Pill God Returns

"This voice came from private room number 807. I remember that this person has already made his move three times."    

"Yes, this person had made a bid three times before. After that, he had been silent. If it wasn't for him coming out again, I would have really forgotten about him."    

"This person's identity has always been a mystery. It seems like I have never seen him before. I don't know where this person came from."    

"He must have a powerful background. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fought with the people of Taiyi Sect to the death, and now he is fighting with a Dragon Transforming Stage warrior."    

"The more mysterious a person is, the more curious he will be."    

Everyone was discussing amongst themselves.    

"Finally, he made his move."    

In private room number 807, when the Nether Lotus saw Wu Chen, it finally made its bid. It could not help but let out a long sigh. It had been a long time since it saw Wu Chen bid. He was worried. After all, it was not easy for him to find one Pyroxenite. He had to get it.    

Wu Chen sat on the leather chair and looked at the impatient look on the Nether Lotus. He could not help but curse, "Look at you. Isn't it just a small Pyroxenite? I've already made you so anxious. If you follow me... I guarantee that you will be able to see a Pyroxenite that is ten times bigger than this Pyroxenite. "    

"Brat, don't try to fool this old man. Don't think that this old man doesn't know what you're planning?"    

The Nether Lotus coldly harrumphed. It had exposed Wu Chen's intention with a single glance. However, if Wu Chen could really bring him more Pyroxenite, it might not be impossible for him to follow him.    

Wu Chen smiled and didn't say much. He naturally had to think of a way to use the flame of the Nether Lotus. If he could recruit the Nether Lotus for his use, it would definitely be a great help to him, and it would be able to help him solve many problems.    

"It's this guy again. What is his background?"    

In private room 508, the people of Taiyi Sect were all very curious. When they were competing for the Blade Leaf, this man dared to compete with the people of Taiyi Sect. And now, he was competing with a Dragon Transforming Stage warrior. This made them very curious. What was the identity of this man?    

"Seven hundred thousand."    

After pausing for a while, Zhuge Zheng bid once again. Kou Feng acted very quietly, not making a sound to disturb Zhuge Zheng. Because he knew that he no longer needed to raise the price anymore. Naturally, there would be people who would raise the price. In any case, the price of the Pyroxenite wouldn't be too low.    

The Black Crow Daoist hesitated for a moment, then bid again: "710,000."    

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking towards private room number 807. They wanted to see if he was going to bid again.    

However, what made them feel extremely disappointed was that after waiting for a while, they still did not hear anyone say anything. Now, everyone could not help but start whispering again.    

"What's going on? You're not going to bid after bidding? Could it be that he thinks the price is too high? "    

" That's possible. After all, it has already risen to 710,000. This price is not something an ordinary person can bear. "    

"What a pity. Now, it's time to see the fight between the Black Crow Daoist and Zhuge Zheng."    

In private room 508, Zhuge Zheng was a little angry. This Black Crow Man actually bit him tightly and refused to let go. One should know that he was a true disciple of Taiyi Sect. In this East Mystic Region... The Taiyi Sect was the symbol of absolute status, even if it was a Dragon Transforming Stage warrior. expert at Legendary Stage didn't dare to target the disciples of Taiyi Sect. But now, this Black Crow Daoist actually dared to fight with him. He was simply courting his own death.    

"Seven hundred and thirty thousand Crystal Coin."    

Black Crow Daoist was silent for a while, then said, "Little guy, this is the last time I bid. If you still want to raise the price, then take it. Seven hundred and fifty thousand Crystal Coin."    

Something like a Pyroxenite was indeed a good treasure, especially for people at their level. It was even more so for someone who had reached their level. The speed at which one's cultivation improved would become much slower. Under such circumstances... In order to speed up one's cultivation, one must borrow some treasures. This was also the reason why people who had reached their level generally stayed outside. He could only keep searching for treasures outside to increase his cultivation and strength. This was the best way.    

However, there was a problem. This Pyroxenite was really too small. It was only the size of a thumb, but it could enhance one's cultivation. That was extremely limited. If it could be a little bigger... For example, the size of a fist, its effect on people like them... That would be very obvious... However, the price of the Pyroxenite... It was not as simple as a few hundred thousand Crystal Coin. Even if it was ten million Crystal Coin... That doesn't necessarily mean you can get it down.    

"At least you know what's good for you, old fellow."    

Zhuge Zheng let out a cold snort, then bid, "760,000."    

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the private room where the Black Crow Man was, hoping that he could bid again. However, the private room quieted down, and no sound was heard anymore.    

Seeing this, everyone realized that the Black Crow Daoist had done what he said. However, if that was the case, the competition for this Pyroxenite would end here. In the end, Zhuge Zheng won with the price of 760,000 Crystal Coin.    

Wan Pengtang looked at the others, hoping that someone would bid again. However, after waiting for a while, no one made a sound. He sighed in his heart. This was probably the final bid.    

After moisturizing his throat, Wan Pengtang was about to announce the final result. Coincidentally, a voice was suddenly heard.    

"800,000 Crystal Coin."    

The sudden voice forcefully stuck the words that Wan Pengtang wanted to say in his throat. He blinked his eyes, thinking that he had misheard. It was an illusion until the voices of the others rang. It was only then that he realized that what he had heard wasn't an illusion.    

Then, he raised his head and looked at room number 807. The voice just now had come from this room.    

At this moment, everyone's gaze was on private room number 807. Confusion, puzzlement, curiosity, and all sorts of emotions were present.    

"This person started bidding again. It's always like this. When others think that it's over, he suddenly interrupted and wants to fight for it."    

"I hate people like him the most in the auction house."    

"You can't say it like that. This will make it more exciting, don't you think?"    

"That's true. In the auction house, money is the mother. Who cares if he will bid sooner or later."    

"There will be a good show to watch."    

Everyone was talking at the same time.