The Beast Pets the World, the Almighty Summoner

"Everyone, please take a look clearly. This is a noble double-winged gryphon. It is very rare. It flies very fast and is a rare wind-type monster!" The host quickly explained when he saw that no one wanted it.

"Two intermediate ores!"

A subtle voice sounded, and everyone saw a girl, about fifteen years old, shouting in a low voice. The audience was noisy. She is a wind magic summoner, and she is also a level three, which is really rare!

"Is anyone still bidding on the two mid-level ores?"

The audience was quiet. There was no bidding, and Rufeng didn't bid either. It wasn't that she didn't like it, it was just that Wushuang said that this wind-type monster was not good and it didn't catch his eye, so don't!

Rufeng naturally agreed with Wushuang. He bought the third-level wind monster with two mid-level ores. The next item was a sword, bronze in color, with several holes on it. It seemed to be inlaid with diamonds or something, but

It's empty at the moment.

"This is a monarch sword. It has three holes punched in it, which can be inlaid with three monarch-level crystal stones. It is equivalent to having three monarch-level powers, and the auction price is three mid-level ores!"

"Five intermediate ores!"

"Six intermediate ores!"

"..."

"Thirty intermediate ores!"

The noise in the audience became louder and louder, and the number of bids reached more than thirty. Rufeng watched everything indifferently. Ye Dingtian looked at the scene on the stage and watched them bid, clenching his fists, but not saying a word.

"Dad, do you like it?"

Ye Dingtian looked slightly embarrassed, "I don't like it!"

His eyes glanced at the sword. Although he could not reach the Sovereign Sword immediately, he could reach it in his lifetime. For him, the Sovereign Sword was something he longed for.

"Dad, how much mid-level ore can a high-level ore cost?"

Rufeng asked carefully, his voice only heard by his father. Ye Dingtian looked at his daughter, "One hundred, what's wrong?"

Oh, then keep waiting!

The people in the audience were shouting for seventy mid-level ores. It was the eldest elder of the Ye family, who looked like he was bound to get it. Several other big families also gritted their teeth and continued to shout. When it reached eighty, only the Ye family was left.

Lao He and the head of the Lin family were already blushing and thick-necked.

"A high-grade ore!"

Rufeng said calmly, his voice was moderate, and all eyes were looking at her. The elders of the Ye family and the Lin family looked at her with doubts in their eyes. How could she have high-grade ore? Their family didn't have much.

How could she have?

Rufeng looked at everyone and looked at the host with a smile on his face, "Is that enough?"

Ye Dingtian pulled his daughter, and Rufeng magically took out a high-grade ore and put it in his hand. The head of the Ye family and the head of the Lin family, who originally wanted to say that she was cheating, looked at Ye Rufeng speechlessly, with disbelief on their faces.

"A high-grade ore, can it still be worth a high price?"

There was a dead silence in the audience. Who would give up a high-grade ore? They thought that high-grade ore was available everywhere!

"The monarch's sword belongs to this young lady!"

Rufeng nodded and watched the man bring the Monarch Sword over. Rufeng gave him the high-grade ore to complete the deal.

"Daddy gave it to you!"

Rufeng handed the Sovereign Sword to his father and continued to watch. Ye Dingtian was holding the Sovereign Sword with tears in his eyes.

"The third item is the rare Celestial Silkworm silver fringed robe in the world. The most important thing is that this robe is brand new and has been commissioned for auction. It can withstand emperor-level attacks. The starting price is 50 mid-level ores. The auction begins!"

Rufeng stared at the robe, the silver-white robe, very beautiful, not as good as...

The bidding in the audience was already in full swing, and the price had reached ninety intermediate-grade ores. Even so, the enthusiasm for the auction had not faded. After more than half an hour, one high-grade ore was called fifty intermediate-grade ores!

[Second update, everyone, please leave a message and use your few words to soothe Yaya’s fragile heart!]