Chapter 294 My Son Has the Final Say

When Canglang real person reported the high price of 2,010,000 high-grade spirit stones, the suspense of this auction was not too big.

Together with Daoist Yunshan and Daoist Yining, who are the five major sects, they can only bow their heads helplessly, and the monks or loose cultivators of other small sects have no hope.

As long as ten breaths have passed and no one has increased the price, this opportunity to customize a top-quality spiritual tool will fall on the head of Canglang!

"It's basically settled."

Outside the crowd, Bai Yuhan said softly.

Ji Yaoxue also nodded and said, "Well, looking at the tone and demeanor of the real person Canglang, he should have prepared more than two million high-grade spirit stones."

Bai Yuhan smiled and said, "Just the momentum that is inevitable has already overwhelmed everyone. At this time, even if someone jumped up to increase the price, it would be very difficult to compete with him, and he would have a grudge because of it. It's not worth it."

"yes."

Just as the two were talking, ten breaths had passed.

Sure enough, thousands of Jindan real people were present, but no one had the strength to increase the price!

The dust has settled.

Master Canglang breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if he came prepared, two million high-grade spirit stones were not a small number for him.

At this time, if someone really jumped out to increase the price, he could only grit his teeth and continue to bid.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

A look of joy flashed in the long and narrow eyes of Zhenren Canglang, a smile appeared on his face, and his face couldn't hide his excitement.

In the alley not far away, Gu Xi lowered the curtain of the carriage and whispered, "Go back, there is nothing to see."

"Well, let's go." Fairy Ji also nodded.

The driver drove the carriage and began to turn the body around.

The crowd in front of the Moling Refining Workshop also began to gradually disperse.

Many Jindan real people were depressed and reluctantly looked at the door of the Moling Refinery Workshop.

Master Canglang turned his head to look at Master Yunshan and Master Yining next to him, smiled slightly, and said, "The two of you, let it go."

"Fellow Daoist Canglang is rich and powerful, and he is indeed incomparable, congratulations!"

Yunshan Zhenren sneered, and turned and left with Shi Jian.

Immortal Yining snorted lightly, but did not speak, but was unwilling.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Master Canglang chuckled, a little proud, turned his head, raised his chin towards Nian Qi, and said, "Hey, little girl, announce the result."

Si Yutang said in a low voice, "Junior sister, Shizun's auction is successful. We may have a chance to meet Mr. Mo later!"

"Um!"

Shen Mengqi clenched her fists tightly, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes, and nodded.

Since the auction started, Nianqi hasn't said a word, and has always stood in front of the door with a calm expression, watching the many real people bidding on golden pills below.

It was only at this moment that Nian Qi raised his voice: "I announce that in this auction, the fellow daoist who has obtained the right to customize the supreme spiritual weapon is No. 3!"

The original crowd had begun to disperse.

But not long after Nian Qi's voice fell, everyone's footsteps gradually stopped, with puzzled and strange expressions on their faces.

Number three?

Isn't No. 3 the real Yining from Qingshuangmen?

Is it a slip of the tongue, or did you hear it wrong?

The crowd turned back subconsciously.

In the alley, just as the carriage was about to leave, there was a sudden murmur from the carriage.

"How could it be number three?" A soft voice sounded, revealing a hint of confusion.

Outside the crowd, Ji Yaoxue and Bai Yuhan looked at each other and were a little surprised.

"This……"

Bai Yuhan was also a little confused, blinked his eyes, and said, "Normally, the one with the highest price gets it, so how could it fall on No. 3's head?"

In front of the gate, hearing Nian Qi's voice, the smile of the real person Canglang froze on his face.

Yunshan Zhenren stopped in his footsteps, turned his head and looked thoughtfully.

Immortal Yining was stunned, hit by the surprise that fell from the sky, unable to react for a while.

"Little girl, are you wrong?"

Master Canglang frowned slightly, his face showing displeasure.

"That's right."

Nian Qi said naturally.

Master Canglang's face sank, and he flipped his hand to reveal his number token, and said solemnly: "You see clearly, I am No. 1! Just now, No. 1 bid for 2,010,000 high-grade spirit stones, and No. 1 bid the highest! "

"Oh."

Nian Qi nodded and said, "You are right."

Hearing this sentence, Master Canglang's expression softened slightly.

Unexpectedly, Nianqi changed the subject and said seriously: "However, the person who obtained the right to customize the top-quality spiritual tool is No. 3."

If you say, the results announced at the beginning, everyone still suspects that they have not heard clearly.

This time, many cultivators present could hear it clearly.

There is a situation!

The cultivators who had already left gathered in front of the Moling Refining Workshop at a faster speed, most of them gloating over the misfortune, waiting to watch the excitement.

There was no one around the real Canglang, but in a blink of an eye, another group of people came up!

A hint of playfulness flashed in Yunshan's eyes, and he pretended to be concerned and asked, "Fellow Daoist Canglang, what's going on?"

"Humph!"

Canglang's face was ugly, he snorted coldly, his eyes were gloomy, he stared at Nian Qi and asked slowly, "Little girl, are you kidding me?"

A palpitating aura emanated from Master Canglang's body, and he slowly pressed towards Nian Qi.

Everyone can see that the real person Canglang is really angry at this time!

In the face of the pressure of the real person Canglang, Nianqi did not change his face, and asked: "Do you think I am joking?"

"Okay, I want an explanation!"

Real Master Canglang stepped forward, his long and narrow eyes glowing with radiance, his aura was overwhelming, and he questioned loudly.

Real Master Canglang was aggressive, Nian Qi frowned, and seemed a little impatient, and asked, "What explanation do you want?"

"Obviously I made the highest bid in the end, 2.01 million top-grade spirit stones, and the right to customize top-grade spirit tools, why would you give it to others!"

Master Canglang said slowly: "Little girl, if you didn't hear clearly, I can tell you again now. The final bid is my Master Canglang who bid the highest! The cultivators present can testify!"

"Oh."

Nian Qi responded calmly and asked, "Then what?"

Real Master Canglang felt a dull pain in his chest, his whole body trembled slightly, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

One side was furious and was close to the brink of collapse, but the other side was still calm.

Seeing that Canglang's face turned blue and white, everyone suppressed their laughter.

"It was my master who offered 2.01 million high-grade spirit stones, didn't you hear it!" Si Yutang, the disciple behind Master Canglang, couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and shouted.

Nian Qi covered her ears and scolded: "What are you yelling? It's amazing to be rich!"

This sentence went back and almost choked Si Yutang to death...

"Pfft!"

Finally someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Master Canglang took a deep breath, the muscles on his face twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Obviously, it's the one with the highest price, so I just want to ask, what are the rules and fairness of the Moling Refinery!"

"Rule? Fair?"

Nian Qi looked at Master Canglang with a 'you're so innocent' look in his eyes, and said, "In Moling Artifact Refining Workshop, all the rules and regulations are fair, and my son has the final say..."