Chapter 91

When you walk into the Shanghai Jinzheng Auction House, you will see a high auction table... The audience is already full of people, and everyone whispers to each other, hoping to get some inside information about the auction from others, and at the same time you can also guess the other party's psychological reserve price from the other party's words.

However, when Nan Mingzi and Long Bao Daozun walked into the venue one after another, the entire auction house gradually became quiet. Because everyone who was supposed to arrive had already arrived, the auction conference should have begun, right?

However... an hour passed, two hours passed, and until the whole morning passed, there was still no movement in the auction house. Could it be that he was fooled? All the people participating in this auction couldn't help but feel this idea, but they were not ready to leave, because no one knew when the auction would start. If the auction starts after they left, wouldn't it be a pleasurable loss?

Everyone's emotions have become irritated with the passage of time, and some cultivators with bad tempers even swear to curse. "He, why can't he even see a ghost? It's midday. I haven't eaten since morning. I can't open this auction. If I don't open, I will know what it sounds. I can have a big meal. I rushed over from Shandong all the way yesterday, but I didn't come here to sit here!!" The person who said this was a rough man. Yes, the first impression he gave was a rough man, a rough man who spoke straightforwardly and was not as quick as his brain.

"What are you arguing, what are you arguing!" There was finally some movement in the auction house. Yuan Kongzi slowly walked from the inner hall to the high platform for auction with the God-Beating Whip. Naturally, he followed Daniu and Phil. Yuan Kongzi casually put the God-Beating Whip on the auction table, and then followed Daniu and Phil in the seat specially prepared for the three of them. "I overslept today. I just took some time to eat a big meal. Now it's here, the auction can start." Yuan Kongzi's words drove everyone in the audience crazy, but considering the gap in force, everyone still chose to remain silent.

However, as soon as he saw the Divine Whip, all the people in the cultivation world who participated in the auction were energetic and their eyes were full of greed. Because everyone's eyes had already focused on the Divine Whip, no one noticed a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner walked up to the auction table. It was not until he hit the table with a wooden hammer that everyone turned their attention to the strange foreigner. That's right, this person became my newly accepted apprentice Wallace, and asked him to host the auction because he was still in the cultivation world. First, he was still Zhang Sheng's face, and of course he was his mouth that said that death was not worth the life. Combined with the above two reasons, he was the one who presided over the auction.

"All fellow practitioners in the cultivation world have been entrusted by a friend to host the auction of the God-Whip. I believe everyone knows the truth of the God-Whip, so I don't need to talk nonsense. There is only one rule for this auction, that is, those who bid higher will have to beat the God-Whip." Wallace, who is usually stubborn, said this time very concisely, but it was precisely this concise word that made the people in the audience ready to move. He would not go on stage to put the God-Whip into his arms and then leave. However, not to mention that the three murderers sitting on the stage who did not blink would not leave it alone, those other people who came to participate in the auction would catch themselves and chop them up as soon as possible. So they were not prepared to take the risk and force the God-Whip to grab the God-Whip in front of so many people.

Just as the auction was about to officially begin, a sound of neither yin nor yang came into the ears of Xingyangzi and all Kunlun disciples: "Aren't these my former disciples? Why do you have the face to come here? You can't even keep the treasure of your own sect. It seems that it's really a wise choice for me to leave you, haha..."

When hearing such sarcastic words, even the clay figure would be angry, let alone the Kunlun disciples who had regained their confidence.

"So it's you, the judge!" After seeing the person who spoke clearly, a murderous intent flashed in Elder Xingyangzi's eyes, "Qing Wuzi, if it weren't for you, I, Kunlun, would have fallen to such a level, that you, a man who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor, were not struck by lightning, and still lived in this world!?"

"This fellow Taoist is wrong. The so-called good birds choose trees to live on, and Feixingzi retorts you Kunlun. Joining our Qingcheng Sect is a wise move!" An old man standing behind Qing Wuzi spoke to defend this Kunlun traitor. "You Kunlun has now fallen to such a level, and the treasure of this sect has been taken away by others. Feixingzi will have no future in your Kunlun again. If you want to blame, you Kunlun himself, and you cannot blame Feixingzi who has turned to the light."

"Elder Xingyangzi, I am no longer Qing Wuzi of Kunlun. I have changed my name to Fei Xingzi. This is my master Huo Ming Zhenren." Qing Wuzi, no, now he should be called Fei Xingzi, and respectfully introduced his "master" to his former fellow disciples. The people of Kunlun wished that they would not clean up the portal now and cut this Fei Xingzi into eight pieces. However, the two-year training camp career made them know what it means to put the overall situation first, so people ignored Fei Xingzi's mocking eyes and sat down quietly, but a murderous aura spread on them. However, Fei Xingzi, who was arrogant and proud, did not notice the changes in the Kunlun disciples. He thought they were just faced with themselves, so they smiled even more arrogantly.

A traitor can be so arrogant in front of his master's sect, which makes both Nan Mingzi and Long Bao Daozun extremely despise. At the same time, he doesn't care about Kunlun in his heart.

In the monitor of the auction house, I witnessed all this, and the cold light in my eyes made Elder Xingyuezi standing beside me shudder. Qing Wuzi, you were my second senior brother before, and I respect you, but you dared to betray the master's sect, so that the eldest senior brother is still in seclusion and recuperating, life and death are unknown, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die. This is the first time I want to kill someone so much, and at the same time, this is also destined to be a tragic ending for Fei Xingzi who is still laughing at the monitor.

I used the method of transmitting the voice to enter the secret to inform Yuan Kongzi of what I saw, and also explained what he would do after the auction. Yuan Kongzi, who was originally still closed his eyes and restlessly opened his eyes after hearing me, and a domineering aura emanated from him, covering the entire venue. Feeling this terrifying aura, everyone in the audience was confused, and they thought that Yuan Kongzi, who was in the care of the spirit, thought that the atmosphere in the audience was too chaotic, so they all shut their mouths obediently, fearing that they would attack this big evil star.

Fei Xingzi, who was still laughing wildly, shut his mouth honestly after feeling this momentum, but he had a feeling that the whole momentum was being spoken for him. Even the guy on the stage looked at him intentionally or unintentionally. However, after searching his memories, Fei Xingzi didn't remember that he had offended such a master, so he regarded this feeling as an illusion.

The venue gradually became quiet again. Wallace also spoke again at this time: "The auction has officially begun, after consultation with the owner of the auction items..."

"The owner of the auction item is our Kunlun, not those three thieves!" When Wallace said this halfway, Elder Xingyangzi suddenly stood up and interrupted him. However, Elder Xingyangzi's words only attracted a burst of ridicule and contemptuous eyes. Perhaps it was also realizing that his words were just empty talk. Elder Xingyangzi sat back down and fell back to his position. Jiang really is the old man. His acting skills are tsk, and he has nothing to say.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Wallace continued, "The base price of the God Whip is 5 billion... US dollars, each bid of 100 million US dollars, and now the bid starts bidding!" After saying these words, Wallace also felt dry and thirsty. 5 billion US dollars. Is the boss crazy? Is it worth 5 billion? Does the boss treat everyone below as a fool?

Sure enough, as soon as Wallace said, the audience was like a big fuss. What? Five billion! Or US dollars? Nan Mingzi and Long Bao Daozun almost got crazy. They originally thought that the final transaction price of the God-Whacking Whip was only 100 million yuan, but now the lowest price is already 400 times the highest price they think, which made them feel absurdly suddenly.

But they all knew that they had heard it right, and the reserve price was indeed 5 billion US dollars, that's right!

ps: There are more than ten essences, and we will continue to deliver tonight at 10 o'clock
Chapter completed!