Chapter 3: The Snow Sword
"This auction has officially begun. β
As Fox Mei's words fell, the originally noisy venue heard what Qin Hao said, Fox Mei walked out slowly with the sword, the auction house was ready soon, and there was no room for the slightest waste of time, Fox Mei incorporated the long sword into a delicate sword box, and pasted an auction code on it, that is, to start working on other auction items.
Qin Hao didn't say much, but turned around and entered the attic led by the foxy entourage, this attic leads directly to the auction hall, which is specially for the convenience of those guests who auction items, these attics are simple and elegant, each room is independent, with refreshments and fruits, and two snake girls from the Western Regions serve closely, and the enchanting woman will always make people linger.
After taking a seat, Qin Hao quietly waited for the auction to start, the waiting time was always boring and boring, Qin Hao picked up the fruit on the table and ate it, no matter how mature his mind was, in the end, he was just a child, but that one thing made him strong.
The two snake girls never seemed to have seen such a guest, maybe they didn't think that there would be such a gentlemanly man, they were on both sides of Qin Hao, picked up fans, and fanned the wind for Qin Hao, it was a hot summer at the moment, the weather was unbearable, and Qin Hao was also happy.
Under the attic, it is not as spacious as the attic, the attic is located on the second floor, it can be seen clearly, the people under the attic rub shoulders one after another, standing side by side, only people with considerable status can sit at a few tables near the auction table, where, Qin Hao saw a familiar figure.
"Father. Qin Hao exclaimed in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound, after all, he came out to auction the birthday gift given by his father, this was his father's intention, no matter what the reason, he shouldn't auction this long sword, "The child can't stand his father, but for the coming-of-age ceremony a year later, Hao'er can only be willful once." β
Qin Yuntian's table sat several elders in the family, and the adjacent table was Mo Daoji, the head of the Mo family, and all the elders in the family, Mo Daoji was dressed in a vermilion robe, staring coldly in the direction of the Qin family at this time, the two families were already fighting, and at this moment, under one roof, both of them were tense, and they would fall into a fight at any time.
This auction is about to begin, and everyone knows that even these two people dare not act in the auction, because no matter who knows it, the anger of this auction house is not something that a family like them can afford at all.
Qin Hao's fingers tapped on the tabletop, the sound of tapping was endless, Qin Hao was thinking, he needed to help his father, although his father and Mo Daoji were of equal strength, but Qin Yuntian was injured back then, and his strength fell to the realm of today's earth martial artists, even so, Qin Yuntian's skills could not be advanced inch by inch, and if he did not advance, he would retreat, if Mo Daoji broke through the restrictions of earth martial artists and was called a heavenly martial artist, this Wa Imperial City would no longer be able to accommodate his Qin family, on the contrary, if Qin Yuntian reached the realm of heavenly martial artists first, I am afraid that he would not be willing to give up with Mo Daoji, this is the dilemma faced by the two familiesγ
"Thank you for moving to the Tiandao Auction House in your busy schedule, there are really a lot of treasures in this auction, and you are not worth the trip, if you have a liking, I hope you don't want to spare the gold!" β
"This auction has officially begun. β
Inexplicably quieted down, and some of the men swept around the fox's body, as if looking for something.
Mo Daoji also looked squinting, looking at the fox, the appearance of hunger and thirst was disgusting, Qin Yuntian on the side, looking at Mo Daoji's extremely old and disrespectful appearance, smiled coldly.
"In this auction, the first commodity is a second-level wood attribute magic beast's magic core, everyone should know that the strength of the second-level magic beast is comparable to the existence of a martial artist, and it is extremely difficult to hunt it, not to mention, the magic core is not every magic beast has, only when the magic beast breaks through can the magic core be born, in this way, the value of the magic core is needless to say, but the employer is in urgent need of money, this second-level magic core only needs the reserve price of three medium-grade spirit stones, and this bidding begins. β
"The second-level wood attribute magic core, if it is attached to the ice blade of a wood attribute cultivator, its force increase will be at least two layers higher, but due to the limitations of the attribute, I am afraid it will not be sold for too high a price. β
In the last row of the auction room, a man in black said to the owner who was sitting on a chair in front of him.
In the last row of the auction, there is actually an existence of an innate martial artist, if it weren't for Qin Hao's low zero, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find, the most important thing is that Qin Hao took a different route when he first cultivated, the average martial artist cultivated to his physique, fused the power of the Nine Heavens to become an earth martial artist, and Qin Hao also chose the Nine Heavens to build the foundation, in this way, Qin Hao is a cultivator who cultivates divine sense, and his judgment of the strong is also extremely keen, so he can feel that the strength that is not weaker than his father and Mo Daoji.
Since the auction, Qin Hao has been watching this young man, he is not very old, but he has such strength, Qin Hao is worried about what he will do in this auction house.
However, the man didn't do much, just quietly fixed his eyes on the auction table.
"This magic core is of great help to me, I'm going to decide. In the auction room, a woman in a long cyan dress slowly stretched out her white palm and raised it high.
"Five medium-grade spirit stones. β
The girl in the cyan dress smiled, not feeling relieved, this wood-attribute magic core may not be of much benefit to others, but it is extremely rare for wood-attribute monks, and the increase in attributes can often determine the outcome of a battle.
There aren't too many people who like this magic core, so the girl didn't bother too much, so she got the magic core as she wished.
The girl walked through the venue and walked into the room behind the auction table, which was specially opened by the auction room for the confidentiality of the auctioneer's information, and in the room, the person who succeeded in the auction could pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand.
After a short time, the girl in the cyan dress walked out of the room, and in the girl's hands, the five medium-grade spirit stones were gone, replaced by a magic core that emitted a pale green light, the attributes of the magic core determine the color of the magic core, and the level of the magic core depends on the depth of the color.
After the first auction item is auctioned, the second auction item is a ring, this is a Qiankun ring, which can also be called a ring, the ring is made by a monk who specializes in the art of space to store a space in the ring, the process is more complicated, Qin Hao knows that his father has such a ring, however, this kind of ring can only be owned by the head of a clan, the master of a sect, this requires a foundation, if there is no strength, no matter what magic weapon there is, it will be coveted by others, this Tianxuan Continent is respected by strength.
"This ring is a ring, the space inside is about the size of a small bedroom, and the art of space has been lost, so the value of these rings is self-evident. Hu Mei cleared her throat and continued: "The reserve price of this space ring is ten medium-grade spirit stones, and the one with the highest price will get it!"
As the fox's voice fell, the venue was already a little calm, the art of space has been lost, this is known to everyone, so this ring can be met but not sought, therefore, many people want to get this ring, Mo Daoji's son Mo Zangfeng saw this ring, and immediately said with fiery eyes: "Twelve high-grade spirit stones." β
Mo Daoji heard his son shouting indiscriminately, his brows furrowed, he put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Mo Zangfeng fiercely, and shouted in a low voice: "What are you calling nonsense, you have forgotten the purpose of our trip." β
Hearing this, Mo Zangfeng lowered his head and stopped talking.
The auction house also has its own rules, and will not revoke your offer for any reason, unless someone bids higher than your bid, Tiandao Auction House has a deep heritage, and it is not something that the Mo family can compete with at all, so Mo Daoji just made a tiger in front of his son, but he never said anything to the auction house.
The headquarters of the Heavenly Dao Auction House is a Heavenly Dao level sect, these sects are all higher than the family's forces, perhaps the strength of the family is unquestionable, the sect is just a higher existence, the family has no way to choose its own children, but the sect has the strength and right to choose its own disciples.
Mo Zangfeng's offer was quickly called, the value of this ring was much higher than this, which Mo Daoji also thought of, so the anger did not last much, Mo Daoji continued to look at the home field, waiting for the next round of auctions.
The auction is in full swing, and the second auction item Qiankun Ring (Na Ring) was finally sold at the price of twenty medium-grade spirit stones, for this, Hu Mei is still smiling, and the price of the reserve price is double the price of the auction house is also quite considerable, more than the reserve price, the auction house and the seller will share equally, so, such a price, Hu Mei is naturally delighted.
"The auction item below is a blade, a medium-grade spiritual weapon sword, and a snow mark sword. β
Fox Mei's entourage took out the sword box with interest and put it on the square table on the auction table, Fox opened the sword box and took out the snow mark sword, and her slender white fingers gently wiped the dust on the scabbard, as if a Tibetan sword that had been buried for many years was unearthed, in fact, there was no dust on the scabbard, everything, it was just Hu Mei's deliberate doing.
"This Snow Mark Sword is now priced at twenty medium-grade spirit stones. β
This time the fox didn't say too much, after all, the auction is for the purpose of auction, if because of her personal reasons, the auction is cold, this is what she doesn't want, people, sometimes to distinguish clearly, what is the main, what is the secondary, and this fox is a woman who can clearly distinguish the primary and secondary, so she is a smart person.