C230 No One Can Save You
C230 No One Can Save You
The hearts of almost everyone present in the auction hall were like looking at a ghost in the legends, as if they were looking at a ghost. They looked at Yang Fann, who was sitting on the thirty-sixth seat. Did this kid really think that he could run amok just because he had a Silver Puppet Beast?
"Foolish kid, you're simply courting death!!"
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Inside VIP room number two.
"This reckless brat sure knows how to cause trouble!!!" Black Dragon And Dragon looked at each other, and a trace of seriousness faintly flashed between his brows. Yang Fann and the others wanted to kill him, but the most important thing was to seize the Silver Puppet Beast Moonhowl White Wolf in his hand. But now, it was hard to say what would happen. Although the two brothers were powerful, they were proficient in joint attacks. Even ordinary First Layer Marquess might not be a match for the two of them. However, they were absolutely no match for Intermediate Martial Marquis, let alone a Sixth Empyrean Marquess like Elder Ge!
"The Moonhowl White Wolf must not fall into Elder Ge's hands. Once this kid leaves the Longxiangtou, we will immediately kill him and seize the Moonhowl White Wolf!"
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In the crowd of Heavenly VIP rooms, Patriarch Wu Hou was looking at Yang Fann in disbelief. Could it be that this little guy had eaten the guts of a leopard? A mere junior who hadn't even grown a hair yet dared to compete with Patriarch Wu Hou? He was still naive enough to think that Patriarch Wu Hou wouldn't do such a thing to bully the weak. . .
"This time, I'm afraid that old man Ge will be extremely angry!"
The middle-aged man who looked like the God of Thunder in VIP room number five looked at VIP room number four with a playful smile on his face.
"Hmph!!!"
Inside the Sky No. 4 VIP room, the aura was as strong as a deep ocean. The expression of the white-haired old man in purple instantly turned cold. The cold Cold Shine kept flashing in his eyes. If a Patriarch Wu Hou were to fight with him. . . It would be fine. But now, this' junior 'who was not even at the age of a weakling dared to fight with him. This was a direct slap to Ge Changtian's face!
If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of the Longxiangtou's formidable strength, he would definitely let that junior know that the dignity of the expert was sacred and inviolable! He really thought that he could do whatever he wanted just because he was lucky enough to obtain a Chinese Ginseng Root!
"When we leave the Longxiangtou, it will be the day of the death of this junior!!"
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In VIP room No. 1.
"This. . . What should we do?! What should we do?!!" Chu Bingxin looked worried, as if she had lost her soul. The more than three billion Spirit Stones and the Silver Puppet Beast Moonhowl White Wolf flew just like that. How could she get any better after offending the high and mighty Patriarch Wu Hou? It was likely that he had already fallen at the hands of Patriarch Wu Hou before she could send out an invitation. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. It felt like it was being cut by a knife!
You're just a trash with a crippled cultivation base. What's the use of being strong? How good would it be if you were able to make a fortune? Why would you compete with others for the Roaming Dragon Flying Boat? Furthermore, it's just a trash like you. Even if you get the Roaming Dragon Flying Boat, what's the use of it? Did you manage to use it as an Imperial Censor?
Although the flying boat was powered by Spirit Stones, it still required the martial artist Spiritual Sense to operate. Control!
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"One billion one hundred million Low Grade Spiritual Stones going once, if no one bids, this low grade flying boat's Roaming Dragon Flying Boat will belong to VIP 36. . . "
"1. 2 billion!!" He coldly swept a glance at Yang Fann. Ge Changtian continued to bid. He was determined to get the Roaming Dragon Flying Boat, and if he withdrew from the bidding, people would think that he, Ge Changtian, was afraid of that reckless kid. He could not afford to lose face!
"1. 3 billion!!"
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The price continued to rise, and soon, it exceeded 2 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones. Inside private room number four, Ge Changtian's face, which was as smooth as a child's, had completely sunk. One had to know that a slightly inferior Middle Grade Xuan Artifact was only worth this much. This had far exceeded the true value of the Roaming Dragon Flying Boat. More importantly. . . He was not like Xuanyuan, who had lived for nearly 900 years. He was wealthy enough to not take billions of Spirit Stones seriously. He had just entered the Sixth Layer, and his Spirit Stone reserves weren't even comparable to the White Hair Sword Saint, Liu Hua. Two billion Spirit Stones was more than half of his Spirit Stone reserves. However, he was unwilling to give up just like that. Furthermore, this was not only a competition for the flying boat, it was also related to Ge Changtian's face. He was a dignified Sixth Empyrean Marquess, if he lost to Hair-raising Boy just like that. . . If word of this got out, he, Ge Changtian, would become the laughing stock of the world. How could he still establish a foothold in Great Tang Dynasty?!
Gritting his teeth, Ge Changtian increased the price by another 100 million!
"2. 1 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones. VIP number 4 offers 2. 6 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones. Anyone else willing to pay a higher price. . . " Lan Qinmei's charming eyes stared straight at Yang Fann. At this moment, she no longer had the time to think about why Yang Fann would be so crazy. She only hoped that Yang Fann would continue to be crazy!
Spirit Stone! These were all Spirit Stones! With every additional 100 million, she would be able to obtain more! Ten 10000 Spirit Stoness, that was fast! It felt like a torrential river, one wave after another, causing her to soar to the highest heavens!!
"2. 2 billion!" Yang Fann did not let Lan Qinmei down, and without saying a word, he shouted out a sky-high price of 2. 7 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones!!
"Bastard brat, you really don't take Spirit Stones seriously! In the Sky No. 4 VIP room, Ge Changtian tightly clenched his fists together. A cold light circulated in his eyes. Finally, a trace of determination flashed across his eyes as he said, "2. 5 billion!!"
This was the maximum amount he could take out. Success or failure depended on this one move!
" 2. 2 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones, VIP number four offers 2. 5 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones. Is there any higher bid? Two billion five hundred million Low Grade Spiritual Stones for the first time! "
"2. 6 billion!!"
Without waiting for Lan Qinmei's excited voice to fade, Yang Fann added another 100 million Low Grade Spiritual Stones. His tone was indescribably casual. It was as if it wasn't 3. 1 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones at all, but only 31 Spirit Stones.
The Spirit Stones came easily, and the less heartache one would feel when spending them. Even if he used up all the four billion Chinese Ginseng Roots he got from the auction, Yang Fann didn't care too much about it. There were still a total of eight Chinese Ginseng Root lying inside his Universe Bag, and they were all thousand years old Chinese Ginseng Roots. An eight-hundred-year-old Chinese Ginseng Root could be sold for four billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones. The value of those thousand-year-old Chinese Ginseng Roots was simply unimaginable. Especially that three-thousand-year-old Chinese Ginseng Root, which was sold for tens of billions of Spirit Stones. It's not hard to be afraid!
One had to know that breaking through to the Marquess Stage from the Martial Master only increased one's lifespan by 300 years!
Of course, Yang Fann only thought about it. Forget about the other thousand year Chinese Ginseng Roots, he wouldn't sell the three thousand year old Chinese Ginseng Root. Naturally, he would leave the good stuff for his parents!
"2. 6 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones, first time! . . . Is there anyone else who wants to bid? 2. 6 billion Low Grade Spiritual Stones going twice. . . . . . "
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Inside VIP room number four.
Ge Changtian, who had white hair and a youthful complexion, had a dejected look on his face. "Defeated! . . . Defeated! He was the dignified First Sixth Layer Marquess. He lost to Hair-raising Boy just like that. . . "
Although it was just a competition of wealth, it still caused him to feel a deep sense of defeat. He, Ge Changtian, was a dignified First Sixth Empyrean old ancestor, the Grand Elder of Li Huo Zong, one of the nine big sects in Great Tang Dynasty, but he actually lost to a young man in his teens just like that. This was a humiliation that he could never wash his face with in his life!
From today onwards, his old face would be hard to see!
In the next moment. . .
A raging killing intent rose in Ge Changtian's heart. His eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged beast. His voice was extremely cold, causing people to tremble from the depths of their souls.
"Junior, you will die once you leave the Longxiangtou! No one can save you from the heavens and the earth!"
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