C14 Auction

There was still an hour before the auction started. Di Tian was aimlessly strolling around. Di Tian frowned when he saw the group of young masters from the aristocrats enter the auction house in pairs. He didn't know why, but he really hated these people from the bottom of his heart.

"This little brother, do you need any help?" A young man ran over when he saw Di Tian. Of course, those who were able to enter here were basically people with power, so they didn't have the arrogance of the waiter from the beginning.

"This... I don't know where to sit. " Actually, when Di Tian saw those noble young masters, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he wanted to sit down and wait for the auction to begin. Someone wanted to ask him why he didn't go down to his seat? Di Tian immediately explained. This young master was a VIP. Does the VIP know? How can he sit down? Therefore, they prepared to find a private room to sit in, but seeing that the nobles had entered, they didn't want to go. That was why he was seen by the young man.

"Do you have an invitation?" The young man asked politely. However, Di Tian directly said, "Invitation letter? What was that? "I did not." Then what about the VIP card? " The young man asked again, but his tone was a bit colder than last time. If Di Tian said no more, then he would unceremoniously ask this' lord 'to leave.

"VIP card, is this it?" As he spoke, Di Tian took out the lavender VIP card from his pocket. The young man didn't have any reaction when he saw the VIP card, but when he saw the color, he was immediately stunned. He screamed in his heart, "Heavens, what's wrong with this world?" A seven or eight-year-old child with a purple card? "

The Misty Castle actually had an unwritten rule: a VIP card. It could be split into Bronze, Silver, Gold, Purple, Diamond, and Black Card. Purple-gold was without a doubt something that a large power possessed. Diamonds were something that a top power possessed. As for the black card, it was even more so something from the legends. "A seven or eight-year-old boy holding a purple card that only major powers could have. How could this young man not be confused?

"Large... "Big brother?" When Di Tian saw the young man's VIP card, he stopped talking. He waved his hand towards the young man and said, "Big bro, it's about to start. Can you bring me to sit?" Hearing this, the young man came over and said, "Master, this way please. Follow me to the third floor. My name is Fang Mu." As he spoke, he headed for the third floor.

"Ceng." Now it was Di Tian's turn to be confused. Why did you call me Lord? Could it be that the charm of a handsome man is that invincible? Even men submitted? As he thought about this, he didn't stop and followed Fang Mu to the third floor.

"Master, this is your private room. Do you need help?" Fang Mu looked at the kid who was a dozen years younger than him and said with a look of adoration. This gave Di Tian a fright. He immediately waved his hand and said, "No." Then he jumped into the room.

After entering the room, Di Tian started to carefully size up the room. In front of him was a huge table with all sorts of fruits on it. Next to the table was a huge chair that was covered with golden silk. Di Tian sat on the soft and comfortable chair and looked out the window. He could basically take a look at the overall situation now. The young man had already told Di Tian when he was on the third floor. As long as he could see the people outside, no one would be able to see him.

At this moment, the white-haired old man walked up to the stage and excitedly said, "The biggest auction every year in Morning Sun City starts now." Without wasting any time, he jumped off the stage. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to. He was just an old man sitting on the stage, "Caw Caw." Who could endure such nonsense?

Cough, nice to meet you all. I am Murong Duan Ling, the host of this auction." As she spoke, a beautiful figure walked up. This woman was dressed in a light purple robe and a short skirt that reached to her knees, accentuating her exquisite jade feet. She had a beautiful face that exuded the aura of a woman.

"Ahh!" "Shhh …" Seeing this scene, the onlookers below couldn't help but shout out loud. There was no way it could be too tempting. Actually, this was the kind of effect the auction was looking for. Only when the price is high would the auction be like this. The problem was that he didn't want to lose face in front of a beauty.

"There's no need to speak any more nonsense. Let's begin the first item of the auction, Cloud Star Sword. It's the general grade weapon and the sword cultivator's best partner." The starting price is fifty Profound Stones, and each bid increase must not be lower than ten. " As she finished speaking, Murong Duan Ling Tian shook his violently surging chest, causing the atmosphere below to become even more frenzied.

"I'll pay you 50 yuan." "The man with the hawk eyes shouted loudly." Hey, hey, do you need to go that far? "You already have a starting bid in front of such a beautiful woman?" the other man shouted. I'll pay sixty dollars. "

"I'll pay 80 yuan." "I'll pay 85 yuan." I'll pay 100 dollars. " In VIP booth 1, a white clothed man loudly shouted, his voice directly suppressing everyone else on the stage.

"Hiss." The room number one seemed to be the young master of the Nan Gong Family, Nan Gong Wen Tian? This time, no one dares to steal it. " A sturdy middle-aged man said.

"Sigh. There's nothing we can do about it, the three great families are just three great gods, we can't afford to offend them. " Another person echoed.

"Young Master Nan Gong Wen Tian bids one hundred Profound Stones, are there any higher bids?" Murong Duan Ling's elegant voice rang out once again. Although the people in the audience were very excited, no one replied due to the pressure.

"Alright then, the Cloud Star Sword will belong to Young Master Nan Gong Wen Tian in room number 1." With that, Murong Duan Ling Tian handed the Cloud Star Sword over to a woman beside him. The Misty Rain Tower had a rule: one must pay the bill on the spot to prevent them from disagreeing afterwards. From room number 1, a black clothed man walked out. He was clearly Nan Gong Wen Tian's bodyguard. Taking out a golden VIP card, the woman also took out a card. With a touch, the money was taken away.

"Alright, let's move on to the second item. It was a martial arts technique for cultivators. It was a middle grade Sun Rank skill called Berserk. Its effect was to increase one's attack power when injured. The lowest bid is 100 Profound Stones, and each time it is called, it must be worth at least 20. " Murong Duan Ling shook her proud peak once again and smiled sweetly as she looked at the crowd. What a demoness. " This was what everyone present was thinking in their hearts.

Many people wanted to ask why the price for weapons without skills was so high. Even though he had previously said that there were very few apothecaries, blacksmiths were the most common in this era. Even though they weren't all at the pinnacle, they were all in the middle ranks. However, there aren't that many martial skills. Let's continue.

"I'll pay 150 yuan." A sect leader of a small sect called out. I'll pay 180 yuan. " As the Sect Leader's voice faded away, another voice rang out. I'll pay 200 dollars. " Yet another loud voice rang out.

"Three hundred dollars. I, Dongfang Shuo, will take it. " A voice came from room number 3. A man in a red robe shouted.

"Holy shit, the Dongfang family is here too." Do you still want to auction it? " A skinny man said with a high-pitched voice. That's right, do we still have a share in this? " The other person echoed in agreement.

"Hehe, Second Young Master Dongfang Shuo bids 300 mystical stones, is there anything higher?" Since he sold another one, he had a share as well. The person laughing had a nosebleed.

Di Tian didn't feel anything, because at his age, he didn't have any of these thoughts. However, none of these things interested him.

"Good, Second Young Master Dongfang Shuo bought the middle grade Japanese martial skill Berserk Skill for 300 Xuan Stones." With that, Murong Duan Ling Tian gave the book to the maid at the side. The maid nodded and walked towards room three. Just like before, another black clothed man appeared. He took out a gold VIP card, two cards and a pair of money was exchanged. The waitress went back to where she had come from.