Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 192, The Final Chapter of the Auction

Chapter 192, The Final Chapter of the Auction
No one can give an accurate answer as to the exact value of a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

After all, no one on the mainland would be foolish enough to put a 100,000-year-old soul bone up for auction.

However, based on the Snow Emperor embryo that was auctioned during the Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect era, the transaction price at that time was as high as 150 million gold soul coins.

However, the near-level nine soul-guided cannon shell of the Butian Pavilion has now been sold for 500 million gold soul coins.

From this perspective, it seems that the value of a 100,000-year-old soul bone is slightly inferior.

But don't forget that this is the era of Douluo Continent I, and the soul bones in Douluo Continent I are not as devalued as they were in the era of Peerless Tang Sect.

In this era, there are only a handful of people who possess a 100,000-year-old soul ring.

Of the few who possess 100,000-year spirit rings, most of them obtained them by participating in the Divine Trial.

"Young Master Ye has a good eye."

The middle-aged man in the black robe exclaimed in admiration.

"This left arm bone was produced by a 100,000-year-old three-eyed golden-winged eagle."

"I wonder if Young Master Ye is satisfied with this exchange?"

The Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle is a flying-type spirit beast, known as the overlord among birds of prey.

However, these kinds of spirit beasts generally inhabit the area where the mainland meets the far north, and their rarity and the parts they occupy further increase the value of this spirit bone.

Ye Ling did not speak upon hearing this, but instead appeared in front of the middle-aged man in black robes in a flash.

"Can I take a look?"

Ye Ling asked.

"It's impossible."

The middle-aged man in black robes lifted the lead box, but did not hand it to Ye Ling.

A faint golden light shone in Ye Ling's eyes, and he then looked the left arm soul bone in the lead box up and down.

"I see."

Ye Ling suddenly smiled, but his gaze then turned to the middle-aged man in black robes.

The middle-aged man in the black robe felt as if he had been completely seen through by Ye Ling's dark golden gaze.

Even a powerful expert at the level of a Soul Douluo dared not look Ye Ling in the eye.

"Well, young master, are you willing to barter?"

The middle-aged man in black robes urged.

Ye Ling had already made up his mind, and immediately spoke loudly.

"After internal discussion, the value of this 100,000-year-old soul bone is still over 500 million gold soul coins."

At this point, Ye Ling's gaze turned to the private room where Bibi Dong was.

"If any of you are willing to offer a higher price, you are welcome to continue bidding."

Everyone was silent for a while.

Even the most precious treasure of the Haotian Sect, the top of the three sects, is the inherited soul bone, which is only over 50,000 years old.

These small forces can't even produce a ten-thousand-year soul bone, let alone a hundred-thousand-year soul bone.
In the entire auction, only the Spirit Hall could offer a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Bibi Dong's face was ashen; she never expected that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

What was even more unexpected was that someone was willing to exchange a 100,000-year-old soul bone for this so-called level nine soul-guided cannonball whose background was unknown.

If we run out of Gold Soul Coins, we can just plunder the common people.

But if the 100,000-year-old soul bone is gone, does that mean I have to kill another 100,000-year-old soul beast?

What troubled Bibi Dong even more was that this Soul Douluo was able to produce a 100,000-year-old soul bone, indicating that there must be an extremely powerful force behind him.

Moreover, this force is probably even more deeply hidden than the Butian Pavilion.

"Elder Ghost, after the auction ends, you keep a close eye on this Soul Douluo."

Bibi Dong exhaled a breath of stale air and gave instructions to the ghosts behind her.

"Yes."

The ghost, realizing what was happening, quickly accepted the order.

"It seems no one is willing to offer a higher price?" Ye Ling waited a moment longer, his gaze lingering on several private rooms.

His only response was silence.

"Alright, in that case, I hereby announce in the name of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion that this gentleman is the one who won the bid for this Level 9 Fixed-Equipment Soul-Guided Cannonball."

As Ye Ling spoke, she clapped her hands gently.

His gesture was met with applause throughout the auction hall.

Those who manage to photograph what they want are naturally satisfied, while those who don't get any photos feel they've learned something new.

However, most eyes were on the middle-aged man in the black robe.

Although Contra is considered a strong figure in the Douluo Continent, he is not a top-tier expert.

Aside from the Spirit Hall, other major powers also couldn't help but harbor some strange thoughts.

If you can't rob inside the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, does that mean you can't rob outside of it?

The middle-aged man was naturally aware of these subtle glances directed at him.

"Young Master Ye, let's stop with all that empty talk."

The middle-aged man in black robes tossed the lead box containing the soul bone to Ye Ling.

"I'll hand over the soul bone to you directly. May I take that thing with me now?"

Ye Ling paused for a moment, then waved his hand toward the exhibition stand.

Under the invisible force field, this near-level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonball flew to Ye Ling's front in full view of everyone.

"Since you are in such a hurry, then please proceed."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in black robes immediately stepped forward. After carefully examining and studying the object for a moment without finding any problems, he then loaded the near-level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell into his storage soul-guided device.

"The transaction is complete, so I'll take my leave now."

"As for the other things I photographed, please keep them safe for me at Butian Pavilion. I will come to pick them up in a while."

After putting away the soul tool, the middle-aged man in black robes handed Ye Ling a gold card.

"This includes the proceeds from the items I won at auction, and the rest is for storage fees."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Ye Ling accepted the gold card; as long as the money was there, everything would be fine.

The middle-aged man in black robes nodded slightly, then stopped exchanging pleasantries with Ye Ling, cupped his hands slightly, and disappeared from the spot.

Of course, along with him, many people from various factions who were responsible for keeping an eye on him also disappeared.

"All items in this auction have been sold. Thank you all for participating today."

Ye Ling addressed the audience in a loud voice.

"Of course, those who didn't win the bid for their desired items shouldn't be discouraged. Our organization has prepared some gifts for all participants in the auction."

"We hope you will continue to support our Butian Chamber of Commerce's products in the future."

The so-called free gift is actually just a small storage ring.

Now, the Heaven-Mending Pavilion can mass-produce these low-end soul tools, while other forces still treat them like treasures.

It can only be said that a technological gap has formed between the Butian Pavilion and other forces.

The auction had ended, and the various factions naturally left the Patching Sky Merchant Guild in twos and threes.

Those who win the auction must pay before they can take the items away.

"What did you say?"

"Why can't we accept the gifts from your Heaven-Mending Pavilion?"

At the entrance of the Butiange Chamber of Commerce, Yu Xiaogang's face was flushed red.

Not only did he and his mistress fail this time, they were also thoroughly humiliated.

Even his own disciple's father and son, and his own backer Tang Hao, died in the Patching Heaven Pavilion.

Now that he can't even get a gift, how can he not be furious?
(End of this chapter)

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