Prev
Ch. 146 / 146010%
Next

Chapter 146: Fierce Competition

~7 min read 1,260 words

"Hmm, this auction is exactly what I needed. If I can get it, seizing alien fire later will be much easier."

Xiao Yan, breathing a little hastily, stared at the pair of bat wings, gave a slight nod, and replied.

He also held great interest in this scroll that could let him fly in the sky like a Dou King.

Anyway, before his time in Black Horn Territory, he had received tens of millions of gold coins from the Mi Te Er Clan, so he had no shortage of money.

At the same time, he felt a slight regret in his heart.

If he could obtain it before the three-year pact begins.

Then he would have been able to fly into the sky to evade the energy shockwave generated by colliding combat techniques, and wouldn't have lost to Na Lan Yanran...

"This thing is interesting; I like it."

The young sect master of the Blood Sect fixed his gaze on the strange bat wings that seemed about to break free from a jade slip, murmuring softly.

"Young sect master, the final price of this Flying Combat Technique may exceed two million gold coins. If we squander that much, we might truly be unable to compete for the remaining items,"

"Hehe, so it's Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion. I didn't expect they also took part in that auction."

Outside, several voluptuous, slender figures curled up in the fluffy chairs, their supple waists as enticing as water snakes.

"Hmph, young master, I, Ben Duo Ye, can make it so easy for him to obtain that Thunder Bat Sky Wing."

"Indeed, those items are cheap."

Hearing Fan Ling's words, the elder beside him, whose face was equally pale, couldn't help but voice a low concern.

At that moment, Kang Qing also shouted a price, joining the competition.

The Mysterious Tier high-level Flying Combat Technique was specifically priced at two million gold coins.

Only those with nothing else to do would hand the Flying Combat Technique to some Battle Spirits and Junior Battle Masters.

Meanwhile, in the large hall, Lin Feng simply watched the auction scene in silence.

If that's the case, I could only be a quiet observer that time.

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, the senior sect master of the Blood Sect, Xiao Yan, shouted: "One million eight hundred thousand."

The moment the words fell, a bone‑deep seductive giggle lowered the price again.

Xiao Yan forced a strained smile and let out a hot hum, his grim gaze fixed on the alluring Elder Qing.

The elder hurriedly looked left and right, then hesitated.

"You have no say; Elder Luo will certainly be prudent."

Once you pass that village, that shop becomes hard to find.

He took a deep breath and immediately pushed the price to his limit: "Seven million eight hundred thousand!"

The current price of the Flying Combat Technique hasn't even slightly exceeded its base value.

He felt relieved that the teacher later secured it for him at such a low cost.

As the latter's bidding began, a Battle Spirit stepped forward and shouted.

Those who were initially a bit bewildered instantly lit up with fierce eyes upon hearing that the item could enable a weak Dou King of the Jin Tier to fly.

Our teacher later taught us such a modest alchemy technique, and with this seventh‑grade alchemy inheritance, even a single scroll of Flying Combat Technique is something I'm still very willing to give.

"Sigh..."

At the front, they still kept shouting: "Eight million!"

Since there were acquaintances around who needed it, I chose to auction off this scroll of Flying Combat Technique.

"One million seven hundred thousand."

Even Xiao Yan, who is not known for being wasteful, also began to mutter in his mind.

"Seven million seven hundred thousand!"

Thinking of that, Kang Qing laughed heartily: "Eight million seven hundred thousand."

When I can no longer get up, I'll think of a way to obtain Yan Luotian's Sky Goose Four-wing.

"Why the hurry?"

And the only people who might need the Flying Combat Technique are Xue Mei and Lin Fei with his seven male companions, far away in the Jia Ma Empire.

"Senior sect master Xiao Yan really is modest; he let that Thunder Bat Sky Wing go. Your Heavenly Snake Mansion is also quite interested, so apologies, two million!"

As for what I have, I don't have that many Dou Kings at my side.

That Flying Combat Technique is indeed scarce, and later auctions for it have also occurred.

Even those not blinded by profit would draw their weapons and rush to seize it.

Casting a sidelong glance at the elder, Fan Ling sneered: "Since my father has already made preparations, no matter who wins the auction, it will eventually end up in our hands, and then we can save a huge sum of money."

Xiao Yan's uninterested gaze fell on the scroll and the pair of wings, and he said lightly.

"Boring."

He fell silent for a moment, thinking of the scarcity of the Flying Combat Technique.

Later, they'll let us forge an even worse Flying Combat Technique...

"But that wouldn't be very safe, and if the news leaks, it would cause trouble."

Xiao Yan turned his head, instantly flaring with a slight anger, his hot, sharp voice snapping through his teeth: "Bastard! It's one thing for the Heavenly Snake Mansion to raid, but now a renowned elder also dares to snatch Ben Duo Ye's stuff. If that operation was that crucial, see if you can drain his entire blood mid‑way!"

Hearing that seductive voice, Xiao Yan's pale complexion shifted slightly, his gaze narrowing toward another corner of the auction hall.

The current price hasn't even exceeded one million, yet nobody has bought it.

Upon hearing that price, Fan Ling didn't immediately raise his bid, but instead began to contemplate.

Hearing Fan Ling's hesitant tone, some people's mouths twitched slightly.

The latter's action made Xiao Yan's gaze turn icy, and he continued shouting: "One million four hundred thousand."

Although he passed, he still shouted: "Seven million four hundred thousand!"

Although my money was taken by force, such extravagance still feels uncertain.

Hearing that price, Fan Ling narrowed their eyes slightly and thought to themselves.

Hehe, you all probably know how rare flying fighting techniques are nowadays, so after your discussion, that volume of Thunder Bat Heavenly Wings, if ranked by grade, should be considered a high-level Mysterious Tier flying fighting technique; therefore, its auction starting price has been set at one million gold coins, and now the auction is over.

But there's only one copy of that thing, and giving it to anyone would be bad, so I might as well just sell it.

Looking at the doubtful gazes from above, the auctioneer, spewing saliva, briefly explained the effects of the flying fighting technique again.

Although, before a specially made crossbow bolt was nailed into that person's back, the people in the venue could not be not many.

While Lin Feng was pondering, the auctioneer below smiled and said.

This Elder Qing of the Heavenly Snake Mansion glanced at Fan Ling, looking at the delighted Xiao Yan, with a hint of schadenfreude in their beautiful eyes.

But before that price was revealed, these scorching gazes inside the auction hall quickly added to Xu Shao.

"Is that person short on money? Even at such a low premium, they still bought."

Seeing that persuasion was effective, the old man called Elder Luo also could only helplessly sigh, shook their head, and said no more.

◈

End of Chapter

Prev
Ch. 146 / 146010%
Next
Prev
Ch. 146 / 146010%
Next