake Sword, a mid-grade, Level 3 weapon. It was made by a Level 3 refiner, Master Qing Hong. The starting price is three hundred thousand gold coins.”

“three hundred and fifty thousand!”

“Four hundred thousand!”

“Five hundred thousand!”

As soon as the female auctioneer on the stage finished speaking, a series of bids rang out from within the auction house.

Regardless of whether it was weapons, medicinal pills, or cultivation techniques, in the Divine Profound Continent, they were divided into nine levels. The lowest was at Level 1, and the highest was Level 9. Among them, Level 1 corresponded to the Qi Condensation Realm, Level 2 corresponded to the Qi Foundation Realm, and Level 3 corresponded to the Soul Condensation Realm.

However, even so, the status and Reputation of refiners and alchemists were much higher than those of the same level.

For example, Qing Hong, the Level 3 equipment refiner mentioned by the auctioneer, was merely only a Level 3 equipment refiner, but even ordinary Nascent Soul experts had to treat him politely.

Although a mid-grade Level 3 weapon was not bad, it was only so-so. With Xuan Yi’s strength, the only weapons that could enter his eyes were at least a fourth level weapon. Thus, he wasn’t interested in the Spirit Snake Sword.

In the end, the Spirit Snake Sword was bought for eight hundred and eighty thousand gold coins.

Gold coins were the currency of this world. One hundred gold coins were enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a year. Therefore, the price of eighty thousand gold coins was already very high.

Xuan Yi wasn’t interested in the next few items, but he didn’t leave.

In the auction, the main events were usually held at the end, so Xuan Yi was not in a hurry.

Right now, the various powers in Vastsea City were eyeing them covetously. It could be imagined that once the Li Clan’s patriarch died, those enemies from the past would probably instantly kill them.

A week ago, Li Fei and Li Hao overheard that the City of Chaos’ auction house would auction a Spirit Fruit soon.

They immediately rushed over from Vastsea City.

Originally, they had come to try their luck. Who would have thought that the Spirit Fruit would appear!

With the Spirit Fruit, the Li Clan Patriarch, their father, would be saved!

Under normal circumstances, the price of the Spirit Fruit would not exceed three million gold coins. For this reason, the three of Li Clan’s had prepared more than seven million gold coins, and they could be said to be dead set on obtaining the Spirit Fruit!

The appearance of the Spirit Fruit caused the three of them to be extremely excited. However, just as they started bidding, a slightly hoarse voice slowly sounded out.

“1.1 Million gold coins. I’ll take this Spirit Fruit.”

His hoarse voice echoed throughout the auction house under the support of his spiritual power.

The terrifying pressure caused countless people to be unable to breathe. Especially those who tried to bid for the Spirit Fruit, their expressions were even more difficult to see.

The seemingly simple sentence was filled with a sense of threat.

In particular, the pressure that followed was filled with a warning!

Sure enough, after this person finished speaking, the entire auction house was extremely quiet, and no one dared to bid. There was nothing they could do about it. The pressure that that person emanated was too powerful, and it wasn’t something that they could afford to provoke. The other party even used a threat. It could be seen that even if they finally bid for the Spirit Fruit, they would probably not be able to leave the City of Chaos or even leave this auction house!

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1- ‘Like ants on a hot pot’ refers to someone or something, being in a state of feverish excitement.