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Chapter 385 Desire Trading Auction (Part )
The small persimmon tree is full of fruits, probably about fifty in total.

In other words, this small spiritual persimmon tree can turn fifty people into extraordinary people.

In fact, this thing has no effect on those powerful sects or powerful extraordinary people.

Powerful supernatural forces such as the Security Administration and Shushan have no shortage of magical herbs that can turn ordinary people into supernatural ones.

Even if a powerful transcendent eats all these spiritual fruits, he will not make any progress in his cultivation. The most he can do is eat one to replenish his mental power when he has consumed too much mental power in battle.

However, the price of this small persimmon tree is definitely not cheap.

You know, an ordinary spiritual plant can be sold for more than one million on the market now.

There are nearly fifty spiritual fruits on this small spiritual persimmon tree, and each one can be sold for one million.

Moreover, the small persimmon tree can continue to bear fruit. In other words, every time the small persimmon tree bears fruit, it is equivalent to producing one million fruits.

"Before you bid, let me tell you the rules of the auction."

The host's deep voice once again spread throughout the cave:
"First, during the Desire Trading Auction, any behavior that disrupts the order is not allowed.

Second, there is no reserve price for any item in the Desire Trade auction.

Third, the items in the Desire Trading Auction are not only bid with money, but also with objects.

Fourth, after the Desire Transaction Auction is over, the agreed-upon item transaction must be fulfilled immediately. If anyone makes a false report, hehehe... "

The host's voice became increasingly eerie.

Especially when talking about the fourth point, the host's voice sounded like a demon crawling out of hell.

If someone quotes a price and does not honor it after the auction ends, they will definitely be punished severely.

Zhang Xiaoyi looked at the host with empty eyes:
"This host doesn't smell of blood, but why is he so murderous? This is not simple!

The Devil's Club is really hard to understand."

The host Chu Chenggong really didn't kill anyone, except the murderer who killed his daughter.

But the sinister aura he exudes is definitely no less than that of professional killers.

You know, Chu Chenggong was once the great auctioneer of the underground auction world.

The things he auctioned were not normal stuff.

Stolen goods, human organs, and even slaves.

The host cleared his throat and said loudly:

“Let’s get back to the topic and look at the first auction item again.

The small spiritual persimmon tree can turn an ordinary family into an extraordinary family, and can allow a casual cultivator to create an extraordinary organization!

I don't need to say much about its value, please make your bid! "

As soon as the host finished speaking, an old voice trembled and appeared:

"An 80-square-meter house in Baishan City."

All the guests present were stunned for a moment.

While they were still thinking about whether to buy the small persimmon tree or how much they should pay for it, someone actually made an offer?
Moreover, the price quoted is so low?
A house in Baishan City?
Everyone knows the housing price in Baishan City, which is only about 5,000 yuan per square meter.

A house of 80 square meters would cost at most 400,000 yuan, and it would be a new house at that.

Although the rules say that you can use items to bid...

But the price of this small persimmon tree is at least over 80 million. Wouldn't it be a rip-off to call out a price of 400,000?

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to see who was so bold as to destroy the legendary Devil's Club!

Xiang Kunlun's gray eyes were filled with anxiety.

His children are all sick. If he can get this small persimmon tree and let his students become extraordinary people, he can use extraordinary powers to suppress the illness!
In the eyes of the rich, this small persimmon tree is a treasure for building an extraordinary security team.

In the eyes of casual cultivators, it is a powerful tool for building extraordinary organizations.

But in Xiang Kunlun's eyes, these are the children's lives.

Qilin Sect's head, Zhao Dayong, burst out laughing:
"Who was it I thought? It turned out to be you, old man.

I didn't expect you to sneak into the auction."

A beautiful woman in cool clothes glanced at Zhao Dayong:
"Master Zhao, do you know this old man?" This beautiful woman is the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Han Xueqing.

Zhao Dayong laughed and said:
"Master Han, you may not know that I have met this old man at the door before.

His cultivation was very low, and he wanted to bring his grandson here to broaden his horizons, but in the end he couldn't even get through the gate.

I don't know how he got in.

This old man is just here to make people laugh.

A house in Changbai Mountain, but I want to get a treasure like a small persimmon tree, hahaha. . . . . "

After Zhao Dayong finished speaking, his eyes moved slightly and he stared at the host secretly.

He didn't know whether the old man's behavior was considered disrupting the order of the auction.

It’s just right, I can use this old man to test the bottom line of the auction.

Han Xueqing glanced at Xiang Kunlun with disdain:
“Even if you really want this treasure, don’t you look at what kind of person you are?

Poor people should not follow the example of other extraordinary people and join in the fun."

Many people on the field looked at Xiang Kunlun with different expressions, including sarcasm, solemnity, and indifference.

Everyone likes to watch the excitement, especially this kind of excitement.

Aksu nervously held Xiang Kunlun's hand. This kind of "being the center of attention" and receiving malicious looks made him feel very uncomfortable.

At this time, there was a commotion in the corner.

Everyone present frowned.

That corner is where the demons live.

The demons stood up one by one and bowed respectfully towards Xiang Kunlun:

"Meet the demon race's ancestor saint!"

There was reverence and fanaticism in the eyes of those monsters.

The aura of this demon clan's ancestor saint will never be forgotten even if they die!

He risked the disapproval of human society to preach to other species.

Even his own son died because of it.

How could they not admire him?

The monsters stood up and stared at Zhao Dayong and Han Xueqing coldly, causing the two to shudder in fear.

This is the demon clan’s ancestor saint, who was personally conferred by the demon clan’s Black Emperor. Insulting the demon clan’s ancestor saint is equivalent to slapping the face of the entire demon clan!
Zhao Dayong and Han Xueqing looked at Xiang Kunlun in disbelief.

How could this old man, whose cultivation level is so low, be so revered by the demon race? !
The host's voice sounded:

"Please remember the first rule of the auction: disrupting the order of the auction is prohibited!"

Fox Xiaosan bowed to the host:
“Sorry, we will never disrupt the order of the auction.

Since the Master Saint wants this treasure, my demon race is willing to bid for it for the Master Saint! "

The host didn't care about Hu Xiaosan's nonsense and said:

"Anyone else bidding?"

Fox Xiaosan said:

"One hundred million!"

The demon race is very rich now.

Ever since the opening of the demon clan market, with the support of various official policies, the business between the demon clan and humans has been booming.

The things that the demons sell to humans are all herbs from Changbai Mountain, spiritual plants, demon furs, and even the fallen teeth of demon babies.

These things are free of charge for the demons, but humans actually spend real money on them.

It can be said that the demon clan is no less wealthy than those listed companies now.

(End of this chapter)