Chapter 89: The big shot in Box No. 1? Raise the price!
The three-headed demon lord was a little curious at this moment.

With their saintly realm cultivation, they didn't notice anything wrong with the cauldron.

However, what King Qin Heng values ​​must not be some scrap metal.

The less they can perceive it, the more precious this treasure is.

And this kind of treasure is now priced in medium-grade spirit stones?

The three-headed demon saint now had an inexplicable sense of pleasure in their hearts as if they had found a bargain.

But the man with thick eyebrows was numb.

1200 medium-grade spirit stones. Even his entire fortune couldn't muster that much.

He looked down on the young man in black robe just now, but now he quoted this shocking price without even blinking an eye.

So powerful!
At this moment, a common saying came to his mind.

Snob.

"No. 690, bid 1200 medium-grade spirit stones!"

"No. 245, bid 1250 medium-grade spirit stones!"

"No. 690, bid 1800 medium-grade spirit stones!"

The fierceness of the price increase caused a lot of discussion in the hall.

"What the hell, so much added at once?"

"Who is the expert No. 690? Does anyone know him?"

"Hey, she's actually a beauty."

"Oh my god, it's true. It's no exaggeration to say that this beauty is stunning."

Not to mention the warriors who came to participate in the auction.

Even the experienced female auctioneer was shocked.

550 medium-grade spirit stones were added at once?
This is no small sum.

No one's money comes from the wind. If you add money randomly like this, it is very likely that your final bid will exceed the limit.

And the most important thing is, No. 690, this is the participant in the ordinary seat.

Is it to express determination and scare off other competitors in one fell swoop?

The female auctioneer guessed secretly in her heart.

Sometimes the more this happens, the more it shows that the bidder lacks confidence.

He wanted to scare away those who had ideas about the red square tripod by raising the price significantly.

Perhaps the entire fortune of No. 690 is these 1800 medium-grade spirit stones.

But it’s really good at this price.

This is almost the real market price of this red square tripod.

"No. 690, bid 1800 mid-grade spirit stones at a time!"

"No. 690, bid 1800 medium-grade spirit stones twice!"

It seems that No. 690 has been taken down.

The female auctioneer thought to herself.

However, at this moment, a line of text suddenly appeared on the bidding energy screen.

The entire auction hall was in an uproar.

The female auctioneer's pupils widened as she read out the words quickly.

"No. 1, bid 2000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

1 this serial number.

This shows that the visitors must have been issued invitations.

He is a real big shot in Montenegro who possesses tremendous power.

Since a big shot of this level has set his eyes on this thing and chosen to bid for it, it is estimated that auctioneer No. 690 has no hope.

"Box No. 1 should be the son of the great general who guards the country." The female auctioneer took a look at the box numbered 1 on the second floor and thought to herself.

at the same time.

In Box 1.

A young man with a pale face and luxurious clothes was lying on a recliner.

Two maids, scantily clad, were massaging his waist and legs.

In front of it was the auction hall manifesting light and shadow.

So uncomfortable.

The treatment and enjoyment in this box is indeed a world apart from that of Qin Heng's seat in the hall.

"Uncle Xiang, I'll give you this red tripod if you take a picture of it."

"It just so happens that you are missing a binding magic weapon."

The elegant young man spoke lazily, which made the white-haired old man standing next to him flattered. "Sir, this, this, this... this is too expensive. I can't afford it."

2000 medium-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 20 high-grade spirit stones.

For someone like him who has just entered the Martial King level, he has to spend half of his wealth.

Not to mention, he was able to break through to the first level of Martial King realm thanks to the young man’s father.

The elixir reward from Han Bu, the great general of Montenegro.

The elegant young man Han Xiaoli waved his hand and said, "Xiang Bo, you have been following my father since he was a humble man."

"Great contribution."

“Now that our Han family has developed, how could we forget you?”

"We are family, so let's not talk about different things. Consider this treasure as my gift to congratulate you on your successful breakthrough to the Martial King realm."

in fact.

The plan of giving treasure as a gift was already arranged by Han Xiaoli's father, General Han Bu, before he came.

The purpose was to make Xiang Sanhe more submissive to his son.

The way to control people sometimes requires a bit of show.

After all, Han Xiaoli's shortcoming of being addicted to alcohol and sex made Han Bu very dissatisfied.

But his son has a high talent in martial arts, and he handles things quite well in his daily life, so he still needs to be trained as a priority.

"Young Master." Xiang Sanhe was deeply moved.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would protect Master Han's life at all costs.

I will go through fire and water for you!

"Yeah." Looking at Xiang Sanhe's moved reaction, Han Xiaoli nodded with satisfaction.

2000 medium-grade spirit stones.

It is really expensive to win people's hearts.

However, if it is converted into a martial king-level master guarding by your side with all his heart and protecting you.

That's worth it.

"No. 690, bid 2500 medium-grade spirit stones!"

Just then, there was a sudden bidding sound.

Han Xiaoli, who had been confident, suddenly sat up with a look of disbelief.

"How can it be!"

1800 medium-grade spirit stones are almost the real market price of this scarlet square tripod.

On this basis, he added another 200 yuan.

And the most important thing is that anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the one who is qualified to stay in Box No. 1 must be a powerful official of the time.

Would you rather exceed the premium than compete?

In addition to the low success rate, it is also easy to make enemies.

No one in their right mind would do that.

This guy even directly added 500 medium-grade spirit stones. If this wasn't a provocation, what was he saying about having a lot of spirit stones?
"Okay, okay." Han Xiaoli laughed in anger.

"How dare you, little bastard, play with me like this? You really don't know how to live or die."

Immediately, Han Xiaoli added 300 medium-grade spirit stones to the quotation and entered the number 2800.

Xiang Sanhe on the side kept shaking his head.

"Forget it, sir. This is already far beyond the market price of the treasure. It's not worth it."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Han Xiaoli waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, Uncle Xiang."

"I told you I would give you this red square tripod as a gift today, so I must give it to you."

"No matter how much the bid is, we must win it!"

"I just don't believe it. How many spirit stones can a poor fellow sitting in the hall afford to fight me?"

"Are you qualified?"

Han Xiaoli said viciously.

Now, it is no longer simply a matter of winning people’s hearts and minds.

He must have this face!

Anything that I, Han Xiaoli, set my eyes on will never escape from my grasp!

The son of this great general had a sinister look in his eyes.

The two maids beside them trembled.

But they knew that this young man would do something abnormal if he was in a bad mood.

(End of this chapter)