"Hm?"
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Jian Changfeng was greatly puzzled. He immediately turned around and looked behind him.
With that glance, he happened to see Tu He staring at him with a face full of resentment.
When Tu He sensed that gaze, he tactfully lowered his head.
"You don't need to bother with him. He's as good as dead."
Jian Changfeng spoke calmly, then quietly waited for this auction to end.
Ye Lin held the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, carrying an indescribable air about him.
The bidding for the Seven-Colored Lotus had already reached thirty million Supreme Immortal Stones. These people seemed rather wealthy—perfect. He could take this opportunity to rob them all.
The resources he needed to break through to the sixth level of Golden Immortal might well come from these people.
Time continued to pass. In the end, the Seven-Colored Lotus was auctioned off, officially falling into Huo Ling'er's hands.
Huo Ling'er had obtained the Seven-Colored Lotus for forty-three million three hundred and thirty thousand.
"Alright, everyone. Now that the Seven-Colored Lotus has fallen into its owner's hands, this auction of ours should also draw to a close."
Wei Wuyou said with a smile.
Though he smiled on the surface, he felt terrible inside.
Trying to establish themselves in the Northern Frontier was simply far, far too difficult.
He had used the Seven-Colored Lotus as bait to hold this auction, yet in the end it had only attracted so few people. The overwhelming majority were locals from the Northern Frontier.
Among the beings from outside the Northern Frontier, aside from Jian Changfeng, whom he had personally invited, Blood Slaughter was an unexpected variable. The remaining one had not come.
Was the Seven-Colored Lotus ineffective?
Naturally not. It was simply because the Northern Frontier's location was too peculiar.
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