Chapter 147: Six‑Grade Alchemy Insights

"Three million five hundred thousand! If you raise the price again, I'll concede."

Xiao Yan, whose mind is naturally not foolish, quickly guessed the other's intention, and after speaking, leaned back against the chair, closed his eyes, and rested his spirit.

As for Fan Ling, at this moment his heart also gradually swelled with threads of murderous intent.

After all, because of the former's reason, he spent an extra one million gold coins.

"Tch."

Fan Ling let out a low hum and no longer raised the price.

After all, if that Hei Yi Ren were telling the truth, wouldn't he become the sucker?

The auctioneer watched for a long while, and upon seeing these two suckers cease their contest,

immediately suppressed his joy, pointed at Xiao Yan, and shouted loudly, "Congratulations, you have won the Flying Combat Technique: Thunder Bat Sky Wing."

Seeing that the item was finally in his hands, the tension on Xiao Yan's face eased a bit.

After all, I still have to avenge the hundreds of the Xiao Family and, moreover, rescue my father from the Soul Hall.

Looking at the two people below the stage, Yao Chen saw through our combat Qi levels at a glance.

When she saw the opposite side sit, Wang Dan immediately smiled and asked.

However, in the lower hall, as the auctioneer announced the Flying Combat Technique,

Upon hearing Yao Chen's slightly proud voice, Wang An nodded, then rose, leapt a few times, and arrived at the secret room entrance.

Before retreating into the room, he saw a middle‑aged man sitting at a wooden table, waiting for the buyer to come down.

"Teacher, why don't you all give it a try as well?"

That seventh‑grade Fan Ling who can help someone break through to Combat King is truly of little value.

Suddenly, two Combat Kings flew in from one side of the hall and landed in front of the auction platform.

"Wow!"

Wang An took a scroll from outside his sleeve, placed it under the wooden table, and said, "Some Eight‑grade Alchemist Insights."

"Hehe, I'm just panicking. Those two weaklings are the Heavenly Envoys your pavilion master sent to guard the auction platform. As long as I do something out of line, we will intervene."

Upon hearing that this Supreme Pill cannot help one break through to Combat King, Wang An was also extremely interested in it.

After all, the fact that wealth becomes exposed is obvious, and everyone knows it, especially in the chaotic White Corner Domain.

Upon hearing that, a flash of surprise crossed Wang Dan's eyes.

"Ahem, sorry to keep you waiting. After your discussion, it has been decided that you are willing to trade the Supreme Pill to customer No. XX."

But thinking that sending the Heavenly Envoys directly to these students would be too harsh, he continued, "As for those inner‑court students, if we also listened to Zi Yan, we would know you need those medicinal materials, those things, which are probably still taken from outside the family… He told us that before the auction begins, you cannot trade with us elsewhere."

"I never thought anyone would try to exchange Eight‑grade Alchemist Insights for the Supreme Pill. Is it Master and disciple Ge Ke?"

Wang An gave the seat number to the latter, then took the item back and walked away in a roundabout way.

"These two are both Eight‑Star Combat Kings; it seems the upcoming items will certainly not be Heavenly Envoys."

"Please sit."

Upon hearing that, some people in front were slightly worried.

Before the auctioneer got the result, he shook the bell in his hand heavily a few times and whispered.

"Proceed."

"It's that guy again, you see I really want to die!"

Pang Sheng, after listening, quickly went to the bamboo tube, and threw the already‑prepared torn paper onto it…

Seeing the combat‑Qi winged forms behind those two, Xiao Yan couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion letting Combat Kings serve as guards is a rather modest effort."

Of course, that situation occurred under the few people present in the venue…

When everyone settled again, the auctioneer deliberately opened the wooden box under the table, revealing a green Ge Ke outside.

"Everyone, that Supreme Pill was formulated and refined by your pavilion master personally. Its grade is Seventh‑grade, low tier! It cannot be said that beyond Seventh‑grade Fan Ling, the value of that Ge Ke is only second to Yang Xiao Lu's Dou Ling Pill. Its effect is not to give a Combat Spirit at peak a 40‑something percent chance to break through to Combat King. Moreover, your Heavenly Treasure Pavilion has never allowed any Combat King to use this pill to break through to Combat King, so there is no need to worry about the pill's efficacy."

Seeing the white‑clothed person behind, who could produce such items, his face then regained a smile, and he said, "When the customer tells you the seat number, you cannot return to your seat and wait a moment; we will announce the result beforehand."

Even though these minor factions hadn't seen the auction item description, upon hearing the auctioneer's introduction and those words just now, their expressions remained unexcited.

Speaking, Yao Chen extracted a scroll from his soul‑binding ring and placed it into Wang An's hand.

"Hmm… do you have anything suitable beneath you to trade?"

When the Heavenly Snake Mansion, White Skull Tomb and other forces saw Wang An step forward, their gazes also lost something.

"Oh!"

He closed the lid, and the auctioneer stroked his beard, saying

After all, being able to sell an item worth around two million gold coins for a high price of three million five hundred thousand will certainly attract many customers.

Looking at the secret room entrance, which saw no one coming or going, Yao Chen let out a wry, melancholy smile.

Ge Ke quickly scribbled a few small characters under the paper, then placed it beside the wooden tube and pushed it out with combat Qi.

Wang An felt that beneath the palm hidden in the narrow white robe, an object resembling a scroll appeared, and he asked.

Because of these two's bidding, he not only earned over a million gold coins extra, but also spread the reputation of the Tianxuan City auction house.

If he could obtain that Fan Ling, it would likely save a lot of time.

Looking at the paper in his hand, Lin Feng also had no idea, but he quickly guessed the other's identity.

"Combat King!"

Although I have yet to cultivate to that level, I have also heard Yao Chen say that breaking from Dou Ling to Combat King, and from Combat Emperor to Dou Zong, are two small hurdles that cultivators find extremely hard to cross.

This treasure appraisal is a side duty of my treasure‑hunting department; since those items are too valuable, I can only handle it personally.

"Teacher, what is that?"

"May I ask, sir, what kind of item would you like to exchange for your Supreme Pill?"

"Eight‑grade Water‑elemental Demon Core, Azure Wood Immortal Vine, Ice‑Fire Dragon‑beard Fruit, Core‑Earth Fire Mushroom—are those all the ingredients required for the Earth Spirit Pill?"

He followed the auctioneer's gaze and saw that it was Ge Keqian; Xiao Yan slammed his palm hard on the seat armrest, speaking fiercely.

The appearance of these two Fighting Kings also made the crowd in the venue somewhat restless.

Just as the atmosphere in the venue turned strange, behind the auctioneer another item appeared — or rather, it should be said, a set of auction items.

"Hmm."

"Right, he'll just use that."

Wang An pulled up the narrow brim of his white robe a bit, then sat opposite Wang Dan.

Wang Dan pointed to the chair in front of the wooden table.

Looking at the somewhat panicked crowd on the stage, the auctioneer pressed his hands together and smiled.

Seeing the item appear below the auction floor, Wang An, who had just been delighted from obtaining the pill, suddenly became dazed and exclaimed.

As for Lin Feng above, he also looked down at the scene with a slight smile.

"You all must have also read the manual; the auction method for that Ge Ke item is barter. To win the bid, you can only bring out items you're interested in and trade them outside the secret room on the right side of the auction platform."

The item beneath me is of a higher grade, not lower, and it's also suitable.

"Yes."

After a moment's thought, he immediately said to Pang Sheng beside him: "Let's just take those eighth-tier alchemist's insights."

The insights for refining the initial eighth-tier Fan Ling are something you wrote when you were still an eighth-tier alchemist. That day, the master of the Treasure Pavilion was a seventh-tier alchemist; if I needed that thing...

Place the paper beneath the sheets inscribed with the eighth-tier water attribute magic core, Azure Wood Immortal Vine, Ice-Fire Dragon Beard Fruit, and many others.