C362 Make Trouble
C362 Make Trouble
Putting aside the fact that these two Great Gods were fighting over the Immortal Half Xia, he was the one who took it out. He was also the one who took out the Immortal Half Xia, and the place where the two of them looked at each other was where Yang Xuan was.
Two resolute eyes seemed to have materialized. Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel cold sweat on his back.
After a moment, Lan Fenghuang sneered and spoke slowly. Her words couldn't help but tremble, as if she was angry and disdained at the same time.
"I thought it was some big sect. It turns out that it's the Tang Sect that has lived in seclusion for a hundred years. Since when have all of you, who have lived in seclusion, encountered a heart attack?"
The Tang Sect's Five Lotus Elder immediately refused to be outdone and retorted sarcastically, "Of course it can't be compared to your Lan family. If you can't win the battle and lose miserably, you still have the face to let a little girl make a fool of herself!"
"You!"
Lan Fenghuang was anxious at that time. With a wave of her hand, a small dart slipped out of her sleeve and flew towards the Tang Sect's Elder.
The difference between her and the Tang Sect elder was huge. The elder only snorted and the dart fell down with a clang.
"Playing with hidden weapons in front of our Tang Sect is simply asking for humiliation!"
The elder sneered, but he still held his status and did not retaliate. He did not want to be accused of bullying a junior.
When he saw that the two of them had actually made a move in the auction hall, the protector hiding behind the Myriad Treasure Pavilion finally could not hold it in anymore. A tremendous pressure came from above his head.
Following that, a deep voice was heard, "This is an important place in the Myriad Treasure Pavilion. I hope the two of you can restrain yourselves a little! Although I am the only one here, Pavilion Lord only arrived here for a short period of time!"
After mentioning Pavilion Lord's name, both of them were stunned for a moment. Then, they sat down with unfriendly expressions on their faces.
The Pavilion Lord who was hiding behind them undoubtedly had a huge deterrent force, and it instantly calmed the scene down. However, their identities had already been exposed, and they didn't intend to hide it anymore.
The auctioneer below the stage knocked on the small hammer in his hand. The venue quieted down again, and only his voice was left. "1,900 spirit stone, is there anyone else who wants to bid? If there is no one who wants to bid, it will belong to Miss Lan!"
Of course, the Tang Sect Elder would not allow such a thing to happen. He raised his hand and roared, "Two thousand!"
The next moment, the anger in Lan Fenghuang's heart rushed up again. She gritted her teeth and prepared to raise her plate again.
Although she was the young miss of Lan family, compared to the savings of an elder, it was still very limited. Two thousand spirit stone was basically all of her assets.
Seeing that her wrist was raised, suddenly, a hand reached over and pressed down on her wrist.
Lan Fenghuang was stunned and turned her head to look. It was actually that black-robed man who was sitting beside her just now.
"What's the matter?"
Lan Fenghuang was almost patient, so she did not explode because of his rude behavior. If it was any other time, this young lady would have already punched him.
The one who held Lan Fenghuang down was of course Yang Xuan. He loosened his grip and slightly raised his hand. A small token appeared in his hand.
"Miss Lan, your token has fallen into my hands." Yang Xuan said lightly. His slightly magnetic voice made the serious expression on Lan Fenghuang's face relax a little.
Lan Fenghuang took the token and did not say much. She raised the token again and Yang Xuan's hand pressed down again in the next moment.
This time Lan Fenghuang was really angry. Her eyes were staring at Yang Xuan.
Was this kid with Elder Tang?
Without waiting for Lan Fenghuang to speak, Yang Xuan said in a low voice, "Miss, don't worry. That Immortal Half Summer on the stage is mine."
Upon hearing Yang Xuan's words, Lan Fenghuang was immediately stunned. She looked at the stage in disbelief.
At this moment, the auctioneer had already knocked down the small hammer in his hand.
"First time!"
This was the rule of the auction house. After three times, if Lan Fenghuang still did not bid, then this Half Summer Immortal would belong to the Tang Sect Elder.
Immediately, Lan Fenghuang's eyes looked over again and said somewhat anxiously, "What do you mean? Don't tell me you have a second one?"
Yang Xuan followed and nodded. "That's right. If Eldest Miss trusts me, come to the eastern station to find me after the auction ends."
After saying that, Yang Xuan gave her his waist tag, which was given to him by Zhou Fengmiao.
The two of them were still talking when they knocked on the stage again. "Second time!"
Everyone's eyes gathered on Lan Fenghuang, wanting to see how she was going to deal with it.
Yang Xuan quickly turned around and sat up straight again, as if this had never happened before.
For some reason, Lan Fenghuang had a kind of trust in this man in front of her. After gritting her teeth, she finally made up her mind to believe in Yang Xuan.
After three strikes, the Fifth Grade Spirit Grass Immortal, Banxia, had a new owner.
After that, Yang Xuan stood up and slowly walked out of the room. He went straight to Mr. Iron's room and threw the number plate on his table.
Mister Iron's room had a direct connection with the auction on the third floor. Therefore, Mister Iron knew the price of the room. Immediately, he opened the drawer and took out a few strange pieces of paper.
These pieces of paper were not like ordinary pieces of paper. There were countless patterns and fine carvings on them. There were even two small anti-counterfeit formations on the small pages.
"This is the spirit ticket of Myriad Treasure Pavilion. Take this. No matter where you go, as long as you have a branch in Myriad Treasure Pavilion, you can exchange it for the spirit stone you want at any time."
As he spoke, Mister Iron took out a strange pen and gently tapped on it. The spirit ticket seemed to have a soul as it flashed with a trace of spiritual light.
"Deducting our miscellaneous fees, there is still 1,800 left. You can also exchange it downstairs now... Of course, there are also many places that directly accept spirit ticket transactions."
After writing it down, Mister Iron waved his hand. Those spirit ticket seemed to be supported by an invisible hand as they slowly floated in front of Yang Xuan.
After confirming the amount, one thousand, one five hundred, and three hundred, Yang Xuan then put away the spirit ticket without worry.
Mister Iron immediately threw out another token.
"This is the Ten Thousand Treasure Token, it can allow you to enter and exit the Myriad Treasure Pavilion as you wish. Of course, this is only the lowest grade bronze token. As the amount of money you trade in the Myriad Treasure Pavilion increases, your Ten Thousand Treasure Token will continue to upgrade."
"The Ten Thousand Treasure Token is divided into bronze, silver, gold, and diamonds. The amount of money you trade will accumulate inside. After reaching a certain amount, you can change it at the counter."
"The Ten Thousand Treasure Token of different levels will allow you to enjoy different benefits. For example, the miscellaneous fees of the auction will be reduced by 30%."