"Miss Chu Yue, will you send this treasure over directly after you take the photo? Feng

Yun looked at Chu Yue and asked.

"This is not true, usually after the auction ends, you will go and collect it. Of course, if Mr. Feng Yun wants to see his treasure now, I can also ask them to bring it to you."

Chu Yue shook her head, but said she could give Feng Yun a privilege.

"Then it would be troublesome for Miss Chu Yue."

Feng Yun said with a smile. If you have privileges, wouldn't you be a fool?

"Come, take the orb that Mr. Feng Yun took. From now on, all the treasures purchased by Mr. Feng Yun will be taken over directly."

Chu Yue smiled and clapped her hands.

After a while, a maid came to the VIP room holding an exquisite box. After placing the box in front of Feng Yun, she left at Chu Yue's signal.

"Mr. Feng Yun, please."

Chu Yue looked at Feng Yun with a smile.

Feng Yun opened the box and held the black orb in his hand.

"Obtain the Demon-Sealing Spirit Bead, complete the trial, and embed the Demon-Sealing Spirit Bead into the Guixu Sword to obtain the profession, Guixu Sword Demon."

The voice of the mirror appeared in Feng Yun's mind, which made him very excited. He believed that this so-called profession was not just a simple title. It would definitely give him some exercises and martial arts, and might even give him a new one. Talent.

When Feng Yun was in ecstasy, he failed to control his facial expression and showed a smile. Chu Yue saw all of this.

"Mr. Feng Yun, I think since you are willing to spend such a large price to buy this orb, you must know the function of this orb. I wonder if you can open my eyes?"

Chu Yue put on a delicate expression and her tone was very soft. Very few men can refuse such Chu Yue's request.

"Sorry, Miss Chu Yue, as I said before, I just like to collect these things, and I don’t know exactly what they do."

Feng Yun reacted, looked at Chu Yue and said with a smile. He didn't want others to know his secret.

"Huh, you just don't want people to know."

Chu Yue turned into a coquettish and angry look again.

Feng Yun simply ignored her and began to watch the auction seriously.

Chu Yue drank tea aside angrily.

The next treasure came to Feng Yun They were not very useful, so he did not bid again, but to others they were peerless artifacts, and many people participated in the fight.

Of course, the highest price for these treasures was 50,000 high-quality spiritual stones, but It is the same as Feng Yun’s previous bid, but does not exceed it.

"Okay, seventeen treasures have been auctioned, and our auction is coming to an end. Of course, it has also come to the most exciting and climax part. I believe that many of you here came here for these three magic weapons."

The auctioneer shouted excitedly again

"I believe everyone has heard about it, so now we will show you the eighteenth treasure, the magic pill. After taking this pill, you can directly reach the eighth level. It can be said that you can reach the sky in one step!"

Under the sweet voice of the auctioneer, a very beautiful maid came up with a small box. She slowly opened the box, and a dazzling light emitted, making all the strong people in the venue unconscious. He covered his eyes.

Then a strong medicinal fragrance was emitted. This medicinal fragrance was very strange. After smelling this medicinal fragrance, the fifth and sixth-level monks present had a tendency to increase the spiritual power in their bodies.

Everyone present looked at the magic pill with greedy eyes.

"I know how everyone here feels at this time, but such a treasure also has a very high price. The starting price of this magic pill is 100,000 high-quality spiritual stones!"

The auctioneer announced the price of the magic pill.

One hundred thousand high-quality spiritual stones!

This is already a sky-high price for most people.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones? Shouldn't an eighth-level powerhouse only be worth this price?"

Feng Yun said with some doubts.

Eighth-level monks are already among the top powers among top forces like Wuxiang Tomb. They definitely cannot be estimated by these spiritual stones.

"Haha, Mr. Feng Yun is really sharp. To tell you the truth, I also appraised this magic pill. The result I gave is that it is a semi-finished product, and the chance of being promoted to the eighth level after taking it is less than 10%."

Chu Yue said with a smile, telling the truth.

"oh? So aren't you lying? Feng

Yun said with some surprise.

"Haha, how can this be considered a lie? These people also know that eighth-level monks cannot be equated with one hundred thousand spirit stones, but they must bet on this chance, otherwise they will never be able to break through to eighth-level in this life."

"And even if it fails, the medicinal power in this magical elixir will still bring great benefits, and it may bring those who are stagnant in their realm one step closer."

Chu Yue gave an explanation.

Feng Yun nodded. The purpose of the Treasure Pavilion is naturally to make money. This is not a sinful thing. It is understandable.

"By the way, Mr. Feng Yun, this is an opportunity to be directly promoted to the eighth level. Why don’t you try for it?"

Chu Yue wanted to induce Feng Yun to spend money again.

"I feel that advancing to the eighth level is a very simple matter for me, so I might as well give this opportunity to others. Feng

Yun waved his hand and said

"Haha, Mr. Feng Yun is really confident."

Chu Yue looked at Feng Yun, and her eyes became softer, showing her admiration for a hidden strong man.

In the end, this divine elixir was purchased by an elder from the Asiu Tantric Sect with the price of 400,000 high-quality spiritual stones. The price is obtained.

According to Chu Yue, the relationship between Wu Xiangzhong and Asiu Tantric Sect is very subtle. It has always been a cooperative and competitive relationship, in which competition is the main one. Their cooperation is to fight against the Treasure Pavilion, which is a last resort..

And at the level of the top strong men, Ashu Tantric Sect is inferior to Wuxiang Tomb. The leader of Ashu Tantric Sect, Kshatriya, and Wuxiang Tomb’s Wushun are both strong men in the early stage of the ninth level.

But Wuxiang Tomb There are ten eighth-level powerhouses in the Ashu Tantric Sect, while the Asiu Tantric Sect only has seven. This is the main gap between the two forces.

Therefore, the Asiu Tantric Sect did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to obtain this divine elixir, just to make up for the gap with Wuxiang Tomb.

After Feng Yun learned about this incident, he was thinking about how to destroy the relationship between Asiu Tantric Sect and Wu Xiangzhong. Maybe he could use this magic pill to make a fuss.

"What if I pretended to be someone from Wuxiangzuka, killed all the people from Ashu Tantric who came to participate in the auction, and got the magic pill. No, we can't kill them all, we have to put one back to report."

Feng Yun planned this in his mind.

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