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Chapter 1079 Fierce Bidding(1/2)

The price of three million is indeed not expensive.

According to Yicheng's estimation, the transaction price of this Qiqiao Heart Lotus will definitely be raised a hundred times, reaching an outrageous height.

The average sixth-grade fairy grass costs three to five million fairy stones, but it is rare and valuable.

This kind of Qiqiao Xinlian, which is so small in quantity and widely in demand, can no longer be measured by common sense.

This is just like in the desert, a bottle of water is much more expensive than the same amount of gold.

"Three million and one million!"

"Three million and two million!"

"Three and a half million!"

"Four million!"

"Five million!"

"Seven million!"

...

At the beginning, the price trend was still very gentle, but Yicheng knew that this was because the real buyers had not opened their mouths yet.

Among the thousands of people present, there were not many bidders. So far, only seventeen or eight people have made bids.

But the price still reached 100 million within a period of time.

As for the bidder, Yicheng was a little surprised.

He has many acquaintances in Xiangyun City, but Sikong Rong is one of them.

Although it was just a one-time encounter, Sikong Rong's impression on him was not bad.

At this time, Sikong Rong was still surrounded by the same monks from before, and they were not far from Yicheng.

Yicheng didn't pay attention just now, but now a female cultivator next to Sikong Rong called out the price and left, which attracted Yicheng's attention.

Not seen for hundreds of years, these people have obviously been waiting in Xiangyun City for the opening of Frost Butterfly Valley.

When the price reached 100 million immortal stones, there were obviously fewer bidders.

For a sixth-level golden immortal, the average person's net worth is about one billion immortal stones. Spending 100 million to buy a sixth-level immortal grass is indeed quite a big mistake.

However, the effect of Qiqiao Heart Lotus has surpassed that of many seventh-grade fairy grass.

At this time, there were still three or five people bidding.

"One hundred and ten million!"

"One hundred and twenty million!"

"One hundred and thirty million!"

"One hundred and fifty million!"

...

Prices continue to climb, and at an ever-increasing rate.

At this time, there were only three bidders left.

Among the twins beside Sikong Rong were the female cultivators in red, a middle-aged monk in yellow robes who were over forty years old, and a young monk who seemed to be in his early years.

"Twenty million!"

The young monk was quite impressive, with several sixth-order golden immortals accompanying him, and he was also very generous with his attacks.

After the price of youth appeared, there was a brief calm on the scene!

"Two hundred million, hey, what a waste!"

"Hey, what do you know? I am the young master of Yaoling Mountain. This little money is nothing!"

"..."

Everyone was talking, and Yi Cheng shook his head helplessly. The price of the Qiqiao Heart Lotus was indeed a bit outrageous.

But even though it was outrageous, Yi Cheng didn't want to give up. After all, he had waited seven hundred years for this time, and he didn't know how long it would take for it to appear in the future.

Boss Yin's face showed joy, the price was quite satisfactory to him!

However, after a brief calm, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt spoke again, "Two hundred and one million!"

The young monk's face turned cold, he glanced disdainfully at the middle-aged man in yellow shirt, and said calmly: "Two hundred and ten million!"

The middle-aged people in Huangshan obviously felt a little powerless and reluctantly chose to remain silent.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the female cultivator in red beside Sikong Rong.

The Hong Yi female cultivator also hesitated for a moment, seemed to discuss it with her sisters, and then continued, "Two hundred and twenty million!"

"Two hundred and thirty million!" The young man opposite did not hesitate at all, and with a frivolous smile, he fixed his gaze on the female cultivator in red opposite him.

This time, the female cultivator Hongyi could only ask Sikong Rong and others for help.

Although a monk has a lot of wealth, it is impossible for anyone not to buy elixirs, magic weapons, etc., and keep all the fairy stones on their body.

"Junior sister Ruoyan, I still have fifteen million here!"

Sikong Rong conveyed that in order to purchase other materials, all the fairy stones on his body had been exhausted.

The other two people also sent messages separately, but in total, they only collected about 40 million immortal stones!

"Two hundred and forty million!"

The female cultivator in red gritted her teeth. Over the past seven hundred years, they had encountered the Seven Skillful Heart Lotus several times, but not everyone in the group of five had bought it.

After missing this time, I don’t know how many years I have to wait!

"Two hundred and fifty million! Haha, Junior Sister Ruoyan, Junior Sister Ruobing, if these Seven Skillful Heart Lotuses like it, I can give it to them. Why do you need to spend fairy stones to buy it?"

The young monk opposite looked at him with a lewd smile, and his words seemed to have some other meaning.

"Hmph, we don't need Mr. Pang's kindness! Two hundred and sixty million!"

The girl in red did not hide her disgust, and her tone showed no compromise.

The monk opposite is named Pang Yulong. Although Yaolingshan is not as good as the Danding Sect in this area, as the young master of the sect, Pang Yulong is much more powerful than ordinary disciples like them.

Ever since Pang Yulong saw these sister flowers one time, he began to look for opportunities to pick them.

But Pang Yulong's reputation is unknown to almost everyone here. This guy practices the tonic method, so what's the chance of survival with him?

Hearing the words of the female cultivator Hong Yi across from him, Pang Yulong's expression also changed, and he snorted, "Huh, you don't know how to appreciate me! Three hundred million!"

Pang Yulong naturally saw that the sisters did not have many fairy stones, so they added a lot more at once.

The expressions on the faces of the female cultivators in red were also ugly. This time, Pang Yulong's price was indeed beyond their affordability.

"Forget it, the price is really outrageous, we will have another chance to meet it in the future!"

The female nun in white began to persuade her sister.

The female cultivator in red naturally knew that she couldn't do it even if she didn't count, so she had no choice but to turn around!

At this time, Boss Yin was already smiling and thought to himself: These young men from aristocratic families are really prodigal, but I like them!

The price of 300 million has far exceeded his estimate.

"Haha, congratulations, Mr. Pang, for this Seven Skillful Heart Lotus..."

Boss Yin said this and was about to pick up the Qiqiao Heart Lotus and send it to Pang Yulong when he heard a loud voice again.

"Three hundred and one million!"

At this moment, Boss Yin was not the only one who was stunned. Sikong Rong and others who had already turned around immediately turned back to look at the place where the sound came from.

At this time, who will bid again?

First of all, it offends Pang Yulong, and secondly, the price of 300 million is already outrageous!

At this time, Pang Yulong's face was even more dull, with anger in his eyes as he looked at the young monk opposite him who was bidding.

This man was also wearing the clothes of the Alchemy Sect, but his face was tight.

He knew the second-generation ancestors of the Alchemy Sect more or less, but he had no impression of the guy in front of him.

"Humph, three hundred and ten million!"

Although he was angry, it was impossible for him to take action against the disciples of the Alchemy Sect in public.

"Three hundred and eleven million!"

Yicheng's voice was still clear and clear, not disturbed at all by the anger in Pang Yulong's eyes.

"You...," Pang Yulong was completely angry now!

"Very good, three hundred and fifty million!"

Pang Yulong sighed, he didn't feel bad about the immortal stone or anything like that at all, but he must not lose face.

Although the Alchemy Sect is powerful, if he is stepped on by a guy from the Alchemy Sect whose origins he does not know, how will he be able to hold his head high in the future?
To be continued...
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