Chapter 1291: Quota Obtained
The competition on the field became fierce instantly. More than a dozen people competed to bid. There were more people who also wanted this quota, but before they could speak, the bids of others exceeded their psychological expectations, so they gave up immediately. Just to buy a quota, it would cost more than 10,000 Nether Stones, not to mention the refining fee paid to Chiye Zhenjun. This was too uneconomical.
After a struggle, the price of the refining quota was pushed to a high price of 14,000 Nether Stones. At this time, there were only three competitors left, all of whom were Yuanying early stage cultivators. The Jindan cultivators who had bid before had already given up. Unless they were supported by a big family or a big force, otherwise, with their wealth, how could they compete with Yuanying cultivators?
At this time, the competition has reached a fever pitch, and the price is very close to the usual limit, but none of the three are willing to give up and are still in a stalemate. Qingyang sees that the time is almost right, so he directly says: "I will offer 15,000 Nether Stones."
The three are competing, but who knows that Cheng Yaojin suddenly appears and raises the price of the weapon refining quota by 1,000 Nether Stones, and he is just a small Jindan cultivator. The three of them immediately feel a sense of common hatred against the enemy, and one of them grits his teeth and says: "15,500 Nether Stones."
"1,600 Nether Stones." Qingyang said without hesitation.
Qingyang's straightforwardness makes the man hesitate immediately. Should he follow or not? He has been waiting for this quota for a long time and has been preparing for a long time. If he doesn't follow, he will be unwilling. But what if he offers a low price and the other party offers a higher price? Seeing that the other party is straightforward, it is very likely that he will continue to follow. It is definitely not okay to make a random offer. What if I offer a high price and the other party doesn't follow, wouldn't I suffer a big loss in vain? No one's Nether Stone is blown by the wind.
At this moment, another cultivator said, "16,500 Nether Stones."
"17,000 Nether Stones." Qingyang quoted again.
Qingyang's voice was crisp and clear, which made people think about it. It seemed that 17,000 Nether Stones was not his bottom line at all. No matter how high he offered, the other party would follow without hesitation. I don't know where this kid came from. He is so wealthy. For a refining quota, he casually threw more than 10,000 Nether Stones. Could he be the descendant of a powerful cultivator?
Not only the several Nascent Soul cultivators who participated in the competition were surprised, but many cultivators present were very interested in Qingyang, who spent more than 10,000 Nether Stones to buy a refining quota. They asked other cultivators who was sitting in the room. Even Chiye Zhenjun, the owner of the refining quota, couldn't help but look at the room where Qingyang was.
It was just that there was a ban outside the room to block the divine consciousness and vision. Qingyang was not a cultivator from Chujiang City, and he came early. Everyone only knew that he was a ninth-level Jindan cultivator, but few people knew him. However, someone recognized Qingyang by his voice. It was the goatee who had suggested that he come to the auction. He whispered to Chiye Zhenjun and explained a few words.
Let’s not talk about the reactions of others. Qingyang simply and neatly quoted a price of 17,000 Nether Stones. Not only was the Yuanying cultivator who quoted 16,500 Nether Stones this time frightened, but even the Yuanying cultivator who quoted 15,500 Nether Stones before did not say anything. As for the third Yuanying cultivator, he did not speak from beginning to end, as if he had never intended to compete for this quota.
The three Yuanying cultivators gave up the competition at the same time, and the quota fell into Qingyang’s hands. 17,000 Nether Stones had greatly exceeded the price of previous sessions. It was normal for others not to compete. After all, it was just a refining quota, and it was not worth spending so many Nether Stones.
Yinshan Zhenjun on the stage waited for a while, and seeing that no one really spoke again, he announced that the auction was successful. Then a clerk from the auction sent a token representing Chiye Zhenjun to Qingyang's room, and Qingyang handed the 17,000 dark stones to the other party. When he went back to find Chiye Zhenjun to refine the weapon, Qingyang only needed to take this sign.
Qingyang's purpose of this trip was to get this refining quota. Now that the item was in his hands, Qingyang's mission was completely completed. However, the auction was not over yet, and he couldn't leave halfway. If Chiye Zhenjun didn't go back, the gourd couldn't be refined. Anyway, there was nothing to do when he went back, so he might as well stay here to watch the excitement. Even if he didn't buy anything, he could still gain some experience.
Qingyang played with the sign in his hand for a few times, put it into the object-receiving talisman, and then continued to sit in his seat with his eyes closed to rest. Of course, Qingyang also paid attention to the changes on the auction table at any time. For things that he was not interested in, he would not even open his eyes. If he really encountered something special, he would sit up straight and listen for a while.
As for whether to buy it, he has no plan for the time being. First, he doesn't need anything urgently at the moment. Second, after buying the quota for refining equipment, he only has less than 70,000 dark stones left. He has to keep them for the storage gourd made by True Lord Chiye, so he can't spend them carelessly.
At this time, Ji Ming in the room didn't say anything, but her heart was full of excitement, because the client she served auctioned the items, and according to the regulations, she would get a small commission. Although this commission was so low that it was almost negligible, the total value of the items was high. For a Qi-refining cultivator, the commission was not too low after conversion, and it was enough for her to use for a while.
Unconsciously, more than two days had passed, and the auction was still going on in an orderly manner. Qingyang had no idea how many items were sold, but the value of the items was getting higher and higher. The low-level cultivators at the bottom gave up the competition and gradually became pure spectators. With their wealth, it was barely enough to buy things worth 10,000 or 20,000 Nether Stones. Anything higher was out of their reach, but no one left halfway. Anyway, watching the excitement was free and could also broaden their horizons.
After more than two days of auctions, the face of the Silver Mountain Master had become a little tired, but he did not show any impatience. Instead, he set off the atmosphere of the scene very well, because the good things were generally left for the last part, and the more lively and fierce the competition was, the closer it got to the end.
At this time, two foundation-building maids came to the stage carrying a jade box several feet long and carefully placed it in front of the Silver Mountain Master. Such a huge object was rare, but it was covered with a silk cloth that could block the prying of divine thoughts, so no one knew what was inside.
After putting the items away, the two maids stepped aside. True Lord Yinshan walked around the jade box and said to the audience, "This jade coffin contains the most special item in this auction, because it contains a ghost cultivator in the late foundation building stage."