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C904

"All of you, quiet down!"

Seeing the venue fall into chaos once again, Han Wu's eyes narrowed.

Instantly, a terrifying pressure engulfed the entire arena.

A feeling of incomparable trembling rose in everyone's heart.

At this moment, the crowd finally realized that the Han Wu who was in charge of the auction on the stage was actually an Earthly Immortal Stage expert!

"I can give you two hours to notify your masters or friends. However, two hours later, if anyone dares to make a ruckus and disturb the auction, I, Han ball, will teach him an unforgettable lesson!" Do you understand?! "

At this time, the Martial Saint Realm practitioners in front of the auction house were all silent. They did not even dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of angering this Immortal Realm expert on the stage.

In the martial way, the strong were respected, not just for fun.

If the weak dared to anger the strong, as strong as they were, they could teach the weak the law of the jungle.

A one hit kill was only the lightest punishment. In his rage, it was not as if he had never pulled a power out of its roots before.

Hence, no one dared to be impudent in front of a transcendent power.

In next to no time, two hours had passed.

Countless other experts rushed to the venue.

However, it was clear that not everyone could make it within the deadline.

Boom!

Accompanied by the sound of the door being closed.

The auction was about to begin.

Those who were unable to make it in time for the auction were destined to be unable to participate in the auction.

On the high platform, Han Wu appeared once again.

"Originally, every time the auction starts, everyone will organize an auction to carry out the item auction that everyone needs, and then proceed to the ship ticket auction. But this time, owner Tie Hou has to leave tomorrow because he has important things to attend to, so today, we will auction all seven tickets together."

After a brief explanation, the audience finally understood the reason behind the advance of the auction.

At the same time, he was also very interested in the "Marquis Tie" that Han Wu mentioned.

To be able to change the rules of an auction that had been going on for over a hundred years and make Han Wu of the Earthly Immortal Stage listen to it willingly, Tie Hou's identity must not be simple.

Also, to be able to obtain a Marquis' title in the Heavenly Policy Empire, he must have an extremely high status.

Unfortunately, for such a high level character, the Martial Saint Realm experts present would definitely not have the chance to get to know each other.

The next moment, Han Wu finally announced loudly, "Next, the auction of the ship tickets will officially begin!"

As the sound of Han Wu's voice faded, everyone's gazes abruptly lit up.

The real big dish was on stage.

"The first one to board the ship, what price are you guys prepared to pay?"

"The Yuan clan is willing to pay a hundred thousand spiritual stones!" The old man from the Yuan clan was the first to speak.

However, in the next moment, the scholar from the Kong Clan in the south said, "One hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones."

The elder from Yuan family smiled lightly and made another bid, "Two hundred thousand!"

The bids from the Yuan and Kong Clans made everyone's hearts tremble.

Spirit stones were an important item that could help a martial practitioner cultivate.

High quality spirit stones could help a martial practitioner reduce unnecessary consumption.

Therefore, the currency in circulation between cultivators had changed from the gold and silver of the mortal world to spirit stones.

Two hundred thousand Spirit Stones was enough to allow a person who didn't know anything about martial arts to enter the semi-sage realm in a short period of time. Therefore, the price offered by the elder of the Yuan clan was not a small one.

This price was what the Kong Scholar had in mind. The elder of the Yuan clan had raised the price to such a level that it would be difficult for the scholar to raise the price.

Thus, after a moment of hesitation, the scholar from the Kong Clan did not speak again.

"Two hundred thousand spiritual stones, for the first time." Han Wu saw that no one was bidding and shouted.

There was complete silence.

Soon after, Han Wu said once again, "Two hundred thousand spiritual stones, second time."

"Two hundred thousand spiritual stones, third time."

"Two hundred thousand spiritual stones. Deal."

Following the end of Han Wu's words, the first ship ticket was finally sold at the price of 200,000 spirit stones.

"Here is the second ticket …" Han Wu continued.

The following procedure seemed to have been agreed upon beforehand.

The second, third, fourth, and fifth tickets were sold for two hundred thousand Spirit Stones each to the Kong, Zhuge, Dugu, and Li family members.

Finally, when the sixth ticket was auctioned off, the atmosphere in the auction hall suddenly became heated.

At this moment, many martial artists lost their composure and flushed red to the ears.

One had to know that the first five tickets were basically reserved internally.

Amongst everyone present, basically no one had the ability or financial resources to compete with Yuan, Kong, Zhuge, Dugu, and the Li family.

The targets of the others were the last two tickets.

Now that there were no longer any super powers competing, everyone would naturally want to fight with their faces and necks red.

From the moment the sixth ticket had been sold, it had attracted a lot of people. After the first few rounds of bidding, some of the weaker cultivators were no longer able to continue fighting.

Some were sweating profusely, some were pale, and some were on the verge of collapse.

After all, this auction was not only a competition of wealth, but also a battle in the dark.

Gradually, the number of bidders for the sixth ticket decreased.

Those who were still competing were mostly experts in the mid to late stages of Martial Saint Realm.

After all, the more powerful a practitioner was, the more resources they would have and the more resources they would accumulate.

Fortunately, this competition was not only about financial resources. Some early stage Martial Saint Realm cultivators who had obtained treasures of heaven, earth, and earth treasures or secret techniques were still bidding.2

However, from the cold sweat on their foreheads, it could be seen that it would be extremely difficult for them to keep up with the price. It was very likely that in the next bidding round, they would be directly eliminated by the late stage of Martial Saint Realm.

But regarding the current bidding, Chen Yu was not in a hurry to bid.

He wanted to see what sort of price these experts would pay for a single ticket.

Finally, the bidding for the sixth ticket came to an end. There were only three people left bidding.

On the spot, when a voice called out the price of "three hundred thousand spirit stones", a late stage Martial Saint Realm warrior in the hall immediately became furious, and shouted loudly.

"F * ck, just who dares to oppose your father?! Do you dare to come out!?"

"Are you afraid that you'll come out?!" In the next moment, a middle-aged man slowly walked out of the crowd with an evil grin on his face.

"Hey, no wonder you're so rich, it's the demon leader of the Northern Wasteland, Cui Wuming!"

"Rumor has it that he obtained the inheritance of the Venerable Blood Blade Demon, and his strength is tyrannical. Dozens of years ago, he was unrivalled in the entire Northern Plains."

"This person is vicious, cruel and insidious. He is a loner and is extremely dangerous …"

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