Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

A short episode ended, and the auction officially began with the sound of a clear gong.

Today's auctioneer is a beautiful and dignified woman, Yan Bingqiao, the chief auctioneer of the Silver Moon Island Auction.

She wore a dark green long skirt, showing her exquisite and graceful figure to the fullest, charming but not coquettish.

The heels made a crisp "click" sound on the ground, and the slender white calves exposed under the skirt made many men swallow their saliva secretly, thinking that if they could have such a beautiful woman, it would be worth dying for.

Yan Bingqiao walked in front, followed by two beautiful maids, one holding a tray and the other holding a weighing rod.

She bowed to everyone present, and the moment she bent down, the surging waves in her chest were about to burst out.

"I am the auctioneer of this auction, Yan Bingqiao. I will not say anything more. Let's go straight to the first item of today."

The two maids behind her stepped forward consciously, and one of them lifted the red cloth on the tray with a weighing rod.

Yan Bingqiao said at the right time: "The first item of today is the egg of the frozen black tortoise."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of people sucking in cold air below.

"Oh my god, the first item is actually the egg of the Ice Turtle. This is an extremely rare beast."

"It is worthy of being the Putian Chamber of Commerce. The first treasure launched is enough to make other auctions the finale."

Yan Bingqiao was very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd, and continued to introduce with a smile: "The Ice Turtle has extraordinary magical powers, is good at chaos, knows the past and the present, and has insight into people, ghosts, gods and demons. It can avoid disasters and seek good fortune."

"The king's aura, the embodiment of auspiciousness, symbolizes the meaning of blessing."

"Honest, cute and loyal, with strong blood. Once hatched, it can be comparable to the Xuanwang realm, or even higher."

"With careful cultivation and feeding in the future, the potential is immeasurable. Buying this Ice Turtle's egg is equivalent to cultivating a guardian beast, or a companion mount."

"The starting price is one million spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than 50,000, and there is no upper limit."

"The auction starts now!"

Dong.

As Yan Bingqiao's hammer fell, someone immediately raised his hand and shouted: "One million and two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

The cultivator who was about to bid twitched his eyes and thought that this person was sick. He raised 200,000 spirit stones in one breath. Was he too much and had nowhere to spend it?

The first bid alone persuaded more than half of the people present to withdraw.

One million and two hundred thousand spirit stones, this number may not make sense when you say it, but if converted into the daily needs of a sect, so many spirit stones are enough to support an ordinary sect for several years.

The casual cultivators present had no background and no backing, and the number of people who could take out so many spirit stones could be counted on one hand.

"I'll bid one million and two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Immediately, someone was unwilling to be outdone and raised the price.

This is the Ice Turtle. No matter what, the other party can't take it away at this price.

"I'll bid 1.3 million."

"I'll bid 1.4 million!"

The competition became more and more intense, and all the bidders were so eager that they couldn't satisfy them by raising the price by 50,000 or 50,000. Later, they raised the price by 100,000 or 100,000. Sometimes, they even raised the price to 300,000 without blinking.

In a blink of an eye, the starting price of the Ice-Condensing Black Turtle Beast Egg, which was 1 million spiritual stones, had been hyped up to a sky-high price of 3.7 million spiritual stones.

From the moment the amount exceeded 2 million spiritual stones, there were no second-rate forces among the bidders, and even some first-rate forces chose to give up, intending to save some spiritual stones to see what good treasures would come later.

Although the Ice-Condensing Black Turtle was good, they were short of money and could only sigh in despair.

In the end, the Ice-Condensing Black Turtle Beast Egg was taken away by the people of the Inverted Palace at a high price of 4 million spiritual stones, and the last bidder was the contemporary saint of the Inverted Palace, Linghu Jingyun.

Speaking of which, Li Guanhai had met her several times.

Yan Bingqiao smiled like a flower. She had expected that this ice-condensed black turtle egg would be very popular, but she didn't expect it to be so popular, and the transaction price was far beyond her expectations.

The higher the transaction amount, the higher the commission, service fee, and storage fee that Putian Chamber of Commerce would take.

And she would also receive generous rewards from the Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, a scornful laugh came from the private room of the Ancient Dragon Clan: "Ha, a group of rural villagers who have never seen anything strange are fighting for a strange beast. It's ridiculous."

The person who spoke was naturally Ao Wuji.

Everyone also heard his voice, and all of them were angry and shouted and scolded.

"Bah, I think you are jealous because you can't eat grapes."

"That's right, it's easy to talk, if you are so powerful, why didn't you bid just now? You waited until the end to speak out, you are the one who is ridiculous, right?"

"Don't pretend to be a big shot if you don't have spirit stones."

The sarcasm came one after another, and finally only a faint laugh came from the private room on the second floor: "Hehe, chickens and pottery dogs."

The cultivators were furious and were about to argue again, but were interrupted by Yan Bingqiao: "Everyone, don't be angry, the auction is more important than venting personal anger, what do you think?"

She knew that if they were allowed to continue arguing like this, things would never end, so she made a prompt decision and stopped everyone.

"Next, please bring out the second item of the auction today."

As Yan Bingqiao finished speaking, two maids came out pushing a uniquely shaped cart. On the cart was a transparent exhibition box. Inside the box was a small jar filled with a small amount of pale blue liquid, which was very viscous and would flow irregularly.

The eyes of the guests present were shining, and a pair of eyeballs were fixed on the ancient jar in the exhibition box.

According to the auction book, this second lot was one of the three divine objects in the promotion.

They were very curious. Even the extremely rare ice-condensing black turtle eggs were not considered divine objects. How incredible was this so-called divine object?

Yan Bingqiao introduced: "This thing is called Hun Tian Xian Juice. It is produced under the ten thousand feet cold abyss in the bitter cold land of the extreme north. It has been condensed with the essence of the sun and the moon and the air of the earth for tens of millions of years. One drop can make a person reborn."

"If the Hun Tian Xian Juice is sprinkled on the mountains and fields, all the herbs can turn into Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng. If it is sprinkled into rivers and lakes, fish can turn into dragons without jumping into the Dragon Gate after eating it."

"This thing can turn stones into gold and turn decay into magic."

"There is a total of one catty and seven taels of Hun Tian Xian Juice in the ancient altar. The starting price is 17 million spirit stones. Each bid cannot be less than 200,000 spirit stones. Now start bidding."

The starting price is 17 million spirit stones. Just one sentence discouraged 90% of the cultivators present.

But even with such an astronomical figure, the moment Yan Bingqiao's voice fell, a wave of bidding immediately broke out below, one wave higher than the other.

These people who bid are all elders of the Taoist sect, with high positions and power, and are qualified to use the resources and spirit stones of the sect.

"I'll offer 17.4 million spiritual stones!"

"I'll offer 18 million spiritual stones."

"I'll offer 20 million!"

The monks lying flat watched the big guys bidding, and they all slumped in their chairs like wooden chickens, feeling that their worldview had been refreshed.

Where did they get so many spiritual stones?

"25 million spiritual stones."

This voice came from the private room on the second floor. The person who made the bid was Zhou Yi, the chief elder of Beiwu Sword Domain.

The auction house suddenly became quiet.

Yan Bingqiao's voice followed: "Beiwu Sword Domain bids 25 million spiritual stones. Is there a higher price than this?"

No one responded.

Dong.

The auction hammer fell.

"25 million spiritual stones for the first time."

Dong.

"25 million spiritual stones for the second time."

Yan Bingqiao raised the auction hammer and was about to make the final decision when a lazy voice came from the private room on the other side of the second floor.

"I'll offer 30 million."

The cultivators looked in the direction of the voice, and their faces all changed.

Ao Wuji made his offer.