The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"I'll give you 219,000, don't try to rob it from me, it's mine!"

"Who do you think you are? I'll pay 220,000! I'm determined to get this Spirit Condensing Pill!"

"It's only 220,000, I'll just add 10,000 to it, 230,000!"

Without the auctioneer's support at all, this group of weapon refiners and alchemists were already fighting fiercely, and many people had even begun to threaten each other for the Spirit Condensation Pill.

However, the strongest people sitting in the hall are just the Hunyuan Tiandao Saints. Their threat is simply not worth mentioning at this auction.

The price gradually climbed to 320,000, which was already the price that ten Condensing Pills deserved. The bidding in the hall began to become weak, and no one shouted 10,000 at a time.

Obviously, the current price has reached the limit that they can currently bear. A relatively good sixth-grade magic weapon is only this price, and ten spirit condensing pills may not be able to be refined in the hands of ordinary people. The magic weapon.

Du Yu looked at the situation below, smiled and said: "The people in the box will be unable to sit still."

When Xiao Ling and others heard this, they all looked forward to it. After such a long auction, few people in the box took action. They really didn't know what it would be like when these people fought for it.

Sure enough, not long after Du Yu finished speaking, a number came out from a private room that made everyone in the hall despair: "I offer 500,000!"

It directly increased the price by nearly 200,000 yuan. Such courage is definitely not something ordinary people can come up with.

Only the top forces in Sayer City are qualified to raise prices like this. It is obvious that this is one of the powerful people in Sayer City.

The appearance of this price brought the already heated hall to a sudden halt. The alchemist who finally shouted out 323,000 essence yuan looked at the box where the price was being raised with a livid face, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He also wants these ten spirit-condensing pills. He has broken through to the fifth level of alchemy master and can refine pills that can be effective even for Hunyuan Tianzun. However, it is obvious that his dream is impossible to realize. 350,000 is his limit. .

The other party directly raised the price to 500,000, completely cutting off his hopes.

At this time, a rough voice came out from the box on the side: "Haha, Kavanda is worthy of being the president of the Alchemist Association. He is so generous when he makes a move, but this Condensing Spirit Pill has also attracted our attention from the Alchemist Association. ! I’ll pay 550,000!”

The alchemist below who was still a little afraid before heard the name Kavanda, and his face instantly turned pale. It's not something he can afford to offend.

Not to mention that Kawanda himself is a fifth-level high-level alchemist, as the president of the Alchemist Association, his status in the city is directly equal to that of the city lord. Only Ren, the president of the Alchemist Association, can rival him. .

The auction hall also became agitated because of the collision between these two big guys. Who didn't know that the Artifact Refiner Association and the Alchemist Association were at odds with each other. As the two biggest money-making giants in the city, they were dissatisfied with each other's money-making. speed.

With the financial resources of their two families, it is indeed very curious at what price this Spirit Condensation Pill will be finally acquired.

This Spirit Condensing Pill is very important to both alchemists and weapon refiners. They will definitely not give up easily. The beautiful auctioneer holding the jade bottle containing the Spirit Condensing Pill on the booth also had a few extra words on her face. A real smile.

After all, if the auction item exceeds its own value, as the auctioneer, she will receive a commission, even if she has not done anything, but this is the rule.

"600,000, what belongs to our Alchemist Guild, how can you guys, the thugs, take it away?" Kavanda's sarcastic voice came from the box. At their position, there was no need to hide their identity. Who dares to touch them in Saier City or even in the entire Aoyun Kingdom?

The power of the Alchemist Guild and the Weapon Refiner Guild is not limited to this, even though their power is distributed throughout the continent.

"It's ridiculous. You pill-making guys are not much better, 700,000!" Renn also fought back unwilling to be outdone. In fact, this kind of scene has appeared at many auctions.

Even if they don't have something they both need in common, they will cause trouble for each other. What's more, now that they have something they need in common, they will make the trouble even worse.

Under the competition between the two, the price of the Ningling Pill has soared from the previous low price of 100,000, directly to the million level.

This is more than three times the price of the Ningling Pill itself. However, the value of this kind of thing cannot be accurately calculated. After all, this thing will only appear once in ten years in Sayer City. For those who happen to be in need, Speaking of which, the price of one million is not too much.

After all, in the eyes of those who need it, a successful experience is worth far more than a million dollars.

Especially for weapon refiners and alchemists, refining high-quality magic weapons or elixirs will be of great benefit to them and will be of great help to their advancement.

Du Yu was still waiting patiently for their two bids. Although the other parties were the two giants in Saier City, he came in as Hei Luo and was not particularly worried that those two companies would find him. On the head.

Otherwise, with the power of the Alchemist Association and the Weapon Refiner Association, Du Yu would not necessarily choose to offend.

The bidding from Rennes and Kavanda climbed to more than 1.3 million before gradually calming down.

Even with their financial resources, the price is already very high. If it were higher, it would be somewhat worthless.

"1.37 million! If you exceed this amount, I will give it to you." Ren snorted coldly, revealing the limit he could bear.

Kavanda's proud voice suddenly came out: "Haha, Old Ren, how do you know that my bottom line is 1.38 million, in which case I'm not welcome!"

In the box where the Artificer Association was located, a sturdy old man's face turned red with anger. A middle-aged man with the same stature beside him comforted him with a wry smile: "President, don't be too angry. Most of the magic weapons in our Refiner Association can only be purchased by the strong. Unlike the alchemists, who have such a wide audience, it is normal for them to be somewhat inferior in terms of financial resources."

Ren clenched his fists: "I know, but I just can't bear to look at this, those damn bastards."

At this time, a somewhat dissatisfied voice came into his ears. Renn's eyes suddenly widened and he looked towards the direction of the box in surprise.

"I bid 1.49 million!"