1853: C1853 The Immortal Sword Sect Made Their Move

C1853 The Immortal Sword Sect Made Their Move

The corner of Wendu's mouth curved into a smile. For some reason, he had a feeling that he was going to win.2

"200 million."

After Wendu's calm voice fell, the people below the stage immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. Even the person in charge of Auction, Jin'ling, couldn't help but look at the box a few more times.

"Ninth brother, I'm sorry, I have to help Miss Shiyu get these stones." Wendu chuckled.

The first was to tell everyone that he was not the one who wanted to buy the stone, but Xuan Shiyu who was in the same room as him. Secondly, he could also hope that some people would give the stone to him out of respect for Mysterious Heaven Sect, since he had already said his words.

Xing Laojiu hesitated. He sat in the room with a frown on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, but the waiter behind him still stood behind him nervously and held his shoulder for him.

After a long decision, Xing Laojiu decided to increase the price once again. At the same time, he was also very upset with himself for going to Xuan Shiyu's room. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bought such a precious item for Little Girl.

"200 million, this is my final price."

The sound of him gritting his teeth came from Xing Laojiu's room.

"Hehe," Wendu laughed complacently: "Since that's the case, then no need to be polite, 200 million"

The noisy Auction instantly quieted down. Many people didn't understand why there was a need to increase the amount of things that could be taken down by 1 million.

At the same time, there were many people who praised the grandeur of Mysterious Heaven Sect in their hearts.

Of course, there were some people who understood. For example, Xuan Shiyu, who silently praised Wendu from behind, was about to win.

After a while, no one called out a price. Jin'ling walked two steps forward, "200 million, this mister offered 200 million, are there any higher bids? You have to know, this is a rare treasure among creatures."

After a while, no one called out a bid. Jin Ling pretended to be regretful as he shook his head. "If that's the case, then this is the one …"

"200 million."

Before Jin'ling could finish his words, a calm middle-aged voice came from the box on the left.

Wendu, who was silently excited, instantly had an awkward expression. He thought: "Could it be someone from Immortal Sword Sect?"

Wendu guessed right, the one who shouted was Immortal Sword Sect's man.

Inside the box, three people dressed in white sat side by side in the box. Similarly, there was a golden Flying Sword embroidered on each of their chests.

"Senior Brother, this person is called Yumian, a disciple of Shuramon. He also agreed to our sect's recruitment conditions, and his own conditions are also very strong, so he might not be our Junior Brother."

If Wendu was standing here, he would definitely recognize the person who spoke up for him. It was the person who sold the Flying Sword to him, Cheng Peng.

"Oh?" The person called Senior Brother by Cheng Peng was surprised for a moment, then after that, without hesitation, he laughed out loud: "I didn't know that you're from Shuramon, this stone is a material that Master sold without use, I originally wanted to refine some strange things, since you like it, I can give this stone to you."

Not only was everyone surprised, even Wendu himself was surprised. Could it be that the face of someone from Shuramon was that big?

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