Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"It's a competition. I'm afraid you won't succeed. I'll pay 6.4 million."

"You two should stop arguing. According to my guess, the final transaction price of this puppet will definitely not be less than eight million spiritual stones. Do you two think you have the financial resources? Hehe, I also want to join in the fun. , I will pay 6.45 million!”

"What Fellow Daoist Mo said is true. This puppet can't be bought for more than 6 million. You'd better prepare enough spiritual stones to challenge. I'll offer 6.5 million."

"You guys talk a lot of nonsense. If you want a puppet, just bid directly. Don't talk nonsense. I'll pay 6.55 million!"

"I'll pay 6.6 million!"

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As the bidding continued, the price soon climbed to 7.4 million.

At this moment, only the last eight people were still bidding.

However, among these eight people, there are actually people with special status such as the old man surnamed Di, the man surnamed Han, and Fairy Qilan.

When Wu Fan saw this, he decided not to wait, because bidding in advance would at least not be directed at a specific person, so he wouldn't offend anyone to death.

Although the person who persists to the end will definitely hold a grudge, considering that Wu Fan was the first person to start bidding, he will not hate him to the point of death.

He would choose to do this, but there was really no other way. In order not to offend these high-status people, there was no other way now.

"Seven million six hundred thousand!"

Wu Fan didn't want to be nagging, so he raised the price by 200,000 yuan as soon as he opened his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire second floor suddenly became silent.

At the same time, everyone in the entire hall also looked over in unison!

Everyone wanted to tell who it was from the sound. He actually had such financial resources that he raised the price by 200,000 yuan the first time he opened the door.

Even people who practice the secret technique of spiritual eyes can directly use their magical powers to look into Wu Fan's house through the formation.

But it's a pity that no one knows who he is, no matter from his voice or appearance.

There were obvious doubts in these people's eyes, but no one said anything.

In fact, Wu Fan had already changed his appearance when he came to the auction. Now he looks like a middle-aged burly man.

Therefore, it makes sense that these people don't recognize him. Of course, even if he doesn't change his appearance, no one will recognize him.

After a while, three people directly chose to quit! The remaining five people started bidding again.

And these five people, without exception, are all people of great status, including the old man surnamed Di, the man surnamed Han, and Fairy Qilan.

The status of the other two people is also quite high. They are actually late-stage Jindan monks from large overseas sects.

"I bid 7.65 million! If anyone bids higher than me, then I will quit."

The old man surnamed Di said indifferently and closed his eyes.

In fact, for him, this puppet is simply dispensable. Because as a sword cultivator, the only thing he trusts most is the sword in his hand.

As for his previous bid to rob, he had the same idea as Wu Fan, that is, after entering the secret realm, if he accidentally broke into a dangerous place, he could use a puppet to explore it.

Of course, it is undeniable that if he has this puppet in hand, even his strength will be improved to a higher level.

But if the price exceeds his expectations, then he will give up decisively, because even without this puppet, he is not afraid of anyone.

"Then I am also bidding once. If there is a higher bid than mine, I will give up, 7.7 million."

Fairy Qilan smiled sweetly and decided not to earn any more!

"I'm really sorry, Fairy Qilan. My cultivation level is low and I can't compare with you. This puppet is very helpful to me. I'll pay 7.75 million."

The man named Han from Xingji Palace chuckled lightly and immediately followed the price again.

After hearing this, Fairy Qilan closed her eyes and did not reply.

"Hey, sir, I am determined to get this puppet, so I have no choice but to apologize to Fellow Daoist Han. I will pay 7.8 million."

In a room, a stern-looking young man laughed strangely.

This person looks very evil, his face is as white as white paper, and his eyes are slender. There is a striking red mole between the eyebrows, thin and purple lips, a faint yin energy exuding from his body, and he is wearing a black robe.

If you put aside these features on his face, this person is actually quite handsome, and his cultivation level is also surprisingly powerful. Judging from the aura emanating from his body, he is actually no less than the old man named Di.

"Master Devil May Cry has long been a famous late-stage monk. His strength has been well known overseas. I think this puppet is no match for you, so why do you have to fight with me for this puppet?"

The man surnamed Han looked very calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not. His words were extremely polite. It was not clear whether he was afraid of this person so he said so.

"Hey, what Daoist Han said is wrong. Who doesn't want to add some strength to himself? Besides, it's also good to use this puppet to explore some dangerous places."

The man named Devil Cry laughed sinisterly, and listening to his words, it was clear that he had no intention of giving up.

The man surnamed Han said nothing after hearing this, but then another voice came out.

"I offer 7.85 million!"

The bidder was the last of the five. He was an unusually burly middle-aged man. He wore a set of blood-colored armor and looked indestructible.

His face and hair were also blood red, and he looked very strange. Even his pupils were flashing red light.

There was a faint blood aura emanating from this person, but it was strangely mixed with a trace of demonic energy. It was unknown what kind of martial arts he practiced, but his cultivation was extremely high. Judging from his aura, he was also a person who was no less than the old man surnamed Di.

"Hmph, Leng Tianjun, what do you mean? Are you going to be my enemy in this Xingsha Islands?"

Ghost Cry turned his head and looked at a room, snorting coldly with a flash of cold light in his eyes.

"Hehe, I don't have the leisure time. You, Ghost Cry, are not qualified to be my enemy. I am just very interested in this puppet."

The burly man sneered, as if he looked down on Ghost Cry, and was not scared by his words at all.

"Hmph, Leng Tianjun, you don't have to provoke me with words. When I return to overseas, I will challenge you. As for today, let's compare who has more spirit stones and see who will get the puppet in the end."

Ghost Cry's chest was heaving up and down, obviously very angry, but he endured it, snorted coldly and said something cruel.

"Okay, I'm not afraid of you, then let's compete."

The burly man's eyes flashed red, and he chuckled nonchalantly.

Just as the two were arguing, a voice came out lightly!

"I'll pay eight million!"

Wu Fan took a look at the room of the two people in the house, so he directly raised the price by 150,000 and decided to take the puppet as quickly as possible.