Chapter 208 : Compete for the Treasure!

Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: Competing for the Treasure!

"That's right, I'm going to make an order for this thing." The No. 3 young master Ye said coldly.

53 million, 3 million more than Su Mei's estimated maximum price, Yang Dingtian is quite satisfied. However, at this price, it is completely impossible to get the eighth-rank profound skill Demon Flame Sword Art, which is the finale.

"Hmph!" the Gui Bing in private room No. 5 snorted coldly.

Young Master Ye laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Zuo, if you are not willing, you can increase the price, and I will accompany you at any time. I can also tell you that I am even more determined to win the eighth-grade mysterious magic flame sword art that is the finale. Double the price is waiting here."

Suddenly Yang Dingtian's heart trembled,

Crazy, this young master Ye not only bid 53 million for the eighth-rank Beast Soul Pill, but also prepared 100 million gold coins to buy the eighth-rank Demon Flame Sword Art.

Yang Dingtian basically had no hope for this Demon Flame Saber Art.

Su Mei smiled lightly: "Young Master Ye bid 53 million for this eighth-rank potential beast soul pill. Has anyone offered a higher price? If not, then this eighth-rank beast soul pill will belong to Young Master Ye." all."

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Su Mei wanted to drop the hammer directly.

"Sixty million!"

Someone actually added it directly to 60 million. And this voice is the sexy and magnetic alluring voice that Yang Dingtian has been waiting for for a long time, and it comes from the woman in the No. 1 private room.

That Young Master Ye's laughter stopped abruptly, he is so arrogant, he should be angry with words.

But he didn't. He seemed to be full of fear of the woman in the first private room.

"Is there any more than 60 million gold coins?" Su Mei asked. At this time, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but look towards Yang Dingtian. She didn't expect that this eighth-rank potential beast soul pill would be called 60 million.

"Sixty-three million!" Young Master Ye's voice trembled slightly.

"Seventy million!" The seductive woman in private room No. 1 shouted directly, and she shouted completely lightly.

"Mrs. Qin, do you have to fight me?" Young Master Ye said, "You probably won't need this eighth-rank potential beast soul pill anymore."

Yang Dingtian was suddenly surprised that this woman with a seductive voice was called Mrs. Qin. Then is her surname Qin, or is she married to someone from Qincheng in the northwest?

But no matter what the situation is, there is no doubt that she is related to Northwest Qincheng. Because she can sit in No. 1, the most prestigious private room, and she has amazing wealth.

Qincheng in the Northwest is the most powerful in the entire Northwest Continent, and she says what she says, so she can have this status.

Hearing Young Master Ye's question, Mrs. Qin lazily said: "I bought it as a gift, can't I?"

Immediately, that young master Ye was going to explode in anger, and said coldly: "I will bid for the last time, if Mrs. Qin is willing to exceed this price, then take it away."

"Seventy-five million!" Young Master Ye slammed the table and said loudly.

It seems that he really, really needs this eighth-rank potential beast soul pill. And this seventy-five million is also his most extreme price. And what he meant was very obvious, this was his highest asking price, and he wouldn't add a single gold coin. If Mrs. Qin stepped up maliciously, it would fall into her own hands.

Suddenly, the doors of several private rooms opened!

It seems that the auction has reached the most tense time, and many people don't intend to hide their identities and sacrifice themselves.

All eyes were on the No. 1 private room to see if she wanted to increase the price.

Yang Dingtian also looked towards the No. 1 private room, his voice was so moving, he didn't know what he looked like. But for her price increase, Yang Dingtian no longer had much hope, this eighth-grade beast soul pill was of no use to her, she just increased the price because of the displeasure of Young Master Ye.

"Eighty million gold coins."

Mrs. Qin still spoke lazily and hoarsely, as if she didn't care that what she reported was an astronomical figure, and she bought a treasure that she didn't need.

Suddenly, everyone gasped!

This way of stepping on people is too extravagant.

Yang Dingtian couldn't believe it, the people from Qincheng in the northwest were too arrogant and extravagant.

"Bang..." The door of private room No. 3 was kicked open suddenly, and Yang Dingtian saw a handsome but almost distorted face.

This should be Young Master Ye, wearing a gold-threaded purple robe, exuding nobility and arrogance in every part of his body.

At this time, he was so angry that his face was almost contorted, and he threw a teacup on the ground fiercely, gritted his teeth and wanted to increase the price.

But an old man next to him stopped him, and said lightly: "Don't engage in a battle of spirits, the key is the magic flame knife art!"

After hearing this, Young Master Ye gradually calmed down, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I'll give you this eighth-grade beast soul pill, you can buy it and play."

Then, Young Master Ye looked arrogantly at the crowd and said: "I said it directly, I didn't buy the Beast Soul Pill, so I put all the gold coins on the Magic Flame Sword Art. How many gold coins there are, you can estimate it yourself. Don't rob me, you can figure it out yourself."

In the words, it is absolutely determined to win the Eighth Grade Demon Flame Sword Art.

Yang Dingtian did some calculations, and this Young Master Ye prepared nearly 200 million gold coins for the eighth-rank Demon Flame Saber Art, and it was just money, excluding treasures that had a final price increase.

It's crazy!

Yang Dingtian had some hope for the eighth-rank Demon Flame Sword Art before, but now he really has no hope at all.

"Eighty million gold coins. Mrs. Qin's final bid for the Eighth Grade Potential Beast Soul Pill is 80 million gold coins. Has anyone surpassed it?"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Congratulations, Mrs. Qin, for getting this eighth-rank potential beast soul pill." Su Mei dropped the hammer.

Then, she covered the box containing the eighth-grade potential beast soul pill, and personally sent it to the No. 1 private room where Mrs. Qin was.

After staying inside for a few seconds, Su Mei came out, returned to the booth, and continued to host the auction.

It's a pity that Mrs. Qin still didn't leave the No. 1 private room, and Su Mei still closed the door of the private room after she came out. Yang Dingtian hasn't seen the real face of this Mrs. Qin yet.

"Next, let's move on to the second finale auction, the Heavenly Demon Flame Knife!"

A huge box was put up.

Open the box, revealing the domineering saber inside.

A full four feet long and half a foot wide!

Majestic and majestic, murderous. The whole body is red, only the stripes on the knife are golden in color.

The whole sword is like a flame, and like a beast coming out of a cage.

The moment the box was opened, the murderous aura of this treasured sword instantly filled the entire auction hall.

It really is a top-notch sword.

Young Master Ye stood up directly, with a strong possessive light in his eyes.

There is no doubt that he must get this saber, because it perfectly matches the magic flame saber art.

And the eyes of many people present are ready to move.

The Magic Flame Knife Art is the finale of today, so many people present here are here for this eighth-grade mysterious technique cheat book.

The Heavenly Demon Flame Knife and the Demon Flame Knife are matched, so this Heavenly Demon Flame Knife is equivalent to a warm-up for the Demon Flame Knife.

"Heavenly Demon Flame Knife, the price is three million gold coins." Su Mei said.

"Fifty million gold coins!" Young Master Ye roared loudly.

As soon as his words fell, the audience was shocked!

The low price is three million, and he actually asked for fifty million, which is really crazy.

Suddenly, the entire auction hall fell silent.

Almost everyone was overwhelmed by his asking price. Yang Dingtian originally wanted to bid, but now he just gave up.

Without the Magic Flame Knife Art, this Heavenly Demon Flame Knife is only worth a few million gold coins at most.

"Young Master Ye offered 50 million gold coins, is there anyone who exceeds this figure?" At this time, Su Mei's voice was trembling slightly.

"Is anyone over 50 million gold coins?"

"Is there anyone who has more than 50 million gold coins?"

Su Mei asked for the third time, but still no one spoke.

Immediately, Young Master Ye showed a smug smile on his face.

"Sixty million!"

An old voice directly froze Young Master Ye's smug smile.

This voice came from the second private room.

"Master Beigong, do you want this Heavenly Demon Flame Knife too? I don't think it will be of much use to you?" Young Master Ye said, although his voice was respectful, it was not completely respectful from the heart.

"I prepared it for Gouzi." The Beigong gang leader said with a faint smile, "So, I offended Young Master Ye."

Young Master Ye's expression turned cold and he snorted coldly.

It seems that there is another heavyweight figure in the competition for the Demon Flame Sword Art, the leader of the Beigong Sect.

At this time Yang Dingtian couldn't help asking in his heart: "Master, which sect is the master of Beigong and Young Master Ye, and why is he so rich?"

Dongfang Nirvana said: "Young Master Ye should be the son of Lord Baiyun City. Baiyun City is located in the westernmost part of the Northwest Continent and ranks nineteenth among the twenty-seven sects."

Yang Dingtian said: "Ranking 19th out of the 27 sects is indeed the overlord of one party. But you don't have the right to be so arrogant. In front of the people in Qincheng in the northwest, you are also very eccentric."

Dongfang Nirvana said: "Baiyun City itself is nothing, but it has a huge backing."

"What backing?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Xuantianzong." Dongfang Nie Mie said, "City Master Baiyun's younger sister is unparalleled in beauty, and she is Lord Zhu Qing's third wife."

No wonder, no wonder this young master Ye is so arrogant and arrogant. He is related to Xuantianzong by marriage, so he is naturally imposing.

Dongfang Nie Mie continued: "And this Beigong Sect Leader, named Beigongjue, is the Sect Leader of the Xuanming Sect. This Xuanming Sect is not in the Three Sects, Nine Sects, and Twenty-Seven Sects, but this Beigongjue is amazingly talented. Years ago, he was already a master level powerhouse."

It is really amazing that a master-level powerhouse, not one of the three sects, nine sects, and twenty-seven sects, has also cultivated to a master-level powerhouse.

"Seventy million gold coins!" Young Master Ye said coldly.

"Seventy-three million." Bei Gongjue bid, but hesitated a little.

Although Bei Gongjue's talent is astonishing, his Xuanming Gang's financial resources are far inferior to Baiyun City's. With its 300-mile territory, even if it collects taxes for half its life, it won't be able to collect so much money.

"Eighty million gold coins." Young Master Ye said arrogantly, staring at Bei Gongjue in the second private room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Mobile Network () to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)