Chapter 173: Jewelry Controversy (Part 3)

"Brother, do you want to buy this painting?"

In Box No. 13, Xiao Yu looked at Wang Xian with some astonishment.

"Not buying!"

Wang Xian shook his head and said.

"Why don't you bid for it?"

Xiao Yu looked at him in astonishment.

"Just looking at that guy is uncomfortable!"

Wang Xian said with a smile all over his face.

Xiao Yu and Elder Fan looked at Wang Xian speechlessly.

"Fifty million, I don't know if there are any friends who will continue to increase the price!"

At this time, the old man's voice came. Wang Xian looked and found that many people were looking at their positions.

Wang Xian showed a playful look on his face, and stopped raising the price.

As soon as that Liu Feiyun came up, he said that he was bound to win this painting. Naturally, Wang Xian wanted to disgust him and help him raise the price.

As long as Liu Feiyun wants face, as long as he cares about the Liu family's reputation, he will not let go easily.

Wang Xian also took advantage of this to raise the price.

"Congratulations to Mr. Liu, the little sword fairy, for obtaining the authentic work of Li Bai. I wish Mr. Liu the inheritance of the sword fairy!"

On the auction stage, the old man saw that No. 13 had given up bidding, knocked on the table, and finally confirmed.

Liu Feiyun was not as excited as he was just now when he won the auction, so he kept his face sullen and did not speak.

Although Li Bai got the original work, he spent 25 million more and was beaten in the face, so he was naturally in a bad mood.

The auction continues item by item.

"The next thing to auction is a second-level elixir, the tenacious leaf. The five-hundred-year-old elixir can increase the strength of the body and strengthen the body's skin. It is a famous foundation-building elixir. Now the auction starts with a reserve price of 15 million!"

"The second-level elixir is very beneficial to your current cultivation, master will bid for it for you!"

Seeing the item being auctioned again, Elder Fan showed a hint of certainty on his face, and immediately raised the price to 20 million.

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-one million!"

"Twenty-two million!"

The competition for the second-level elixir is far from being comparable to those of the antiques, and the number of people competing has reached a dozen in an instant.

"thirty million!"

Elder Fan was not at all surprised by this situation. When the price reached 28 million, he directly raised the price to 30 million!

"The price of 30 million has exceeded the value of the second-level elixir."

"Thirty million, forget it, thirty million is already too expensive."

"It's not worth spending 30 million yuan for a tough spirit leaf. After all, it's only useful for warriors of level four or five!"

When the price reached 30 million, each family and sect slowly shook their heads, 30 million was indeed beyond their own value.

Elder Fan didn't feel bad about the price at all. Although this elixir was beyond its own value, it was worth it to cultivate Xiaoyu.

"The price for Box No. 13 is 30 million, is there any higher price?"

The old man stood on the stage and said to everyone.

"Box 13!"

There was a cold look in Liu Feiyun's eyes, he looked upstairs, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thirty-one million!"

"Mr. Liu bid 31 million yuan, is there any other bid?"

The old man was taken aback by Liu Feiyun's bidding, followed by a smile on his face.

"The other party bid 30 million, it should be that they are bound to win this spiritual grass, Mr. Liu is going to raise the price."

"It seems that the price increase of the thirteenth room just now made Mr. Liu hate it. This is for revenge!"

"The people in Box No. 13 don't know what to do. It's not a wise choice to provoke the Liu family!"

Seeing that Liu Feiyun raised the price by one million, the people around were suddenly enlightened and chatted in low voices.

In the private room, Elder Fan looked slightly embarrassed when he saw Liu Feiyun deliberately raising prices to compete.

Xiaoyu on the side also showed an angry look on her face, staring dissatisfiedly at Liu Feiyun who was sneering below.

"No, let it go, it's just a broken two-level spirit grass!"

Seeing Liu Feiyun competing with them, Wang Xian had a slight sneer on his face, and said to Elder Fan.

Elder Fan was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed: "Two-level spirit grass, don't break it!"

"Uh, hey!"

Wang Xian smiled embarrassingly, as if he was talking a little crazy, and quickly said with a smile: "No break, no break."

"Anyone else bid?"

On the bidding stage, the old man's voice sounded again, and he looked towards the second floor in surprise.

It stands to reason that the things that Box 13 is bound to win should continue to compete, why don't you talk?

Liu Feiyun at table eight was also slightly taken aback, and the coldness on his face slowly disappeared.

One second, two seconds and ten seconds!

"Congratulations Mr. Liu, you won another two grades of spirit grass and tough spirit leaves!"

The voice of congratulations came from the old man.

"I'll go, the 13th box is too good-natured, Mr. Liu is obviously provocative, they actually surrendered!"

"It's not about being good-natured, but because it's necessary to continue fighting. Thirty million two-level Tough Spirit Leaf Spirit Grass is already high."

"This Mr. Liu is not wise. The battle of spirits wants to increase the items that the other party wants to buy, but the other party withdraws, and he falls into it."

The people around were chatting in low voices, looking at Liu Feiyun and shaking their heads.

"Stupid, what little sword fairy, if it weren't for his better talent in cultivation, he would be a waste!"

"Hehe, the people in Box No. 13 have their own limits, but this Liu Feiyun is a bit superior, and it's hard to be a master!"

In the hall, people from the Ancient Fist School and the Lingyue School looked at Liu Feiyun and commented indifferently.

"Master, we still have to compete for the last few items, we can't overspend too much."

Beside Liu Feiyun, a middle-aged man frowned slightly and reminded him.

"I know!"

Liu Feiyun sullenly stared at Box No. 13 with resentment on his face.

Seeing this scene, Lan Qingyue slightly shook her head.

"The auction below is a piece of emerald, which weighs exactly two kilograms, and the starting price is 200 million!"

A green emerald was brought up, shining brightly under the light.

Emeralds can be regarded as the top jewels. One carat is worth tens of thousands, and emeralds worth two kilograms are worth hundreds of millions.

This one emerald, used to make jewelry, can make more than a dozen sets.

The price of 200 million made many people in the hall quiet, and the rich were discouraged, and those warriors would not buy flashy jewelry.

"Two hundred and ten million!"

At this time, a cold voice came, and Lan Qingyue pressed a price and said lightly.

"Two hundred and twenty million, haha, this emerald is bound to be acquired by Zhou's jewelry, and we have all the jewelry today!"

A somewhat arrogant voice came, and a middle-aged woman stood up, covered in jewels, and said to Lan Qingyue indifferently.

"Two hundred and thirty million!"

Lan Qingyue looked at the woman without any expression change on her face.