Chapter 149: A Ten-Million Sky-High Price

As the auctioneer shook the bell in his hand and announced the start of bidding, the crowd below immediately blushed and their ears turned red.

Since this fighting technique volume has no attribute restrictions, anyone with some means participated in the auction.

And the atmosphere in the auction hall had entered its most heated climax.

Even those major powers up front lowered their stature at this moment and joined the crowd in shouting bids.

The price of the Crack Bone Nether Claw quickly surged to over six million.

However, in less than a minute, it rose again to over eight million.

The rapidly rising price, after nearly half an hour of frenzied bidding, finally began to wind down.

At this point, the price of the Crack Bone Nether Claw had risen to a staggering 9.6 million.

After another round of bidding, the Crack Bone Nether Claw was finally snapped up by the Black Skull Tomb for just over ten million.

Seeing this, Lin Feng also nodded in satisfaction.

Because the Heijiaoyu mainly deals in shady goods, the auction house's handling fees here are also much higher than those of other empires.

This auction of an Earth-tier fighting technique earned their Heavenly Treasure Pavilion over a million gold coins, which counts as a decent income.

Because he spends huge amounts of gold coins gathering various medicinal ingredients, prescriptions, and other needed items.

Therefore, he still has a great demand for gold coins.

Of course, he could also pay with pills, but that would create too great a demand for pills.

Just refining pills every day would exhaust him to death.

Therefore, he would never do such a foolish thing...

As the Earth-tier fighting technique was withdrawn, the two Fighting Kings standing before the auction stage suddenly heightened their vigilance by another level.

Moreover, Lin Feng had earlier arranged for the Security Department Chief Niu Tuo, lurking in the shadows, and another four-star Fighting King to also appear quietly in a dark corner of the second floor.

As long as anyone dared to snatch something, they would swarm up and deal with the intruder.

"Tsk tsk, the auction hall suddenly has many hidden auras; it seems there is a one-star Fighting King and a four-star Fighting King somewhere on the second floor—looks like this Heavenly Treasure Pavilion is rather uneasy."

Sensing the sudden aura, Yao Lao's voice suddenly echoed in Xiao Yan's mind.

Hearing that, Xiao Yan exclaimed in surprise, "That would mean the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion has deployed four Fighting Kings just for this auction!"

"No, the person who spoke with you in the secret chamber earlier is a six-star Fighting King."

Hearing the former's words, Yao Chen slowly said.

"Tsk tsk, relying solely on these Fighting Kings, if they were in the Jia Ma Empire, they would already surpass the three great clans."

Hearing Yao Chen's words, Xiao Yan smacked his lips and said.

While Xiao Yan and his master were talking, a palm-sized cold jade small box slowly rose from below onto the wooden table before the auctioneer.

And after the white small box appeared, although far away, the crowd below could still clearly see the faint white chill emanating from the cold jade box.

"Hey, this is top-grade cold jade; given its chill-preserving effect just now, this finale item must truly be a seventh-rank pill."

Yao Chen, being an eighth-rank peak alchemist, is naturally very familiar with pill preservation methods.

Upon seeing the preservation method of that cold jade small box, he immediately knew the grade of the pill inside.

However, the longer he stared at the small box, the more familiar it felt...

With the appearance of that cold jade box, all the forces before the auction straightened up abruptly.

Their eyes, filled with undisguised greed, fixed firmly on the cold jade box on the stage.

The auctioneer paid no extra attention to this greedy gaze he had seen countless times.

He simply extended his somewhat withered hand, slightly trembling, and lifted the lid of the small box on the auction table.

Instantly, a burst of golden light shot out.

This sudden golden light directly illuminated the spacious auction hall, making it bright and clear.

Some caught off guard even involuntarily closed their eyes, which felt sore from the glare.

At this moment, inside the cold jade box lay a golden pill the size of a longan, resting peacefully.

The pill's surface was extremely smooth, with two strands of golden qi swirling indeterminately inside.

A faint dragon's roar, transmitted through the air's vibrations, slowly spread outward.

It caused some weaker individuals below to have their souls involuntarily tremble under this dragon's might.

Gazing at the pill's interior where the pill qi condensed into a dragon shape, many alchemists below who had been drawn by the seventh-rank pill couldn't help but begin to tremble.

On their faces, nothing could hide the shock.

The condensation of pill qi into a spirit is a phenomenon possessed only by pills of seventh rank or higher!

Amid the faint, intermittent dragon's roar, the vast auction hall fell into a deathly silence.

"Yin Yang Profound Dragon Pill?! I never expected that bastard's alchemist to have risen to this level."

A gloomy voice suddenly rang out in Xiao Yan's mind.

Hearing that address, Xiao Yan was slightly startled, then quickly reacted.

"Only Han Feng could make my master address him that way, somehow finding it hard to believe: 'Master, how do you know that pill was refined by Han Feng?'"

Yao Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Because the formula for that Yin Yang Profound Dragon Pill is one I created... In the entire Fighting Qi Continent, only two people are capable of refining such a pill: me, and besides him, there is no one else."

"Wait, Master, could Han Feng possibly be at this auction? If so, we should withdraw first."

Xiao Yan suddenly thought of this possibility and spoke urgently.

Hearing that, Yao Chen chuckled lightly, "No rush; if he were here, I would have noticed already—we can talk after the auction ends."

"Hmm..."

Having heard this, Xiao Yan gradually calmed down and continued to gaze at the Yin Yang Dragon Profound Pill being expounded upon by the auctioneer in an endless stream.

Below, rows of scarlet eyes, with hurried breaths, stared fixedly at that golden-yellow pill.

Even major powers like the Blood Sect and Black Skull Tomb have never seen a pill of this rank before, let alone others.

And now, that high-grade elixir that existed only in rumors actually appeared before their eyes—how could they not be excited and lose composure?

Especially after hearing that someone had used this elixir to advance to Fighting Sovereign, the atmosphere in the venue became even more frenzied.

Who wouldn't yearn for such an invincible powerhouse on the Northwest Continent?

Seeing the atmosphere created by the Yin Yang Mystic Dragon Elixir, the auctioneer finally smiled with satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below.

Finally, his gaze settled on the major power seated in the front rows; he knew these were the formidable contenders for the Yin Yang Mystic Dragon Elixir.

"Cut the nonsense, bid."

Having listened to the auctioneer's boasting for so long, Fan Ling, who had suffered two consecutive losses and was already in a bad mood, now impatiently furrowed his brows and snapped in a cold voice.