"One hundred thousand taels!" Zuo Kangcheng said without hesitation.
"One hundred thousand taels is just an appetizer, I'll offer one hundred and thirty thousand taels!" A young man declared boldly from the middle suite.
Zuo Kangcheng's face darkened upon hearing this. "I'll offer 150,000 taels! I know it's you, Yu Yutang. Don't think that just because Yu Yingfan is dead you can act recklessly in our presence. You're not qualified!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yutang's face turned cold, and he chuckled, "Heh! Brother Zuo, if you don't have money, just say so! Given our friendship, I can lend it to you, but I also need such a weapon, so I can only say I can't help you! I'll offer 180,000 taels!"
Since Yu Yingfan's death, the relationship between the two factions has deteriorated, even to the point of fighting each other. As a result, the two factions are hostile to each other and will not let go of any opportunity to make trouble for the other!
Zuo Kangcheng knew that Yu Yutang had no intention of buying the sword. Although Yu Yutang was also a skilled swordsman, he had just become the chief senior brother and didn't have that much money to spend. Yu Yutang did this to annoy Zuo Kangcheng and make him spend more money to buy the weapon.
Therefore, Zuo Kangcheng was furious and glared fiercely at Yu Yutang, "I'll offer 200,000! This is my last bid! I won't raise it any higher!"
Generally, sharp weapons cost between 150,000 and 180,000. Sharp weapons are hard to come by, and this sword is exactly what Zuo Kangcheng wanted, so he Sword Intent.
Upon hearing this, Yu Yutang narrowed his eyes slightly. He really dared not gamble anymore. He couldn't afford it in the first place; he just wanted to annoy Zuo Kangcheng. Now that he had achieved his goal, he would let him have it!
"Since Brother Zuo has offered such a high price, I will grant your request!"
The host waited a moment, and seeing no one bid, brought down the gavel:
"Two hundred thousand for the first time!"
"Two hundred thousand for the second time!"
"Two hundred thousand for the third time! Sold!"
Upon hearing the sound of the hammer falling, Zuo Kangcheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and transmitted his voice, "..."
The price of 200,000 taels was too high, so all the sword masters hesitated for a while and then stopped bidding. This was partly due to their fear of the Mount Song Sect and partly out of consideration for them.
Li Changfeng nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this. This was an unexpected result for him. He had originally thought it would only be around 170,000 or 180,000, but it turned out to be auctioned for 200,000. After deducting the 5% handling fee, there was still 190,000 left.
At this moment, the host slowly took out five jade bottles, slowly opened one of them, and released a medicinal fragrance, which was gently blown towards the crowd.
"These are High-Grade Qi Gathering Pill refined by Pharmacist Wu of Medicine God Valley. They are specially made for top-tier experts to improve their strength. You all know Pharmacist Wu's pills; their quality is beyond question. Five bottles will cost a total of ten thousand taels of silver, and each additional bid cannot be less than two thousand taels!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the lower-ranking martial artists lit up slightly, and they shouted loudly, "I'll give you ten thousand taels! Brother Le! Brother Sun! Lend me ten thousand taels each!"
"Don't worry! Everything is already prepared!"
Thank you so much!
"Hmph! You think you can buy Pharmacist Wu's pills from Medicine God Valley for ten thousand taels? That's wishful thinking! I'll offer fifteen thousand taels!"
"I'll offer seventeen thousand taels!"
After a heated argument, a man in black with his face covered from the ground floor bid 20,000 taels of silver for the item. He then hurriedly left, and several customers on the ground floor, their eyes flashing red, chased after him.
The items auctioned next were mostly low-level pills and weapons, which had no interest in the middle and upper classes. Occasionally, a middle-level person would be auctioned off, and only one or two items would be auctioned off.
"I believe everyone will be interested in the items to be auctioned next!"
The host slowly took out a magical medicine, which emitted a refreshing and pleasant fragrance, and everyone was very interested in it!
"What kind of miraculous medicine is this! It looks extremely extraordinary!"
The host smiled slightly upon hearing this, "This is a hundred-year-old Yellow Yang Blood Ginseng! It has great effects on people with weak Qi and blood who cannot practice martial arts, allowing them to have the conditions to practice. Of course, it also has great effects on people with weak Qi and blood. It is a top-grade spiritual medicine!"
"This elixir is priced at 100,000 taels! Each bid must be at least 10,000 taels higher."
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng's eyes lit up. This was one of the training materials for his future cultivation of the Draconic Elephant Prajna, and he was determined to obtain it!
Li Changfeng narrowed his eyes, calmed himself down, and decided to observe how the people around him were bidding before making any plans.
Upon hearing this, Yue Hanhai also became extremely interested in the medicine and immediately offered a price of "100,000 taels!"
After hearing that Yue Hanhai, a disciple of the Medicine God Sect, was bidding, these high- and mid-level people also became interested and began to bid as well.
"One hundred and ten thousand taels!"
"130,000 taels!"
Suddenly, from below, a hoarse, deep-voiced old man called out, "Two hundred thousand taels! I want this medicine!"
Upon hearing this, the host's eyes gleamed. He was surprised that the medicine could fetch 200,000, but he still wanted to wait and see if anyone else would bid.
Upon hearing the price, Li Changfeng's face darkened. He hadn't expected anyone to offer such a high price. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "I bid two hundred and one thousand taels!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was taken aback, not expecting that someone would actually make a bid.
Upon hearing this, the host was immediately delighted and his gaze fell on the hoarse old man, wondering if he would still make an offer.
The hoarse old man shook his head, lowered his eyes, and a hint of ferocity flashed in them. "You're quite a formidable young man! I hope you're alive to take this medicine!"
The host's face darkened upon hearing this. "Old Man Black Xuan! I warn you that you cannot intimidate others on my stage, or I will kick you out. I'm only warning you this time because you are unaware of this!"
Upon hearing this, the Old Man Black Xuan chuckled, his voice hoarse and sinister like that of a vengeful ghost. "Very well! Since Commander Murong brought up the issue of shares, I'll give you that face!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng's expression darkened slightly. He hadn't expected to have such a grudge against this Old Man Black Xuan, but he was fearless.
He could sense that the Old Man Black Xuan was only a Grandmaster, probably not exceeding the mid-stage, around the peak of the early stage, and posed no threat to Li Changfeng!
At this moment, the people around were also extremely interested in this young man, Li Changfeng. They all realized that Li Changfeng was a young man, and they knew the surrounding forces to some extent.
However, Li Changfeng was too unfamiliar to these people, who assumed he was just a nouveau riche with no real power. This immediately sparked a greedy glint in the eyes of some of the higher-ups, who would probably make a move afterward!
Li Changfeng sensed their gazes, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes. "Looks like another big battle is about to begin!"
Seeing this, Commander Murong sighed slowly and transmitted his voice, "Boy! I advise you not to leave the city afterwards, or you won't even have any ashes left!"
Li Changfeng smiled slightly upon hearing this and transmitted his voice, "Thank you for your concern, Commander Murong! I understand!"