Chapter 269: 150 million!
"What? He's the young emperor's fiancΓ©?"
"It turns out that this kid is the toad, and he doesn't look very good, and he dares to come to our holy country to dig up our goddess, it's unreasonable!"
Angry rebukes, curses, mockery, and jealousy came and went.
In an instant, the entire auction hall was noisy and lively like a vegetable market.
But surprisingly, none of the giants of the family bid to slap Yang Yi in the face.
Actually, this is normal!
The girl in white used 50 million spirit coins to bid for the three-piece set in one go, which impressed them too much.
And right now, the little fan girl is by Yang Yi's side.
Even if these family giants want to bid, they have to weigh their own capabilities!
"Xuanyuan Jie, I'll give you one last chance to die. β
Yang Yi turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Jie mockingly: "But I can be sure that even if you are the Holy Son of the Holy Kingdom, you don't have a lot of money, so you spent six million spirit coins to bid for twelve cosmetics, and now you have more than 12 million spirit coins in your hand, it's still unknown!"
"You ......"
Xuanyuan Jie's face suddenly turned ugly, and he was about to drip water.
Indeed, as Yang Yi said, because he had apportioned six million spirit coins, now all the spirit coins in his hand are superimposed, and they are only about 10 million.
"By the way, I have to thank you for your generosity, if it weren't for you and Duan Qing bidding for my twelve cosmetics, even if I want to bid now, bidding for the neon clothes and feathers, it would be difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. β
Yang Yi added a sentence very badly.
"Yang Yi, do you treat this son as air?"
Duan Qingpi said with a smile: "Seven Holy Sons, even if you bid, if the spirit coins in your hand are not enough, all of them will be covered by my Treasure Pavilion." β
This statement is undoubtedly a shot in the arm, which makes Xuanyuan Jie, Zhang Yilong, Zhang Yifan, and Xuanyuan Ruhua's complexion instantly look much better.
"Duan Qing, for your father's sake, I hope you don't wade into troubled waters, otherwise, even your father may not be able to save you. β
Yang Yi said with a smile.
"Haha, boy, when you are dying, you dare to use my father to press me, who do you think you are?"
As if hearing the funniest joke ever, Xuanyuan Jie looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of disdain and ridicule.
"I have good words to persuade you, but you take it as the wind in your ears, so if something ugly happens, don't blame me for not telling me in advance. β
Yang Yi sneered: "Also, since you want to go to the bottom, then try to see if you, the so-called young owner of the Treasure Pavilion, can afford it." β
Say it!
Yang Yi's sleeve robe flicked.
Pills, Spiritual Weapons, Spiritual Liquid, Spiritual Grass, Demon Beast Inner Pills, Ores... All kinds of rare precious resources were sprinkled from his spatial ring like a rainstorm pear blossom, and in an instant, they had been stacked to nearly a person's height.
"This..."
staring at Yang Yi's feet in a daze, the various treasures that were piled up more than one meter high, everyone in the private room was dumbfounded.
Even Nangong Yao, Yan'er, Yun'er, and the little fan girl in white were dumbfounded.
With their eyesight, they can naturally see that each of these resources under Yang Yi's feet is rare and valuable.
If it is converted into spirit coins, it will not be hundreds of millions, but at least seventy or eighty million.
"Where's your appraiser for the Treasure Pavilion, come and give me an estimate of the price of these things. β
Most of these resources are gifts from the Howling Dogs, and several of them come from treasure chests.
Anyway, for a perverted character like Yang Yi who can gain all kinds of experience points all the time, it is not of much use.
Hear it!
Immediately, several appraisers came over and carefully counted the value of various resources.
"This son, among these items of yours, the price of more than half a pot of golden pith spirit liquid alone has reached 80 million spirit coins, and combined with other items, our Treasure Pavilion can convert it into 150 million spirit coins for you. β
Several appraisers said these words in a trembling voice.
"What? 150 million!"
Nangong Yao, Yan'er, Yun'er, Yu Qiuyue, Yutai and others gasped one after another.
For example, these disciples of the family, the resources they get from the family in a month can be converted into spirit coins at most, tens of thousands.
This huge amount of 150 million is simply an astronomical amount that they cannot imagine.
Throughout the scene, only the little fan girl in white was quite calm, but when she looked at Yang Yi, she obviously became stunned and surprised.
"150 million, right?"
After a pause, in the midst of tens of thousands of shocking eyes, Yang Yi said: "All used to bid for that neon feather coat." β
"What? 150 million spirit coins bid for the neon dress and feather coat, this kid is crazy, right?"
"That's right, even if it's the clothes worn by the young emperor, even if it's a six-star Xuanyi, it's worth more than 20 million at most!
Everyone present was stunned by Yang Yi's generosity.
And many boys and girls in the private room are also blank in their minds at this time.
"Young Master Yang Yi, the little woman took the liberty of asking, you took out more than 100 million spirit coins of resources to bid for the Ni Shang Feather Coat, did you really want to tell them in front of the countless family elders of the Holy Country, you want to be the husband of the young emperor?
At this moment, the little fan girl in white had her eyes flashing and asked curiously.
"No, I'm just pretending to be a force, I don't have any thoughts about the young emperor. β
Yang Yi shrugged and explained.
These words made the young girl in white have a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
After pondering for a moment, she changed her words and said, "Since you don't have any thoughts about the young emperor, can you give it to others after the auction for that neon robe and feather coat is successfully auctioned?"
These words were extremely twisted, and at the same time as she finished speaking, the little fan girl in white subconsciously lowered her head.
"Ahem, I forgot, you are also an admirer of the Young Emperor, otherwise you wouldn't be dressed like her..."
Yang Yi responded with a smile, and before she could express her position, Leng Ling'er was the first to object: "Master, this little fan girl squandered your 50 million spirit coins before, and now I want you to give her that neon feather coat, it's just too much, I can't agree!"
Leng Ling'er said angrily: "If the master wants to send it, it must be given to the closest person, except for the apprentice, who else!"
At the end, Leng Ling'er was also embarrassed to bow her head.
"Ahem, this neon coat and feather coat has not yet fallen the hammer, and now it is not the master's, wait for the master to have his own plans, you don't need to quarrel. β
The corners of Yang Yi's forehead were all black lines, and he looked at Duan Qing again, and said, "Duan Qing, you just said that you want to go to the bottom of it, right, okay, help Xuanyuan Jie make up the remaining 140 million spirit coins." β
"You, I, this son, this son..."
Duan Qing's complexion instantly became ugly like a pig's liver.
Of course, he is the young owner of the Treasure Pavilion, and although he has the right to allocate the resources of the Treasure Pavilion, it is only tens of millions!
This Treasure Pavilion is not his, nor is it his father's, and the monthly performance has to be submitted to the General Pavilion for inspection.
If there is a deficit of 150 million in the bottom line, who will fill the deficit of this huge spirit coin?
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