892: C892 The Remains of the Venerable One

C892 The Remains of the Venerable One

Originally, when Feng Baifan came out from the Wind Thunder Sect, he already knew that there was a Lightning Wings in the auction item. Besides the owner of this Lightning Wings, Feng Baifan was clearer than anyone else about the characteristics of this Lightning Wings.

But according to his original guess, the Lightning Wings wouldn't conflict with other Spiritual Force of other attributes. It should not be mentioned. But now that it was revealed to the public, its value definitely wouldn't be as high as the one million that Feng Baifan had estimated.

"Old bastard, let me tell you, don't go too far." When the female who had transformed from a spiritual snake heard Feng Baifan's offer, she immediately became furious.

"What's wrong? Little Snake, you are weaker than me. You can't blame me for this." Feng Baifan said complacently. After that, he continued to ask, "One million spirit stone, I wonder if anyone else wants it. If no one wants it, then this old man will accept it. "

"I, the people of Pill Tower, am unwilling to accept it. Didn't Elder Feng feel that he has money? I wonder who is richer in your Wind Thunder Sect compared to my Pill Tower?"

The one who spoke was a young voice. Yang Xuan looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was a young man with dark green hair.

When he heard the voice of the man with green hair, the crowd below couldn't help but burst into an uproar. They had never thought that the commotion this time would be so big that even the people of Pill Tower had come.

Pill Tower couldn't be considered a gang or a family. Strictly speaking, it was just an organization, an organization that provided a platform for alchemists.

Most of the people in Pill Tower were not very strong. Except for a few old men who had lived for who knows how many years, the strongest people in Pill Tower were only Eighth Stage warriors.

The number of Eighth Stage sounded pretty good, but compared to his strength... But it doesn't match. One should know that in the entire Central Province, there was a distribution of Pill Tower everywhere. Moreover, no matter where the Pill Tower was, all the local powers would give in to him.

There was no other way. It was because these people were too rich.

As the name suggested, the Pill Tower was the place where alchemists gathered. In any place on the continent, alchemists were existences that could only be befriended and not provoked. Perhaps, an alchemist's strength wasn't that great. At most, he was only at the Fifth Stage. However, he might even know a peak Seventh Stage or even an Eighth Stage expert, and this expert still owed him a favor.

This was a very normal thing. You need the pill to improve your cultivation base, right? You need a pill to heal your injuries, right? If you want to improve your disciple's talent, you need a pill, right? As long as you want to become stronger, unless you really have an extraordinary talent, it's almost impossible for you to not need a pill.

Although a tier four pill could be refined with around ten years of alchemy experience, if you want to refine a higher tier pill... The required qualifications and strength are practically dozens of times greater. Currently, in the entire Central Province, the organization that could refine tier six and above pill... There was only the Pill Tower.

There was even a saying in the Central Province, it was better to provoke the evil dragon than to provoke the Pill Tower.

Moreover, the Pill Tower was a wealthy organization. If anyone needed to concoct pills, they would need to prepare their own herbs and pay a certain amount of commission. After that, the people of the Pill Tower would introduce alchemists to concoct pills.

Generally speaking, when concocting the pill, the buyer had to prepare at least three sets of herbs. If the alchemist succeeded in concocting the pill in one go, the remaining two sets of herbs would not be refunded.

As a result, those who could concoct a high grade pill would be able to casually take out one million spirit stone. It was not surprising at all.

"One million and five hundred thousand spirit stone. I will definitely take this Lightning Wings today." The green-haired man said to Feng Baifan with a smug expression, as if one million and five hundred thousand spirit stone was just a piece of cake to him. Little did he know that Feng Baifan, who was sitting in the room next to Yang Xuan, was so angry that his face had turned pale.

"1.7 million spirit stone. Little kid, don't think that you can go too far just because you are from Pill Tower. Didn't your family teach you the virtues of respecting the old and loving the young?"

"1.85 million." The green-haired man said, "Of course I did, but my family also taught me. When you see what you like, you must find a way to get it. If someone stops me, then he is my enemy. Right now, aren't you my enemy?"

" Two million spirit stone, I don't believe that you still have money. " These few words practically popped out from the gaps between Feng Baifan's teeth.

Of course, he recognized this green-haired brat. He was the descendant of an elder in Pill Tower. He was arrogant and domineering. Although his nature wasn't bad, he would always offend some people.

However, because his grandfather was an elder of the Pill Tower, those people he offended didn't dare to say anything.

"Alright, Huan'er, it's about time. We still need to keep the money for something else." An old man sitting next to the green-haired youth spoke. When the young man heard him... He sat down again. "I thought you were very capable. It turns out that two million is all you have."

"Pfft." In the first grade box, Feng Baifan spat out a mouthful of blood. He sprinkled it on the ground in front of him. He had previously bought a few small items, and had used up about a hundred thousand spirit stone. After that, he used 770,000 spirit stone to buy the Water Cutting Sword. In the end, he used another 2 million to bury the Lightning Wings.

The total value of this three million spirit stone was already the Wind Sect's fortune. To think that it would be mocked by a young brat.

However, what made Feng Baifan excited was that he finally got what he wanted, and there was also an unexpected harvest of Water Cutting Sword.

After the auction ended, he would immediately flee. When he finished learning the Lightning Wings, the strength of his hand holding the Water Cutting Sword would double. At that time, a mere Yang Xuan would definitely not be a match for him.

"Two million, is there anyone else?" The fatty shouted happily, "Two million going once, two million going twice, two million going thrice. It was a deal. Congratulations to the mister in private room 10 for obtaining this Lightning Wings. This mister went down two cities in a row today, it was truly something worth celebrating. This is something worth celebrating!"

Although Fatty shouted loudly, almost no one listened to his words. Because some people who knew what the last item was today were all quietly waiting. Those who didn't know the last item were also curious.0

The scene was a bit depressing.

Fatty also knew what everyone was thinking, so he didn't say anything else. After knocking down the mallet in his hand, he ordered people to push up the next item.

It was a huge box, covered by a red cloth and unable to see what was inside. However, from the two people carrying the item with great difficulty, the thing inside definitely wasn't simple.

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