Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 265 Black Market 5

Finally, Wang Qiye waited for a while, looked around and saw that no one came forward. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked up and squatted down.

"Is there really nothing missing?" Wang Qiye said softly.

As the sky was getting darker, the young man seemed to have given up and shook his head dejectedly.

Wang Qiye was unwilling to give up. "Why are you so stubborn, young man? Will you sell it for 80 spirit stones?"

The young man then looked up, but still shook his head.

"80 is really a lot." Wang Qiye was speechless, but he still stretched out his hand curiously and stroked this ancient alchemy furnace.

The young man did not try to stop him. He just lowered his head and clenched his teeth so tightly that his nails had already turned white at the joints while digging into the floor, but he was still unaware.

Touching this alchemy furnace, you can't actually feel anything special about it, but only when you look at it, you can feel its extraordinaryness. This may be the reason why the people in front of you have been struggling with this point.

"This plan is really flawless." Wang Qiye sighed in his heart, took out a storage bag, put 100 million spirit stones in it, threw it under the young man's head, then put away the alchemy furnace, stood up and left.

The young man, who was already disheartened, did not notice the storage bag. He just suddenly sensed that his things had disappeared, and felt a momentary sense of loss in his bladder. "My alchemy furnace!" Almost like a conditioned reflex, the young man stretched out a hand and tried to grab the thin young man who took away his alchemy furnace.

However, Wang Qiye ignored him, didn't even turn his head, and walked away.

A pretty female cultivator next to the young man, numbered 563, reminded him to look under his head.

The young man then saw a storage bag and quickly checked inside. He heaved a sigh of relief when he found that there was not a single missing 100 million spirit stones. However, when he looked up again, the cultivator whose voice he did not even remember had disappeared in the crowd on the street. All the cultivators on the street were dressed the same, and there was no trace of him left.

"I will definitely repay my benefactor whenever I get the chance." The young man said silently in his heart, and kowtowed three times towards the place where the thin monk disappeared, then he stood up, packed up his stall and left.

The young man did not dare to stay. After leaving the square, he followed No. 563 and ran straight to an exit teleportation array, becoming the first one to leave the place.

Although he was only at the second level, he also understood how sinister people were. His goal had been achieved. It would have been safer for him to leave before the auction started. Because of this, he escaped a disaster.

After Wang Qiye bought the alchemy furnace, he was afraid that someone would notice him, so he didn't dare to stay in the square any longer and went straight to the room.

The two of them were careful and alert all the way, until they walked into the room and closed the door, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Duanmu Lan urged him impatiently. "Take it out and let us see it."

Wang Qiye was also very curious, so he took it out immediately and put it in the room.

The two of them touched around, looked around, and even opened the furnace lid and crawled inside, but they still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"I guess you didn't get fooled, right?" Wang Qiye said uncertainly.

Duanmu Lan clapped his hands and said, "We'll know only after we go back and try it."

"I've already bought it, so there's no point in worrying about it. Take a rest. The auction starts tomorrow, and there are a lot of good things."

Duanmu Lan nodded. "Yes." Then he lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

Wang Qiye put away the alchemy furnace and looked at the beautiful woman with graceful curves on the bed, and couldn't help feeling a little hot.

Then he tiptoed down and lay down beside her.

Just as he was about to take action and hold her in his arms, a soft voice reached his ears. "Wang Qiye, if you dare to do anything dirty to me, I will repay my debt with my body."

Thinking of the more than 100 million yuan of debt she owed, Wang Qiye reluctantly withdrew his hand. If the difference was only or yuan, he could still fool around, but if it was a million yuan, Wang Qiye probably wouldn't even be able to get in the door if he went back.

"Hey hey hey."

Duanmu Lan chuckled a few times and fell into a deep sleep.

"You're teasing me again." Wang Qiye sniffed the fragrance around him, feeling mixed emotions. In the end, he let out an unwilling wail, and after a struggle between his mind and body, he collapsed on the bed.

……

The next day.

auctions.

Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan were now arranged by No. 126 to stay in a small private room on the second floor. Such big customers who had already consumed more than 500 million spirit stones naturally deserved this treatment.

No. 126 tactfully closed the door of the private room and stood guard outside.

Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan looked through the auction list on the table, looking for the items they needed.

"Why are all the valuable things on the last day?" Wang Qiye asked puzzled?

Duanmu Lan rolled her eyes at him. "Of course I want you to run away early, stupid."

Wang Qiye suddenly realized and nodded. "No wonder this auction has to be held for three days. It turns out that it is used to protect low-level cultivators."

The black market auction is an annual event that attracts countless monks from all walks of life to participate.

The auction was held in a very spacious hall, large enough to accommodate thousands of people.

At this moment, the auction hall was already full of people.

Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan sat in a box on the second floor, waiting for the auction to begin.

The auction will begin soon.

A beautiful female cultivator, who looked to be in her twenties, tall, with snow-white skin and a well-proportioned figure, with a pair of breasts that seemed to be about to burst out, which made people fantasize.

Her every frown and smile exudes a variety of charm. She looks full of charm and gives off a mature and seductive aura.

"Hello everyone, I am auctioneer No. 88 from the black market, and I will be hosting today's auction! There are tens of thousands of items in total, including all kinds of natural treasures, elixirs, talismans, and powerful formations. I hope everyone can get the treasure they like!"

No. 88 chuckled to everyone, his voice as clear as a spring, making everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

"This is really a witch!"

Everyone's eyes widened, their gazes fixed on the enchantress, some even unscrupulously so.

"Nascent Soul cultivation? It feels completely different from the aura given off by a Golden Core cultivator, much more profound, and it seems that he has also practiced some kind of charm technique?"

Wang Qiye's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he glanced at No. 88 on the auction table.

"Humph! A shameless woman who only knows how to seduce men. Even if she looks good, is she as good-looking as me?"

Duanmu Lan's eyes fell on No. 88 and he immediately became unhappy and snorted coldly.

Wang Qiye rubbed his nose, feeling helpless.

"Everyone, without further ado! Let's start today's auction. Please welcome the first item for auction, the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine Tianshan Snow Lotus?"

No. 88 smiled at everyone, and then a maid came up with a tray, opened the red silk cloth, revealing an antique wooden box.

No. 88 spoke up.

"I don't need to explain the value of the thousand-year-old elixir. I believe everyone here has a good idea of ​​it. The origin of this auction item is of course not so formal. If you use it for your own use, there will be no problem. This black market can guarantee this auction item and pay ten times the price if it is fake."

"Each bid must not be less than 100 Spiritual Stones. You can also use something of equal value as auction funds. However, the value of that thing can only be estimated according to the purchase price on the black market. I hope everyone here can overcome their excitement and bid appropriately to avoid unnecessary trouble for themselves."

"The auction starts now!"

I didn't expect that at the beginning of the auction, the black market auction house would take out a treasure like the thousand-year-old elixir. The only people who would compete for this kind of thing should be alchemists. If you don't know how to make it yourself, you still have to find an alchemy room to make it. If you reveal your true identity, you will be in big trouble.

Wang Qiye looked at the thousand-year-old elixir with envy.

"Spirit Stones." He pressed a number on the auction machine. Having learned from the Red Rain Auction, he was no longer stingy with the Spirit Stones this time and directly offered a high price.

"The VIP in Box 11 is offering 1.5 Spiritual Stones. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

Seeing this, No. 88 began to hammer down.

"The VIP in Box 11 is offering 1.5 Spiritual Stones. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

The entire black market auction hall was silent. Everyone was bidding through the auction machine, and no one was stupid enough to shout. In the square market outside, the probability of running into acquaintances was small, but now all the people who came to the black market were here. If you shouted casually and were heard by acquaintances, it would be embarrassing. If your enemies heard it, it would probably cause trouble and cause unnecessary trouble.

When everyone saw that it was the guest in the box who made the offer, they knew that he was either wealthy or noble, or had great financial resources, and they were also shocked by his generosity.

"1.5 million spirit stones at a time!"

"1.5 Spiritual Stones twice!"

"1.5 Spiritual Stones for three times...deal!"

"Congratulations to the VIP in Box 11 for winning the first auction item with 1.5 Spiritual Stones!"

After three bids, No. 88 dropped the auction hammer. She did not waste too much time talking about this thousand-year-old elixir to attract hatred from Box 11, but dropped the hammer quickly. This could be considered an invisible benefit that the black market gave to the guests in the box.

The first auction item was sold successfully, and the sexy auctioneer No. 88 then began to talk about the second auction item.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"Dear sir, your auction items have been delivered." The charming voice of No. 126 was heard from behind the box door.

"Come in." Wang Qiye responded.

No. 126 respectfully handed over an antique wooden box and looked at the female cultivator sitting opposite Wang Qiye with envy.

Wang Qiye took it and checked it. Having come into contact with many thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, especially wood-type spiritual roots, he was most sensitive to this kind of plant scent.

After confirming that everything was correct, he nodded.

No. 126 then put away the 1.5 spirit stones on the table, turned around and walked away, closing the door.