Martial Way of the Heavens

After looking at Qin Chu's ten storage rings, the attendant of the auction house stopped looking, because Qin Chu's ten storage rings contained tens of millions of top-grade spiritual stones, which reached the highest standard of Wanbao Pavilion VIPs, and there was no need to Check it out.

This is also the rule of Wanbao Pavilion. With tens of millions of spiritual stones as a guarantee, Wanbao Pavilion will not worry about random bidding. If you can't afford it, then I'm sorry, you can't leave. The tens of millions of spiritual stones you carry will be enough to make any compensation. .

"Sir, do you need to change seats?" The attendant bowed to Qin Chu. He did not expect that there was a big shot hidden among the bidders on the first floor.

Qin Chu shook his head, took back his storage ring and sat down.

The attendant left and whispered to the old man who was hosting the auction.

The old man in charge of the auction in the auction house looked up at Qin Chu, and then nodded. He was carrying tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones with him, so his background was certainly not simple.

At this time, the auction of Blood Spirit Ginseng continued. An auctioneer on the third floor shouted for three million. At this time, no bidders on the first and second floors bid, because the price of three million was indeed too high. It exceeded It's beyond their endurance range, and the Imperial Blood Spirit Ginseng is a good thing, but for them, it's not as cost-effective as buying weapons and secret treasures.

four million!

Qin Chu spoke.

"There are still people who don't know their own level. Lower-class people are lower-class people. Five million!" Mo Haibo from the top said, speaking very cheaply and arrogantly, as if he dominated the price trend of the auction house. .

"Eight million!" Qin Chu directly raised the price to three million. For him, the Blood Spirit Ginseng was worth the price.

"You want to die!" Mo Haibo came out of the private room. He was very angry. He didn't care if the price was small. He bought the Blood Spirit Ginseng for five million and it was not a loss. But for the price of eight million, he was already very angry. Uncomfortable.

"Are you furious? Haha! I also want you to be a low-class person. Come on, bid!" Qin Chu waved his right hand and asked Mo Haibo to continue bidding.

Mo Haibo looked at Qin Chu with murderous intent in his eyes. In the Sword Control Sect area, who would dare not give him Mo Haibo three points of noodles? But now Qin Chu was going to slap him in the face.

After glaring at Qin Chu, Mo Haibo offered 8.5 million.

"Ten million!" As soon as Mo Haibo finished speaking, Qin Chu directly increased the price. Now he is really rich and willful, because the best spiritual stones are just numbers to him.

The entire audience was silent, because now it was not just a matter of bidding, but someone who did not give Mo Haibo face.

"Do you know the consequences?" Mo Haibo glared at Qin Chu.

"What consequences? There are no consequences. I am just spending some spiritual stones to let you feel the inferior person in your mouth. If you don't want to be an inferior person, then make an offer. If you offer a few million more, maybe I won't fight. , it is more worthwhile for you to spend tens of millions to buy someone who is not an inferior person." Qin Chu's words were relatively calm.

Mo Haibo could see that Qin Chu just refused to give him face, but if the price was increased and Qin Chu gave up the bidding, then he would suffer a big loss. With tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones, he would not be able to return to the Sword Control Sect. Account.

"It's time for the auction to continue. Let this stupid guy choose whether to be a low-class person or not." Qin Chu sat down, and before sitting down, he still said something to Mo Haibo.

Mo Haibo didn't say anything. Now he could only give up because the price at this time was no longer acceptable to him.

After the auction was over, Qin Chu took out tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones, identified the Blood Spirit Ginseng and put them away. The auction house's auction was open and transparent, and everything was done openly.

Yunhua and Ling Lie were very excited because Qin Chu felt comfortable doing this.

"If you two need anything, just ask!" Qin Chu said to Yunhua and Ling Lie.

Yun Hua and Ling Lie both said that they had nothing needed, because they had weapons and secret treasures, and Qin Chu also provided them with pills to assist in cultivation.

The auction was still going on. When a long sword appeared, Mo Haibo took action and bid again because this long sword at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Emperor Realm was very rare.

Mo Haibo made a bid, and Qin Chu followed suit. Mo Haibo had a strong desire for this long sword, so naturally he couldn't let it go smoothly.

The price was quickly raised to seven million, and it was Mo Haibo who offered it.

This situation let Qin Chu know that the cultivators in the Zhonghuang Qingtian Territory were wealthy, and Mo Haibo spent millions of top-quality spiritual stones to shoot things, but it didn't seem to hurt.

"Nine million! If you want to be a low-class person, I'll let you be enough." After bidding nine million, Qin Chu looked at Mo Haibo and said provocatively.

"Damn it, 10 million!" After scolding, Mo Haibo raised the price again. He lost the competition in the Blood Spirit Ginseng, and now he can't lose again.

"Haha! It's yours. I'm not interested in this thing. I don't know if you are a low-class person, but you must be mentally retarded." After Mo Haibo made the bid, Qin Chu sat down. This long sword Qin Chu didn't have at all. If you want, just try to trick Mo Haibo.

Mo Haibo's eyes were red with anger. How could he not know at this moment that Qin Chu was playing tricks on him, but so what? He paid the price, so he had to bear it. Although Wanbao Pavilion was within the territory of the Sword Controlling Sect, it was not a force under the Sword Controlling Sect. His status as a direct descendant of the Sword Controlling Sect was not so easy to use.

After paying tens of millions of spirit stones, Mo Haibo put away his long sword in depression. He stared at Qin Chu's position with murderous intent in his eyes. He must catch Qin Chu and kill Qin Chu, so that the blood spirit on Qin Chu's body The ginseng and spirit stones belong to him.

The auction is still going on. Qin Chu, Yunhua, and Ling Lie are very excited. If you are a bitch, you have to trick me. You can talk about low-class people in your mouth. If you don't trick me, who will you trick?

In the next auction, as long as Mo Haibo bids, Qin Chu will increase the price. Qin Chu's meaning is very clear, that is, if you don't want to wait for others, then you will offer the best spiritual stone to settle the matter. Mo Haibo is very angry. Besides, He was used to being arrogant and domineering, and he didn't want to be labeled as a low-class person by Qin Chu, so he kept bidding. Mo Haibo spent a lot of spiritual stones over and over again. Every time he opened his mouth, it cost a million, which made him very painful.

Qin Chu and the others drank the tea brought by the attendants as a pastime, and they treated it as a pastime for the protagonists.

The auction came to an end. When the old man in charge of the auction house introduced the last lot, Qin Chu's eyes twitched under his mask. It was an ancient elixir, the Tribulation Elixir Pill! It is an elixir that assists practitioners in the quasi-emperor realm to break through the imperial realm. This thing is powerful.

The auction started, and the starting price was three million. The cultivators on the first floor were killed immediately and were not even qualified to bid. Of course, Qin Chu was an exception.

The price skyrocketed, reaching five million. At this time, Mo Haibo, who had been struggling with whether to be a low-class person or not, stood up and shouted out seven million.

"Ten million, if you don't want to be a low-class person, then you have to bleed!" Qin Chu shouted out the price.

"Eleven million." Another top bidder said. The Tribulation Pill is too important. Eleven million is definitely worth the money.

"Twelve million!" Mo Haibo spoke again.

"If you're angry, I'll hit you with fifteen million!" Qin Chu waved his hand.

"You want to die?" Mo Haibo exploded.

"Call your sister, get down if you don't have money!" Ling Lie's mouth was also very mean.