To Be Celestial's Emperor II
Auction I
“The starting price of the Mortal Essence Pill is a thousand red crystals” Fatty Xu said.
People started to make her bid after Fatty Xu stated the price. In an instant the price of three Mortal Essence pills was equivalent to 20 thousand red crystals.
“Twenty-five thousand!”
“Thirty Thousand!”
“Fourty!”
With special and special lines to make their bids, prices soared to almost fifty thousand. Zhen Yuan glanced at the VIP and VVIP guests like him, although they seemed interested but no one made an offer.
“Fifty thousand! Gentlemen, I need this pill! My wife is close to reaching her end, if she does not make a breakthrough in the realm of Wise then it will definitely die” An old man who exudes the aura of the realm of Early Wise begged lowly to everyone.
“Old sir, you can't sell sadness here. Let everyone compete with healthy” Yet Fatty Xu immediately reprimanded him. If he were to let this old man act then at the next auction there would be someone who would do such a thing. He did not want to just because of them the wealth he obtained would be reduced.
The old man sighed softly, he did not have the strength to force Fatty Xu to let him take the pill for fifty thousand. He could only continue to fight in the treasure competition between them.
A Mortal Essence Pill if sold on the market would probably be worth 10 thousand to 30 thousand at most but it had now reached a total of one hundred thousand. Finally the three pills still fell in the hands of the old man who had begged, he had spent a hundred thousand red coins that spent almost two-thirds of his wealth.
The other figure came out from the stage this time, he was a man with a body filled with muscles and flesh much different from Fatty Xu. In his hand was a very large sword with a deep black color with a red line at the end of his knife eye.
“Good sword, I guess it will reach 300 thousand red crystals in number.” If only Zhen Yuan had not mastered the weapon refining technique then he would probably have bought it. His subordinates would also not need them as Zhen Yuan would give those in the True Mystical realm a grade-3 pseudo-weapon and those above the True Mystical realm would obtain a grade weapon 3.
Sure enough according to Zhen Yuan's estimation, the sword reached the price of 350 thousand red crystals. Moreover the person who got it came from one of the VIP rooms.
Then men and women alternately went up on stage carrying property to be auctioned.
“This slave is one of some of the highest slave collections owned by the Golden How archipelago. He had a master bloodline and had expertise in refining weapons. The price was two hundred thousand red crystals” Fatty Xu explained one slave to the other.
“Two hundred ten thousand!”
“Two hundred fifty!”
The slave trade is no longer foreign to the Goldenhow Islands, even as the slave market auction has been the top of the wild Card Contingen.
Zhen Yuan glanced at the glance of the man who became a slave this time, despite being above average neither he nor the other rooms had any intention of buying it. Only special and special members are scrambling to get them.
The young man obviously did not need a weak slave, if only it were a Mystic ancestor slave then he would definitely join the fight.