Chapter 692 Bidding Failed
The scene was silent for a while.
“Hmph.”
The person who had previously raised the price snorted, hesitated, gritted his teeth again and said: “An eight-color, eight-grade elixir!”
As soon as these words were said, there was a low uproar in the hall.
Apparently, he didn't expect that this guy was even willing to take out the eight-color elixir for a scrap of the picture.
You must know that the value of an eighth-grade elixir will double and skyrocket for every additional color.
The further back, the more exaggerated this doubling becomes, especially after the eight colors.
And one eight-color elixir is worth as much as nine seven-color pills!
"Three!" An old voice sounded faintly and simply.
Yao Lao finally spoke, and directly offered three eight-color coins at a sky-high price!
Double the price.
Hearing what Yao Lao said, the man finally had no choice but to give up extremely unwillingly and shrink back.
Seeing that the guy didn't make any more noise, Xiao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, Yao Lao's voice rang in his ears: "Don't be too happy yet."
“It’s not over yet.” Wei Yang said with a focused look.
really.
“Five!”
Hearing this cold and harsh voice, Xiao Yan’s face twitched slightly and he couldn’t help but look over.
Wei Yang also frowned.
I saw a somewhat thin figure sitting cross-legged on a large stone chair.
He seemed to have sensed the gazes of Wei and Yang, and turned his head in vain. Under the shadow of the cloak, a pair of stern eyes pierced like sharp swords.
Buzz~
This gaze caused the surrounding space to ripple slightly, and at the same time, a strange pressure also enveloped the two of them.
"Huh?" Wei Yang smiled, and under the shadow of the cloak, there seemed to be two sudden black suns emerging.
A fiery aura faintly emerged, instantly destroying the incoming invisible pressure.
The thin figure grunted and quickly withdrew his gaze full of fear, not daring to look any further.
Just now, the two fleeting black suns almost burned his eyes.
"It's really arrogant, Brother Wei, what kind of strength is this person?" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and asked softly.
"Similar to the old man from Baoshan, he is also a strong man who has stepped into the semi-saint realm with one foot." Wei Yang said casually.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan curled his lips secretly and didn't care.
I thought he was so awesome, but it turned out to be just a ninth-level peak.
“Eight!”
While Wei Yang and the two were talking, Yao Lao also quoted the price again.
Although the voice was still light and calm, under the shadow of the cloak, his brows were already frowning, and his face was not very good-looking.
Obviously this kind of bidding is too much.
"Haha, this friend bids eight eight-color and eight-grade elixirs. Does anyone else want to bid?" Old Man Baoshan looked around and asked with a smile.
These words caused silence in the hall for a while, and then all eyes were directed towards the thin figure who had previously bid.
In response to the many looks, the thin man in black robe smiled coldly, and then said sullenly: "A nine-color eighth-grade elixir! If anyone can offer a higher price than this, Then this remaining picture belongs to him.”
“This guy is really crazy!”
Hearing this, everyone in the hall was in an uproar again.
Unexpectedly, this man in black robe actually took out all the nine-color and eight-grade elixirs!
You must know that this level of elixir is already very close to the legendary ninth-grade elixir.
Nowadays, there are only a handful of masters in the entire continent who can refine elixirs of this level. Every one of them can be said to be rare but not sought after!
Everyone present could not help but take a breath of cold air. The expressions of Wei Yang's master and disciple also became a little gloomy and ugly at this moment.
They only have one of the nine-color and eight-grade elixirs in their hands.
It's not that it can't be refined. Not to mention the current Yao Lao, Wei Yang himself is quite confident that he can successfully refine it.
However, they currently do not have enough materials collected.
After all, if you want to refine a nine-color eight-grade one, the material requirements are very picky and demanding, and they cannot be gathered casually.
And there was not enough time, so they rushed to refine them in the previous half month. What they refined were basically eight-color elixirs or less.
As for the only nine-color eighth-grade elixir they have in their hands, it is the snow-white fat cat elixir beast obtained from the ruins of the last Dou Sheng.
In exchange for the alchemy beast, the loss would be too terrible.
After all, that alchemy beast has gone through countless years in the Dou Sheng ruins and is full of spirituality. If it is fed well, it will be able to be promoted to a ninth-grade treasure elixir or even a mysterious elixir in the future. And by that time , its value will suddenly skyrocket hundreds of times.
Even the strongest fighting saints will be jealous of him.
Therefore, such potential elixirs would never be exchanged for a mere scrap of a picture.
Because it's simply not worth it.
Also, they don’t take the alchemy beast with them now, but stay in the Xingyun Pavilion. It is the pet of the three little guys. It has always been the three little guys. Feeding.
The three masters and disciples looked a little ugly at the moment.
A fighting saint, a half-saint, and a first-level fighting master, and all three of them are alchemy masters, but they were crushed by a ninth-level fighting master on the elixir. , I did feel somewhat unhappy.
However, if you are unhappy, you will be unhappy, but there is nothing you can do about it.
And even if you have plenty of money, there is no need to continue this kind of bidding, it is not worth it.
Yao Lao’s fingers gently tapped the armrest of the stone chair.
"Teacher, let's forget it." Wei Yang leaned on the back of his chair and said softly: "Since you can't get it by normal means, let's get it in another way."
If he If I remember correctly, the identity of that skinny figure should be one of the three scorpion ghosts?
He doesn't have any inner pressure to rob this kind of person.
As for the strength of the three ghosts, do they claim to be able to defeat the Half-Saint together?
Joke!
Xiao Yan also pulled Yao Lao's sleeves and slowly shook his head at him.
Seeing this, Yao Lao slowly opened his palms, took a breath, nodded, and his low voice reached the ears of the two disciples, "Then let it go, it's really not necessary. If we continue to compete like this, the price is too high and it’s not worth it.”
Although the three masters and disciples do not have nine-color and eight-grade elixirs in their hands, if they really want to compete at all costs, they can scrape them together. Once you scratch your trouser pocket, you can still get something worth more than a nine-color eight-grade item if you rely on momentum, but it's not necessary.
"I already know the identity of that old guy. He is an old rival from back then. This time, I can just settle the old grudges." Yao Lao hummed.
With Yao Lao's temperament, he originally wanted to bring his two disciples out to see the world and be a bit impressive, but he didn't expect that he would lose face and it was still on the elixir. Naturally, he wouldn't let it go like this. never mind.
Moreover, I won’t just give up on this last remaining picture.
It just so happens that the competitor is still his old enemy.
That’s nothing to say.
Since it cannot be obtained through normal means, the only way is to use abnormal means.
Furthermore, this is not the first time that he and Xiao Yan have done this. It was the same thing when they were in the Black Corner Territory. They just got the second disability by intercepting them halfway. picture.
That's how Fan's son died.
It seems that this time, I have to go back to my old job.
It just so happens that Wei Yang, this disciple, seems to have never done this kind of thing with him, so it would be a good idea to help him get familiar with the business.
(End of this chapter)