txolops Chapter 417 Blood Essence
Chapter 417 Blood Essence
Chapter 417 Blood Essence
"Blood Essence!"
The auction is coming to an end.
Mr. Kan raised his hands high, holding a scarlet blood-like, round object shaped like the heart of some kind of monster in his palm.
This thing looks very soft, squirming like a heart, shaking with the palm of Mr. Kan, it feels like blood and greasy, disgusting.
But when Mr. Kan said the name of this object, the eyes of many people immediately became hot, and whispers rang out in the hall.
"There really is blood essence!"
"The news released by Kan himself can be false? Not only is there blood essence, but there are even better treasures behind!"
"I heard that blood essence is a holy medicine for healing..."
……
Mr. Kan let the guests discuss with a smile in his eyes. After waiting for a while, he raised his voice and said, "Blood essence, the essence of the dragon blood tree, only one of the thousands of dragon blood trees can give birth to the blood essence in the heart of the tree." , is an out-and-out miracle in the world! This medicine is a holy product for healing, and it can be effective directly by refining it. I believe that there is no need for someone to repeat it..."
Having said this, Mr. Kan's tone paused insignificantly.
Because he noticed that sitting in the corner of the hall, the mysterious late-stage Foundation Establishment master finally moved. He sat up straight suddenly, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the black robe, watching the blood essence!
From the start of the auction to now, dozens of treasures have been auctioned in succession. This person has always been in a state of depression, and has never moved. Mr. Kan had already given up, but he expected a turnaround.
Is this person injured?
Attracted by blood essence?
Mr. Kan meditated secretly, thinking back to his collection, there were several kinds of healing elixir in it, but whether to take it out to make friends with this person still needs to be weighed against the pros and cons.
"The base price is one thousand low-grade spirit stones! Every time the price is increased, it will be no less than one hundred low-grade spirit stones!"
Mr. Kan just finished speaking.
A hoarse, short, loud voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"four thousand!"
Everyone who was preparing to bid was startled suddenly, turned their heads, and looked at the corner of the hall with probing eyes.
The man in black sat on the seat, under the pressure of countless gazes, his figure did not waver at all, obviously his mind was extremely stable.
This person raised the price three times for the first time. Is it a bluff, or is it inevitable?
Mr. Kan's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person would become a blockbuster if he didn't make a name. It seemed that he was bound to win the blood essence.
Seeing being disturbed by this person, the originally enthusiastic atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. Mr. Kan was about to use some tricks to guide him, but someone called for a price immediately afterwards.
"Six thousand low-grade spirit stones."
This person's voice was quite elegant, and his tone was much gentler than that of that person just now, but the shock he brought to everyone was exactly the same.
again!
Add two thousand spirit stones directly!
Everyone's eyes turned sharply, and they searched the hall to find the source of the sound. They found that the bidder was wearing a long silver gown with a cloak on his head, and he was also faceless.
Mr. Kan was quite surprised.
He was in charge of the overall situation before, and he knew everyone in the hall. The man in the silver shirt was very inconspicuous before, and he only made a few shots, and they were all of low value. He didn't expect to have such a big deal.
Mr. Kan knew that he was mistaken again, but he was overjoyed. The auction is the least afraid of such people, the more the better.
If the two of them can be evenly matched and face each other, it will be a great thing!
Mr. Kan's expectations soon came true.
The man in the black robe sitting in the corner turned his head to stare at the man in the silver shirt, paused for a moment and said in a concentrated voice: "Seven thousand!"
"Eight thousand!"
The man in the silver shirt leaned on the back of the chair without looking back, and followed without hesitation. From his indifferent tone, one could guess that the expression on his face inside the cloak must be calm.
"Nine thousand!"
"Ten thousand!"
……
There was silence in the hall.
Including in the wing room on the upper floor, no one bid, and everyone was watching.
In particular, the price of [-] spirit stones for the blood essence was already high.
Seeing that these two people look like they are bound to win, they are bound to be even higher, and the others don't want to join in and be taken advantage of.
Every time the price was raised, the silver-clothed man pressed on step by step, and the black-robed man seemed to be irritated, and sneered darkly, "Fellow Daoist, with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, can you really get [-] spirit stones? Mr. Kan, I think it's better to check this person's qualifications first!"
Mr. Kan did have similar doubts in his heart, but before he found a chance, he was first raised by the man in black to attack him, so he took advantage of the situation and looked at the man in silver with a questioning tone.
"Friend Daoist, look at this..."
The man in the silver shirt chuckled and didn't think he was disobedient. He took out a mustard seed bag and threw it to Mr. Kan without hesitation. He put his hands in his arms and said calmly, "Although my cultivation level is low, I still have some savings. Mr. Kan, please take a look. However, It seems unreasonable to only check the next person, should Mr. Kan treat everyone equally?"
The man in black sneered: "Xia Chong is indescribable! With the realm of this old man, a mere [-] spirit stones is nothing!"
Mr. Kan was startled when he heard the words, his brows were slightly frowned, and he glanced at the black-robed man calmly, wondering whether this person was self-reliant, arrogant, or trying to use his power to overwhelm others and expose his cultivation on his own initiative .
Mr. Kan changed his mind, and returned the mustard seed bag to the man in the silver shirt, explaining: "Kan has already checked, and the spirit stones of fellow daoist are enough! Fellow daoist doesn't know that senior is a late-stage monk with a token in his hand. There are indeed enough spirit stones, which have been verified before going down. If you two have no doubts, please continue."
"It turned out to be a senior in the late foundation establishment period! Disrespect! Disrespect!"
Having said that, the man in the silver shirt didn't have the slightest respect in his tone, he didn't even want to turn his head to look at the man in black robe, and said indifferently: "It's a pity that I urgently need the blood essence to save my life. With the senior..."
The black-robed man scolded angrily, "I don't know how to live or die! The old man uses you to let me in? Just in case!"
"Eleven thousand and five!"
Although the asking price of the two of them was a little smaller, it didn't take long before it reached a high price of [-] spirit stones. There were still a few people who wanted to participate, but seeing this posture, they completely gave up and let the two People come and go.
"Fourteen thousand and five!"
Apparently, the price made the black-robed man very heartbroken. His breathing was abnormally heavy, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Several people sitting near him stepped back one after another, fearing that this person would be emotionally unstable and do unpredictable things.
The man in the silver shirt said calmly, "Fifteen thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"court death!"
The black-robed man was extremely angry, with a powerful aura unique to the later stage of foundation establishment, he suddenly pressed down on the silver-clothed man.
Everyone along the way was affected by Chiyu, especially a few monks in the Qi refining period, who were directly frightened and paralyzed, sitting on the ground with their buttocks.
For a time, the hall was chaotic and abnormal, screaming again and again.
Mr. Kan's complexion changed drastically. He didn't expect this person to have no guru's air, and he couldn't do it even if he was willing to gamble.
(End of this chapter)