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Chapter 122 Auction: Crimson Barbarian Shield Fragment Acquired! Encounter with an Acquaintance Again! [Please Subscribe]

The next day.

Wanbao Tower.

At the entrance of the first floor, there is a square with a radius of several miles. The square is filled with sect monks in the late stage of Qi Refining, as well as independent cultivators.

"My fellow Daoist, to participate in my Wanbao Tower's auction, you need to pay 30 spirit stones. After the auction, you can bring your admission card to redeem 15 spirit stones."

Qin Wang squeezed forward, and a slim female cultivator, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, came forward enthusiastically and introduced himself.

"I'll return 15 spirit stones, which is equivalent to the 15 yuan entrance fee."

Qin Wang clicked his tongue secretly and frowned slightly when he heard this.

This Wanbao Tower is really dark.

"Fellow Daoist, we have Foundation Establishment Pills for sale at this auction!"

Seeing Qin Wang frown, the female cultivator quickly spoke seductive words.

"I can't afford the Foundation Building Pill"

Qin Wang shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist, you're joking. Even if you don't want the Foundation Establishment Pill, the other treasures will definitely satisfy you! It's not bad to spend a dozen spirit stones to go in and take a look!"

Shu Yan said in an anxious voice.

You know, if she redeems an auction admission ticket, she can get a 10% commission, and she can't let the commission slip away.

"Okay, let's go in and take a look."

Qin Wang nodded, waved his hand, took out 30 spirit stones, and got a round wooden entrance sign for the auction from Shu Yan.

On the wooden sign, one side is engraved with "five hundred and thirty-nine" and the other side is engraved with a "logo".

He found out the auction rules and date, then turned and left.

"Ok?"

"Daoyou Lili?"

As Qin Wang was walking forward, he suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was Li Qiye who had already joined the Spiritual Medicine Immortal Sect!

at this time.

Li Qiye followed two beautiful women with slim figures with a respectful look. Both women were in their twenties and exuded the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Stage. They were both in the Foundation Establishment Stage!

"Fellow Daoist Qin! You're here at the Wanling Market too? What a coincidence!"

When Qin Wang saw Li Qiye, Li Qiye also saw him, and an expression of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

"Yes, we are indeed destined to be together!"

Qin Wang also sighed that it was such a coincidence.

It’s a full 40,000 to 50,000 miles from Qingyun Fairy City to Wanling Market, yet we actually met in the market.

At this time, the two female foundation-building cultivators looked at Qin Wang.

"Junior Qin Tiedan, greetings to the two seniors!"

When Qin Wang saw the two female cultivators looking at him, he hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted respectfully. The two Foundation Establishment Stage seniors nodded to Qin Wang.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I have something else to do. Come find me at the Spiritual Medicine Immortal Sect when you have time!"

Seeing this, Li Qiye quickly said something to Qin Wang and hurriedly caught up with the two female cultivators.

"Okay! I'll definitely come when I have time!"

Qin Wang nodded.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was five days later.

Wanbaolou is about three stories high and covers a very large auction hall in the shape of a pot. In the middle of the bottom of the pot is a wooden platform that is three meters high and three meters wide.

Around the wooden platform, there are seats in increasing tiers.

At this time, the entire auction hall was packed.

Qin Wang sat in the ordinary seats in the fifth row at the east end. There was half a meter between each seat, and every cultivator wore an identical bronze mask on his face.

"My fellow Daoists, I am Lin Luan from Wanbao Tower, and I am in charge of hosting this auction!"

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, fellow Taoists. The auction begins now!"

Suddenly, a female cultivator, about thirty years old, wearing a purple fairy dress and with an enchanting body, came riding on the wind and landed on the wooden platform. She bowed gracefully to the cultivators around her.

"Our Wanbao Tower's first auction item is a top-grade magical weapon, the Fire Cloud Sword. The starting price is 200 spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than 30 spirit stones. Bidding begins now!"

After Lin Luan finished speaking, with a wave of her hand, a crimson magic sword appeared on the wooden platform. The moment the magic sword appeared, it emitted a sharp and scorching aura!
This top-grade magic sword is naturally worth more than 200 spirit stones. This is the usual practice. We first mobilize the enthusiasm of fellow Taoists participating in the auction as an introduction, and the big prize will come later!
"230 yuan!"

"260 yuan!"

"290!"

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After a round of fierce bidding, it was bought by a burly monk for 790 spirit stones.

Qin Wang had a broken sword in his hand, as well as Zixia Zhenren's spiritual sword, the Ziyang Sword, so naturally he looked down on the Huoyun Sword.

Next, the auction included top-grade magic weapons such as the Ghost Shield, the Mysterious Ice Spear, and the Cloud-Stepping Boots, as well as a Foundation Establishment Stage technique, the Flame Sun Technique, and a Foundation Establishment Stage spell, the Fiery Explosion, pushing the auction to wave after wave of climaxes.

"The next item for auction is a piece of broken iron. This piece of iron is quite heavy. My Wanbao Tower's weapon refiner has identified it as a fragment of a mysterious magic weapon. The starting price is 600 spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than 100 spirit stones!"

Lin Luan waved his hand and took out a piece of broken iron as big as a bowl from his storage bag and placed it on the wooden platform, making a dull sound.

"A fragment of a mysterious magic weapon? It's not very useful since I'm about to enter the Land of All Souls."

"I want to take a picture of it, but there's something else I need more!"

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Just after Lin Luan announced the starting price, the auction hall suddenly became quiet for a while.

"700 yuan."

At this moment, a gray-robed monk in the fifth row spoke in a deep voice.

It was Qin Wang.

Qin Wang's bid immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, who all wanted to see who was the sucker.

"This fellow Daoist is offering 700 Spiritual Stones. Is there anyone else interested?"

Upon seeing this, Lin Luan's clear voice slowly spread throughout the auction hall.

"700 yuan per time!"

"700 yuan for the second time!"

There was a hint of helplessness in Lin Luan's beautiful eyes, and she raised the hammer in her jade hand. There were fewer bidders, so she would earn less.

"1000 yuan!"

At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Qin Wang frowned and looked towards the first row. There was a thin cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining. His face could not be seen clearly because he was wearing a mask. Next to him sat a slim female cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

"1100 yuan!"

This piece of broken iron was Qin Wang's target this time, so he couldn't give up easily. He immediately made a bid.

"1500 yuan!"

What Qin Wang didn't expect was that the monk spoke immediately without saying a word.

"1600 yuan!"

Qin Wang frowned and added another 100 spirit stones.

"2000 yuan!"

The monk seemed angry when he saw Qin Wang continued to raise the price. He turned around and looked at him, with a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"This person is so persistent. Could it be that he recognizes this fragment of the Red Barbarian Shield?"

Qin Wang glanced at the male cultivator and frowned deeply. Judging from the male cultivator's appearance, he was determined to get it. If he bid again, he might not be able to get it without 3000 spirit stones.

but.

I came here just for this piece of fragment. This Red Barbarian Shield is related to defense and the safety of entering the Land of All Spirits. I must get it.

"2100."

Qin Wang spoke again. This was his bottom line. If he got any more, he would have to give it to the male cultivator, and then use the intelligence to get news about this person and then take his time.

"I'll let you."

The male cultivator looked at Qin Wang deeply, seeming very depressed.

"2100 yuan per time!"

"2100 yuan for the second time!"

"2100 yuan, deal!"

Lin Luan shouted three times, striking the hammer in her hand. The next moment, a graceful female cultivator in a pink fairy dress came to Qin Wang's side and said respectfully, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, on winning the treasure. Please follow me!"

(End of this chapter)