Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

The maid looked over and smiled. "Immortal, you have good eyesight. This mask is the most popular one in the world. A lot of people come here to buy this mask."    

    

"I'm asking how much it is." Yang Bo interrupted.    

    

The maid smiled and said, "Thirty thousand!"    

    

Yang Bo was stunned while holding the mask, outside, the mask was not even worth three hundred pieces, and it was sold for thirty thousand? This was more than a hundred times the profit!    

    

"Thirty thousand?" Why is it so expensive? " Yang Bo asked.    

    

The servant looked Yang Bo up and down with a strange look in her eyes.    

    

Yang Bo did not mind, he looked at the other party and asked, "Is there a problem?"    

    

The maid shook her head: "No, no, this kind of mask is the cheapest one here. If you don't want to buy it, I'm afraid you won't be able to!"    

    

Yang Bo looked around, he smelt an unpleasant smell of rubber, "What about the other masks, what are their prices?"    

    

"They are all of metal here. Depending on the weight, there are different prices here. However, the higher the weight, the lower the price!" The maid explained.    

    

Yang Bo glanced at the walls at the side and saw many metal masks hung there. The thickness of these masks were different, but a thin mask was lighter, if it was really too heavy, then his neck would be tired.    

    

Yang Bo walked over and picked up Demon Ox's Mask. On the top of the Mask, there was a metal sheath that could be used to adjust and tighten it, just right on top of the ear.    

    

After putting on the mask, Yang Bo felt his ears sink, the weight almost wanted to cut off his ears!    

    

"It's too heavy!" Yang Bo said.    

    

After taking off the metal mask, Yang Bo looked at the servant: "How much?"    

    

"This mask costs one hundred and eighty thousand yuan!" The maid said.    

    

Yang Bo stared with his eyes, then put the mask back.    

    

Yue Junyao swept her eyes across Yang Bo, "Elder Brother Bo, you should have a lot of money on you, at least you won't be able to spend it all in a few lifetimes, what's the use of keeping it? Could it be that it will be passed on to the next generation? "    

    

Yang Bo looked at Yue Junyao, "You don't have a boss, and you don't even know how expensive firewood is.    

    

"Pick this for me!" Yue Junyao pointed to a meat colored mask that was as thin as a cicada's wing.    

    

The maidservant hurried over, and her attitude immediately became more cordial. "Immortal Elder, you have good eyes. This mask is the most fashionable and good-looking in our world. You sure know how to pick one!"    

    

Yue Junyao took the mask and put it on. Although it looked a little different, it looked very fitting.    

    

"How is it? Does it look good?" Yue Junyao said to Yang Bo.    

    

Yang Bo looked at the somewhat unfamiliar face, and nodded, "That's right!"    

    

"Alright, this mask will do!" Yue Junyao said.    

    

The maid revealed an expression of joy, "Cheng Hui million and five hundred thousand!"    

    

"How much? One million and five hundred thousand! " Yang Bo's eyes were wide open as he looked at the maid with a face full of astonishment. He was truly unable to imagine, how could it be so expensive?    

    

The maid didn't care much and explained: "Immortal elder, we are all here to set the price at the same time. If you don't want to buy it, you can also reject it. We won't force you!"    

    

Yang Bo looked towards Yue Junyao and saw that Yue Junyao was completely ignoring him. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. To be honest, he wasn't lacking in money.    

    

But if he went in without a mask, and he was afraid that everyone was wearing a mask, they would stand out, and that would be awkward.    

    

Since Yue Junyao had picked the most expensive one, Yang Bo did not say anymore. He turned around and picked out a mask that looked normal.    

    

He spent three million and bought two masks.    

    

Yang Bo swiped the card, he was not in a hurry to leave, he looked at the servant and laughed: Selling two masks, you have earned quite a bit, right?    

    

The servant looked up at Yang Bo, startled, and immediately retreated.    

    

Yang Bo stood there and did not move, and continued: "Since you spent money to buy this, then you should at least give me some information, right? As you have seen, I am so stingy. If your information cannot satisfy me, then, you must satisfy me! "    

    

The maid's face was pale. She took two steps back and leaned against the wall as she stared at Yang Bo, "Immortal Elder, I … I really don't know anything. "    

    

Yang Bo stared at the servant, "Do you want me to say it again?"    

    

The maid leaned against the wall, her face pale. She quickly waved her hand: "No need to say anything. What do you want to know?"    

    

"Are there many people coming this time? How many? What level of cultivation are they at? " Yang Bo asked.    

    

The maid trembled a little, but still said: "This time, a total of fifty invitation letters were sent out. According to the rules of the past years, there should normally be seventy to eighty people entering the stage, and these seniors should all be in the late stages of Spirit Refining Stage!"    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head, "You are also a smart person, if you have any news, just say it out!"    

    

The maid could only helplessly say, "I heard that a Flying Immortal Pill will appear in this auction."    

    

"Flying Immortal Pill?" Yang Bo was startled, he stared at the servant: "What is a Flying Immortal Pill?"    

    

Yue Junyao's face revealed shock, she stared at the maid, "Are you sure you did not hear wrongly?"    

    

The maid nodded: "It should be that name. I have only occasionally heard them mention it!"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Alright, since there is news, let's share. Thank you for your mask, let's go in first!"    

    

As he said that, Yang Bo immediately put on his mask and walked out.    

    

Walking out of the small room, Yang Bo looked at Yue Junyao, "What's a Flying Immortal Pill?"    

    

Yue Junyao looked at Yang Bo from head to toe, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to make her satisfied? You can go back now! "    

    

Yang Bo laughed bitterly: "I was just trying to scare her, do I look like that kind of person?"    

    

Yue Junyao snorted, she put on her mask and took down her mask, "I feel that it's a little strange, the Flying Immortal Pill is used for Later Period of Dao Combination Stage Cultivator, as its name implies, after consuming the Flying Immortal Pill, it can fly for a hundred days!"    

    

Yang Bo opened his eyes wide, "Rising in the daytime? Is there really such a pill? "    

    

Yue Junyao shook her head, "This is only a rumor, I don't know if it's true or not, but if it appears in the Spirit Refining Stage Cultivator's auction, it should be fake!"    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head, if a Flying Immortal Pill really appeared, then this place would have been surrounded by Dao Combination Stage Cultivator long ago.    

    

While they were talking, Yang Bo and Yue Yang walked into the auction hall.    

    

The auction hall was bustling with noise and excitement. Quite a few people were already seated and waiting.    

    

When Yang Bo and Yue Junyao passed over the invitation card, they realized that someone had brought them to the corner of the fifth row, roughly in the middle.    

    

After sitting down, Yang Bo looked around and saw that many people were also wearing masks, but most of them were wearing rubber masks. Only a few people wore leather masks.    

    

Yang Bo was very surprised as he looked at Yue Junyao, "Could it be that they don't have money? Why did they all buy the worst quality masks? "    

    

In Yang Bo's imagination, Qi Cultivator was a wealthy place, even if they weren't too rich, they would at least not be poor. He never expected them to only be willing to buy rubber masks!    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]