Chapter Seventy-Three: Purple Thunder Stone!
"Is that the guy?!"
The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion was taken aback. This person had a little friction with him in the "Drunken Fragrance Pavilion" before, so he sent his capable men to clean up this kid, but he didn't expect to see him here, so this kid is still alive......
The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion clenched his fists, with his "many years of experience", he knew that most of his subordinates were more likely to be more than lucky.
The person who competed with the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion was Xiao Yue!
At this time, Xiao Yue looked innocently at the people around him who were looking at him with different eyes.
"What is the origin of this kid, he dares to bid with the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, what a boldness!"
"That's right, don't say it's me, it's just that the people of the other three major forces haven't competed with the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, this kid is really not afraid of death!"
"People may have the backing of masters, what are you talking about......?
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The people around him kept whispering, but Xiao Yue turned a blind eye, just glanced at the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, and smiled, it was a sarcastic laugh, a provocative laugh.
"You ......" Seeing Xiao Yue's smile, the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion felt a surge of anger in his heart for some reason, but he just couldn't break out.
"Fifteen hundred yuan stones!" The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion finally couldn't help it and roared loudly.
Everyone present was frightened by this roar, and they all turned their heads and looked at the fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion in the VIP area in front of them, their hearts were full of schadenfreude, they all loved to watch the excitement, and they wanted to see what Xiao Yue's expression was after losing the auction. You must know that what the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion said is also a descendant of one of the four major forces in Fallen Leaf City, and his economic strength is not not abundant, and he has the support of the Sword Pavilion behind him when he comes to the auction this time, what is he afraid of?
"Three thousand yuan stones!" the corners of Xiao Yue's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling. Xiao Yue deliberately increased the price and bid for this Ancient Flying Sword, the real purpose was not for this Ancient Flying Sword, but to make the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion lose face here, after all, the people sitting here were all people who had a little bit of a face in Fallen Leaf City or other places, not to mention the people in the VIP area.
And this time Xiao Yue came to the auction, but it was strongly supported by Qian Mad, who is known as the "Love of Money Dao", you know, Qian Crazy is crazy for money, plus he is the Taishang Elder of Yaochi Holy Land, and the family property in his bag is definitely "rich and rivals the country".
"Three thousand five hundred!" The fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion also followed suit.
"Seven thousand yuan stones!" Xiao Yue said casually.
"Seven thousand one hundred!" the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion hesitated for a moment, and also blurted out.
"Fourteen thousand two hundred yuan stones!" Xiao Yue whistled and quoted the price.
"I'm ×!" The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion looked at Xiao Yue's smug appearance, a mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out, even if he was from a famous family, he couldn't help but burst out foul mouth.
"Ten thousand...... Fourteen thousand two hundred and fifty!" The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion gritted his teeth, his fingernails clenched into his palm, and a little drop of blood dripped from his palm......
"Haha!Two hundred and five?!" Xiao Yue couldn't help laughing, and some people around couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh quietly, but after seeing the murderous gaze of the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, they immediately held back, only Xiao Yue, a woman with a veil five positions away from Xiao Yue, and a simple and thick "country boy" sitting in the middle of the auction hall were laughing, but the woman with the veil made a Qingling-like laugh that sounded fascinating, but this woman was wearing a veil and couldn't see her true face clearly.
"I'll give you 28,500 yuan stones!" Xiao Yue put away his smile and said casually looking at his nails.
"Can you still afford it?" After waiting for a few breaths, Xiao Yue raised his head and looked at the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion and said casually, as if this was a trivial matter.
"You...... I...... I...... Yes...... Poof!"
The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion pointed at Xiao Yue with his trembling right hand angrily, his murderous gaze and hideous face, wanting to use this to exude some anger in his heart, but in the end, he still couldn't hold back, a mouthful of blood finally spurted out, and after squirting, the face of the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion looked better.
"I will definitely kill you! I will cut you with a thousand knives! I will kill you under my hands!" The Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion swore silently in his heart, when had he ever been so aggrieved by the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion? But now, there was an ant that was not afraid of death dared to provoke him frequently, and it really made him angry, completely, really angry!
But he couldn't say it directly, because this would definitely become a laughing stock for other people or forces, saying that he was the fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion who killed the other party in front of everyone for an ordinary flying sword, and the first auction of the Wang family's Fallen Leaf City had also said that it would guarantee everyone who came to participate in the auction, so saying it in person would save the face of the Wang family, which was not something that he could do as a fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion.
"Count you ruthless! Hmph, boy, are you rich? Are you pretending?" After the fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion adjusted, he came back to his breath and looked at Xiao Yue with vicious eyes, his cold tone was full of murderous aura.
However, the question he asked was something that many people on the spot wanted to ask.
"The regulations of the first auction in Fallen Leaf City are issued five days in advance, and the items that have been auctioned off must be paid and taken away, and those who can't pay the money or can't pay enough will be punished, that is, the auctioneer of the auctioned items can't get it, and they will never be allowed to enter the Wang family's sphere of influence in the future, otherwise they will be ruthlessly driven away!" The fourth young master of the Sword Pavilion looked at Xiao Yue and said slowly, as if he wanted Xiao Yue to understand.
"Of course I know that. Xiao Yue said, and took out six purple glowing crystals from the Qiankun bag (storage bag, which has the same function as the dantian storage, but the internal space is larger).
Each piece was the size of a baby's half a fist, crystal clear, uneven, and emitting a bits of purple brilliance, and there was a powerful energy fluctuation in it.
"This ...... This...... Oh my God! It's an amethyst thunderbolt stone!Each piece is worth five thousand yuan stones!" exclaimed the well-informed auctioneer.
"What?!" There were many people who didn't know the inside story at the scene who were extremely surprised, this small piece of purple stone was worth so many yuan stones?
"This ...... How...... Possible. "After all, the Fourth Young Master of the Sword Pavilion is from a famous family, so he naturally has some understanding of this aspect, he knows that this purple thunder stone is a kind of ore containing high energy, when a cultivator uses it, he can summon a powerful purple thunderbolt from it, it is extremely powerful, it can hurt a cultivator who is higher than his own cultivation, and a piece of purple thunder stone can be reused many times!
The most important thing is that this rare ore is in the hands of the forces at the level of the Holy Land, and no matter how bad it is, it is also in the hands of the best forces under the Holy Land, just like the Wang family, who holds one such mine in their hands, and is appointed by the Yaochi Holy Land to be in charge.
"Is this okay?" Xiao Yue asked lightly.
"Of course!" replied the auctioneer.
(To be continued...... )