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After carefully observing the pills, Yan Xiaobao's eyes shone with excitement.

"Mid-range! I, Yan Xiaobao, have finally prepared a medium-range psychotropic drug!

“There may not be a lot of mid-range psychotropic drugs at the auction. But if I really want to make a sensation, I have to do better. After all…this auction only happens once, every few years. There will definitely be a lot of rare items for sale.” After some thought, he gritted his teeth and took out the turtle tank to improve his spirit.

After the triple enhancement is completed, the silver glow is shining, and the psychotropic is no longer mid-range. It has broken the premium grade all the way...high-end!

This type of high-quality pill is very shocking, with an impurity content of only about 10%.

Yan Xiaobao was very happy. The violet Qiling Lifting Pill was resting in his hands, and it was now very dark, almost black. Its surface had three spiritual designs, weak but clearly visible; anyone who had seen the pill could say that it was extraordinary.

Yan Xiaobao suddenly felt that this medicine was another tool he could use to become famous. He smiled proudly, took out a knife, and carved a photo on it...a cute little turtle.

"The Turtle King will show up again!" Yan Xiaobao excitedly looked forward to standing up.

He took the medicinal pills out of the sect and returned with great enthusiasm two hours later, looking very satisfied with himself. When he saw three bottles of Violet Qiling Lifting Pills, he could still imagine the shock on Sun Chen's face. When he noticed that there was another high-end psychotropic drug that had three times the mental boost, his chin dropped to the floor almost in surprise.

"It's one more month more than the auction," Yan Xiaobao thought, watching the jade slip he held. This was his auction of his ticket.

In the next few days, everyone was talking about the auction. Soon, the disciples from the three peaks of the South Bank began to make various preparations, hoping to be lucky at the auction. The market also emerged with the activities.

"One of my companions from the North Shore said that at the last auction, the Yellow Springs Flame was sold, and it was a legendary item! It was just a spark, but could still be considered a unique treasure. A disciple of the North Shore purchased it for a high price."

“At the auction of these hundreds of tribes, there should be a large number of unique treasures for sale, including many shocking medicinal pills. That’s because the battle of the expat choice is coming. They only happen every thirty years!”

"You may be right. The fight between the expatriates on both sides of the north and the south is a grand occasion for the entire soul genre. Too bad, the top ten on the South Bank has been unable to compete with the North Bank for many years! I wonder if one of the top ten on the South Bank will retaliate this year!?"

Over the next month, discussions about auctions became more and more common throughout the sect. Bai Xiaochun heard a lot of conversations and noticed that many people were discussing the battle of the North-South joint expatriate elections. However, he did not pay much attention to this statement.

Soon, the month passed. One morning, when Yan Xiaobao was meditating, his eyes suddenly opened and he took out a glowing jade from his handbag.

"The auction began," he thought, his eyes full of anticipation. He quickly ran out of the yard and went down the mountain. Along the way, he passed by many sects until he noticed that some of the beams exceeded the top of his head.

He realized that he had forgotten to be able to fly, so he hit his own forehead. He quickly executed the spell gesture and summoned the sword of the Golden Crow. When he stepped on the golden crow, he turned into a golden light and shot into the distance.

He soon entered the market. He walked out of the auction hall happily.

This is a huge structure, with thousands of seats set up in the auction hall, and an open area behind the seats, where a group of people stood, tightly huddled together. As for Yan Xiaobao, he was taken away by Sun Chen, who took him to a private room on the second floor and left.

The room is relatively small, with a narrow balcony, and the main auction hall is below. The auction stage is also clearly visible.

This is not the first time that Yan Xiaobao has attended such a lively event. Instead of showing it like the foundation trainers in other private rooms, Yan Xiaobao is making sure to come out of the balcony. Worrying that people may not notice him, he began to clean his throat as loud as possible.

Soon some people below saw him and scoffed at him before turning around and leaving.

Unfortunately, there were too many people present, so no matter how loud he cleaned his throat, the sound would only go so far. In the distance, he saw Hou Xiaomei, as well as Zhou Xinqi and some other people he knew. However, they were too far away to notice him.

Even after his lungs were yelling, they didn't turn around, and he began to feel a little depressed. Finally, he lost interest. It was a bit tired to stick himself out of the balcony under any circumstances... and, there was always a danger of accidental falls... If that happens, it only takes everyone on the entire South Bank to hear it for a day.

Time passed, and more people appeared. About an hour later, the sound of a big pot sounded and everything became quiet. On the auction stage, countless eyes were fixed.

Soon, a middle-aged man in green costume appeared. He stood there with a smile and greeted everyone with his hands.

"I am your humble servant Qian Song. I think many of you Taoism are already familiar with me. I will host the auction today. The rules are the same as before, and all lots are bid the highest. "No further trouble, he waved his right hand and shone brightly on the auction stage.

A young woman appeared, holding a plate with a strangely shaped rock on top, made of various metals.

The rocks were flashing with fancy colorful lights, reflected in the excited and shocked eyes of thousands of auction participants.

Yan Xiaobao carefully observed the rock, but did not know what it was. However, the others in the crowd seemed to know exactly what it was and had become excited.

When Qian Song spoke, his voice was soft, but he strengthened it with his foundation to build a planting base to ensure it was spread to everyone. "Lot No. 1 is Auric               Ore. The minimum bid, 300 spirit stones. The bid increased by at least 50 spirit stones!"

"350 spiritual stones!" someone shouted.

"400!" Almost on the first bid, another bid topped the list. Soon after, the price reached 700 spiritual stones, and the item was sold to Violet         Cauldron                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Yan Xiaobao looked at the ore with wide eyes, trying to figure out why it might be worth 700 stones of essence. Another thing he noticed was that after the auction began, a spell formation had been activated, which expanded the voice of any person who bid.

"It's just a piece of metal," he felt a little sour as he sat there looking.

More items appeared and were sold. One of them was just a green horn from the teenage dragon, which was obviously struck by lightning, leaving electric current flowing along the surface. It achieved the price of 8,000 spirit stones, which completely shakes Yan Xiaobao.

About an hour after the auction ended, Qian Song's voice rang out the following words: "The next batch is a bottle of secondary psychotropic medicine. Ziqi Spiritual Improvement Pills, a total of ten. They are close to medium levels, with an impurity content of 81%. The lowest price is 100 spiritual gems. The bid increases by at least 10 spiritual stones."

Yan Xiaobao cheered up instantly, looking forward to staring at the auction. He was nervously thinking about how much he would do, waiting for someone to bid.

However, for some reason, the only thing he could hear was silence. Even if his heart started to pound, someone shouted out an open tender.

"110 Spiritual Stone." The bidder was a disciple of a foreigner, and the bid was obviously all his savings. After announcing the bid, he stared nervously.

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At this moment, all he could do was glar at the audience in surprise.

Just as Qian Song was about to knock him down with an auction hammer, the others shouted another price. Then, more people jumped in. Finally, the price rose all the way to 180 spiritual stones.

"180 Spiritual Stone is also good. It's about 20 more than the market." A sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat off his forehead. The fact is that the price of the bottle earned him a considerable profit, although it wasn't close to the value of some other valuables that have risen so far.

Soon, his second bottle rose, and he sold 200 spiritual stones at a slightly higher price. Yan Xiaobao was very happy.

When the third bottle rose, Qi            The Condensation disciples became very excited and more people jumped up. In the end, Yan Xiaobao was ecstatic; the final price reached 230 Spirit Stones.

"More than 700 spiritual gems! Now that's what I call auction! I already have enough spiritual stones to make a third-level psychotropic drug. "Yan Xiaobao is an easy person to please. His previous sour emotions disappeared completely, and he sat there happily waiting for the emergence of advanced psychotropic drugs.

"Considering the prices of other bottles, I think high-end brands may get...300 spiritual stones?" After some hesitation, he changed his mind.

"200 will be fine!" He nodded with confidence.

Time flies. Yan Xiaobao sat there and waited until the afternoon. On the auction stage, Qian Song's expression suddenly became a little strange. Looking at the audience, he cleared his throat.

"The next batch is interesting...it's a secondary psychotropic drug, and it's also a Violet Qi's spiritual enhancement pill. But...it's a little different."

Yan Xiaobao sat anxiously on the balcony, his heart buzzing nervously. After hearing Qian Song's announcement, the people at the auction immediately felt very excited.

The only thing they didn't care about was the disciples of the internal sect, whose cultivation base exceeded Qi's eighth level. They began to discuss other topics with each other, or just closed their eyes and rested.

"Please take a little time to check the pills first," Qian Song said with a dry cough. "I will reveal the price later." It was at this point that a young and beautiful woman appeared from the glowing door, holding a wooden box in her hand.

The excitement was built up when everyone stretched their necks to try to see what type of violet elf lift pills it was, which would lead to such a strange expression on Qian Song's face.

Yan Xiaobao became more and more nervous. He began to gasp as he watched the auction stage. After a while, the beautiful young woman took off the lid from the box and took out a dark purple pill.

Given the fairness of her skin, the pill is particularly conspicuous. It shines with soft light, and the three designs on the surface are particularly eye-catching. Also visible...is the little turtle next to the spiritual design.

At first, silence prevailed. But then a huge commotion broke out.

"The triple spirit is improved! God! Did my eyes deceive me?!"

"That's crazy! It's actually a secondary psychiatric medicine with triple spiritual enhancement! I can't believe anyone has done something like this successfully!"

"This is crazy! Spirit-enhancing Violet Spirit-enhancing Pills!!"

The voices of the hype foreign disciples escalated into murmurs that filled the entire auction hall.

"Damn it! Who has really done something like that? What a waste!"

"Such triple spiritual improvement? What tends to do such things in psychology!?!?"

Even the inner religious disciples who have been ignoring things will look at them in surprise. When they see the spiritual design running on the surface of the pill, their eyes are wide open and they gasp. Many of them even stand up.

It must be pointed out that the success rate of mental improvement is not very high. Homospheric enhancement is difficult, and double enhancement is even more difficult. As for triple enhancement... it all depends on luck. Even masters dare not claim to be able to succeed with three times the score.

In the spiritual genre, too many people destroy magical items while trying triple spiritual enhancement, which makes them heartbroken. Because of this, most people have a love-hate relationship with spiritual enhancement; whenever people succeed successfully, they will arouse the envy of their contemporaries.

For a magic item that successfully obtains triple spiritual enhancement will make it stronger to a shocking degree and will make many people want to get it. But now…everyone is surprised to find themselves looking for a pill that has already obtained triple spiritual enhancement!

In addition, it is a secondary pill!

If a gorgeous pattern is formed on the butterfly's wings, everyone will be amazed at the spectacular beauty. But if such a design appears on the pig's back...it can only be described as a huge waste!

Mixed emotions can be seen on the faces of the bystanders as many thoughts emerge in their minds. Many of them even clenched their fists into balls, causing veins to bulge in their hands and faces. Internal religious disciples from Violet Bunch Peak were particularly distressed because they took spiritual improvement as part of their practice.

"Good luck! Someone actually managed to make a mental boost to the pill and then bring it here to sell. Damn! If I'm so lucky, I'll definitely have a treasure of spiritual boost!"

Even the foundation founders on the second floor were staring at the pills in front of them in shock.

Yan Xiaobao sat on the balcony and watched all this happen, a little surprised. He looked blankly at the angered crowd below, some of whom blushed. He suddenly felt...he might have gone too far... He immediately showed justice indignation on his face, and then pointed at the pill angrily.

"The loser!" he shouted angrily. "What medicine did the loser do?!"
Chapter completed!