Chapter 129 The Last Auction Item
Chapter 129 The Last Auction Item
It was now noon of the second day, and all fifty-seven rare treasures in the book had been sold.
It is normal for cultivators to go without rest for several days. However, the people who have been sitting in Dongguang Pavilion for a day and a night are not tired at all. Instead, they are full of energy and enthusiasm.
I wanted to rush over and interrupt the host who was still keeping us in suspense, and immediately reveal the true identities of the last three auction items.
"... I cannot refuse your generosity. I will not keep you in suspense any longer. Please introduce the fifty-eighth lot."
Seeing that everyone's curiosity was about to overflow, the host decided to stop, turned slightly to the side, smiled lightly, and asked the maid to present the items.
An uncontrollable cold air emanated from under the red cloth, and the surrounding ground was covered with a layer of frost. Ning Jiasheng felt instantly cooler even on the second floor.
She also cast a curious look, and if she guessed correctly, this should be an ice-attribute weapon.
The master of ceremonies and the beautiful maid holding the box were both cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, and were not affected after the red cloth was opened. However, the cultivators with lower cultivation levels who were closer below were startled by the cold as soon as the red cloth was opened, and some of them even had frost on their hair.
Ning Jiasheng waited until the light became softer before he could see clearly what was flying in the air - it was an ice-blue staff that was so exquisite that it seemed to have gathered the brilliant galaxy. It was indeed an ice-attribute weapon that was extremely suitable for magic practitioners.
"A top-grade weapon of the heavenly rank. The winner can name it after bidding."
"The main body of the staff is crafted from the spine of a seventh-rank ice-attributed snake demon and black ice crystals from the Far North. Frost chalcedony, neon crystal, and other precious ice-attributed materials are also incorporated..."
Ning Jiasheng had already integrated into this world a long time ago, and knew that the seventh-level monster mentioned by the host simply referred to the human race in the fusion stage.
The demon race hates being differentiated by humans using this method of classifying their weapons and magic treasures to distinguish their cultivation levels, as this shows that humans are blatantly treating them as commodities for trading.
Therefore, humans rarely call the demons like this outside, otherwise they may get into trouble. As for private matters, those who understand will understand.
"This staff, used by cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above, can make one's mind clear and the soul stable. Attacks can directly affect the opponent's soul, and it is extremely beneficial to cultivators with ice spirit roots."
"The starting price is one million high-grade spirit stones, and each bid increment must be no less than fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones. Please bid!"
Wei Chen: "One million and a half!"
Number One on the Fifth Floor: "One million and eight hundred thousand."
Number Two on the Fifth Floor: "Two million."
Number Two on the Sixth Floor: "Two and a half million."
Wei Chen: "Three million."
“. . . . . . . . .”
Only the monks on the fifth and sixth floors were bidding, and in the blink of an eye, the price had exceeded five million.
Wei Chen, the young master of the Wei family, is a cultivator with ice spiritual roots. It seems that he is bound to get it.
Ning Jiasheng slowly ate melon seeds while watching the show.
After eight million, there were only three bidders left. As Ning Jiasheng expected, the staff was finally bought by Wei Chen for twelve million.
Next, it’s time for the finale.
"The 59th auction item—the Celestial Eye Pearl—sees through illusions, comprehends the mysteries of heaven, foresees the future, and controls all the treasures of the world."
"The starting price is one million high-grade spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand spirit stones. Everyone, please—"
Number One on the Seventh Floor: "Ten million."
Ning Jiasheng exclaimed in his heart, what a magnetic voice, clear and cool like a flowing mountain spring. Listening to the voice it was as if he saw a handsome and elegant young man.
However, Ning Jiasheng knew that this person's age was definitely not related to being a teenager. This film was taken in the No. 1 private room on the seventh floor, and the Immortal Master Nanming was still in seclusion, so the identity of this Immortal Master was obvious.
As for Senior Brother Yan’s master, the Tianshu Hall Master Yunhua Immortal Venerable, I really want to see what he looks like.
But Ning Jiasheng only dared to think about it in her heart. Not only did she not dare to look, but if she met the Immortal Lords in this state, she would have to find ways to avoid them.
There were many cultivators who guessed the identity of Immortal Yunhua, and they were whispering in the hall, unable to suppress their excitement.
That's an Immortal Venerable! This is probably the only chance in my life to get this close to an Immortal Venerable. I'm going to have to brag about it when I get out.
Similarly, the monks who had previously wanted to try the Tianmu Pearl did not say anything.
First, many people cannot make much use of the Tianmu beads, and they may even backfire on themselves if they are not careful.
The second reason is obvious. Even the Immortal Master Yunhua from the Xingchen Sect has come in person, so it is impossible to compete with him simply by comparing financial resources.
Therefore, after Yunhua Immortal Venerable finished his call, no one spoke for a long time. The emcee asked three questions as usual and went through the formalities, and the Tianmu Pearl was quickly removed.
The exciting moment has arrived. Ning Jiasheng is also an ordinary person, looking at the stage with anticipation.
After the Tianmu Bead was removed, the emcee did not say anything else to liven up the atmosphere, and the stage suddenly became dark.
Looking at the colorless and transparent barrier slowly rising from below, Ning Jiasheng looked at the ceiling.
Novels, movies, and TV dramas really aren't deceiving me. Every auction like this is inevitably about human trafficking...
Perhaps this should be called a human-demon trade, Ning Jiasheng thought expressionlessly after seeing the fox demon in the barrier.
If she hadn't known where the half-demon in Wubian Fengyue Tower came from, she might not have been angry.
You can call her indifferent or cold, because that's just the kind of person she is.
The demons eat humans, and the cultivators catch demons to refine weapons. The weaker one will die. Ning Jiasheng agrees with this principle and abides by this order.
But there is a prerequisite, that is, mortals and cubs must not be involved.
The cubs here include those from both tribes, especially those half-demons who were forced to give birth.
The demons eat mortals and they deserve to be killed.
It is even more deserving of death for a monk to capture a demon and force it to have sex with a human and give birth to a half-demon.
If this premise cannot be met, this order will be irrational and corrupt, and will sooner or later be replaced by a rational new order.
And since Ning Jiasheng has picked up the sword, she should lead by example and work hard for it.
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