2711: C2711 Poverty Has Limited My Imagination

C2711 Poverty Has Limited My Imagination

Poverty has limited my imagination.

"That Taiyi senior risked his life and only managed to bring out these three Flying Swords. Although their aura is weak right now, and they can't even compare to ordinary Low-grade Immortal Artifacts, they might be a great weapon in the Floruit!"

Lee Li said with a smile.

"Since they're not Floruit, what's the use? Who in the Immortal Realm can repair such a treasure? "

An immortal couldn't help but ask.

"Not to mention, it can't even prove how strong these three Flying Swords were back then. Perhaps, they were really just ordinary Low-grade Immortal Artifact, which is why they have become like this..."

Another immortal said.

"That's right! With that, how could these three Flying Swords be auctioned today?"

With the first person to speak, many Immortals began to question him.

Seeing this, Lee Li smiled and picked up a Flying Sword from the stone slab. At the same time, another Flying Sword appeared in his other hand. However, the sword was emitting the aura of a High-grade Dao Artifact. Seeing this, the eyes of the four Grand Unity Immortals and the Immortals present revealed a trace of seriousness.

"Haha, as expected of the Taichu Chamber of Commerce. Even Mysterious Immortals can hold the High-grade Dao Artifact."

There was a hint of ridicule in Venerable Flood Dragon's eyes.

However, he had a deeper understanding of the power of the Taichu Chamber of Commerce. Lee Li had been in the Blue Water Planet for so many years, but he didn't know that Lee Li actually had a High-grade Dao Artifact with him!

"That's a High-grade Dao Artifact, right?"

"With this thing in hand, who else in our group besides the four Primordial experts can be his match?"

The group of Mystic Immortals were shocked, including the representatives sent by the three major trading companies. They admitted that their status was similar to Lee Li's, and that they were in their respective trading companies. Their status was also quite high, but they didn't have the High-grade Dao Artifact in Lee Li's hands!

"What does he want to do with this High-grade Dao Artifact?"

Everyone was somewhat puzzled, not knowing why Lee Li was keeping them in suspense.

Immediately after, they saw Lee Li put his hands together, actually wanting to make the two Flying Swords collide with each other.

What kind of joke was this?

Since they were going to auction it, why would they destroy it in front of everyone? Could it be that they were angry from embarrassment?

Everyone's expression became somewhat strange.

A Flying Sword that was not even comparable to a Low-grade Immortal Artifact would definitely turn into dust when it collided with a High-grade Dao Artifact. Not even dregs would be left behind!

Bang!

A soft sound rang out.

It was just as everyone had expected.

The High-grade Dao Artifact in Lee Li's hand was safe and sound, while the other Flying Sword had turned into fragments. It fell to the ground, producing clanking sounds.

"Lee Li, what are you doing?"

Daoist Flood Dragon frowned.

Lee Li smiled and said, "Venerable Flood Dragon, don't be anxious. Everyone, please take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken pieces on the ground suddenly gathered together again. They had returned to their original appearance, and their auras seemed to be slightly stronger than before. If one did not carefully detect it, one would not be able to discover it. Only a few people present had discovered this. One of them was Ning Qi.

"As expected..."

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. These three Flying Swords and Little Black were probably made by the same person!

"This..."

All the immortals sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at this scene in disbelief. They had already believed Lee Li's words by ninety percent.

If it wasn't for the magic treasure that was passed down from the ancient era, how could it be restored to its original state after being struck by the High-grade Dao Artifact? If all three Flying Swords had this function, just this point alone would be worth a lot of money!

"If I can figure out the theory behind it, my Artifact Refining Technique will definitely be a notch higher..."

"The ancient era was truly dazzling and glorious. There were many capable people in the world, but they were actually able to refine such a magic treasure..."

"Interesting. It can indeed be auctioned today."

True Dragon said with a faint smile.

"I wonder what other special effects these three Flying Swords have besides self-recovery?"

Sage Baoyi suddenly said.

Everyone looked at Lee Li in unison, wanting to know the other functions of these three Flying Swords. However, after a moment of silence, Lee Li smiled and said, "That's all. Although it can't be used against enemies, after everyone buys it back... Perhaps we will have a chance to research the Ancient Artifact Refining Technique..."

"Ancient Artifact Refining Technique... My Nine Prison Temper Arts system said that it is the number one Artifact Refining Technique in the Immortal Realm, so it should also include the Ancient Artifact Refining Technique, right?"

Ning Qi's eyes slightly moved. He suddenly felt that it was time for him to put in some effort in this area.

Compared to the Alchemy, his Artifact Refining Technique was nothing. If others knew that he had the Nine Prison Temper Arts, but the Artifact Refining Technique was so weak, he was afraid that those Artifact Refiners would die from anger.

"Chi..."

The real man smiled and shook his head, although he didn't say anything. However, the disdain in his expression was obvious. Qii Xuezhen and Venerable Qingxuan did not seem to be interested in these three Flying Swords. As for Venerable Flood Dragon, he looked at the puppet he just bought and didn't have the mood to buy these three Flying Swords. There was not much left. He wanted to use it tomorrow.

Lee Li smiled indifferently. Before the Immortal Ascension Assembly began... He had set the target of these three Flying Swords on the group of Mystic Immortals. If a Primordial Immortal took a fancy to them... That would naturally be even better. Since Primordial Immortals had no interest in them... It didn't matter.

"The starting price of these three Flying Swords is eight million Whole Heaven Coins. Each increment must not be lower than two hundred thousand. Everyone, please make your bids."

Lee Li said with a smile.

"Ten million."

"Ten million and five hundred thousand."

"Eleven million."

"Twelve million."

After a moment of silence.

"Twelve million and two hundred thousand."

"One thousand..."

Unlike the previous auction items, the Immortals who were interested and willing to fork out money were different. There were very few of them, so they called out the price for a long time. It had always been below fifteen million. Even so, many immortals despised the bidders. They cursed in their hearts, Lunatic, you have too much money!

However, they had recorded all of these people's usernames in their hearts, preparing for the Immortal Ascension Assembly to come to an end. This was because those who could take a fancy to these three Flying Swords... There was a 90% chance that they would receive an Artifact Refiner. Compared to an alchemist... The Artifact Refiner in the Immortal Realm was even rarer. It was an existence that was as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn. The era before the Great War of Immortals and Devils was the period where the art of crafting flourished the most. At that time, any Ancient Immortal would be able to play with them a few times.

"Thirteen million, is there anyone else who's willing to pay a higher price?"0

Lee Li glanced at the crowd with a smile.

Although this price was slightly lower than what he had expected, the Tai Yi senior who had brought out these three Flying Swords for auction had said that as long as the price was above twelve million, he would be able to accept it.

The king sent me to patrol the mountain. "Fourteen million."

Everyone:... ""

" This guy is so rich? He just spent 11 million to buy the Immortal Traversing Golden Core, and now he spent 14 million to buy these three pieces of trash Flying Sword? Poverty has really limited my imagination... "

Jing Lee couldn't help but sigh. His voice was neither loud nor soft, and all the immortals present could hear it, especially his last sentence. There was a trace of approval in his voice.

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