Fantasy: I can become stronger when I hang up

"80 spirit stones!"

"85 spirit stones!"

"90 spirit stones!"

When the price of "Misty Steps" was called 90 spirit stones by Chen Yuan, none of the other three major families made a sound.

This price is almost one-third of the Ye family's net worth, and it has exceeded the limit they can bear.

Even if they persisted and auctioned off this body technique for 100 spirit stones or even higher, the Chen family would still be able to auction it off.

And they may be seen by the Chen family as deliberately raising the price to do so, and they may make things difficult for the Ye family in the future.

Therefore, for the Ye family and the other two aristocratic families, the best way is to give up the auction now.

"90 blue spirit stones once."

"90 blue spirit stones twice."

Seeing that no one was calling for the price, and Lao Fei was about to drop the hammer, Chen Yuan also had a smile on his face.

But just before Fei Lao was about to call out the deal, Ye Feng spoke.

"93 spirit stones."

The moment he heard the voice, Chen Yuan, who was sitting in the private room, stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He didn't make a sound before, but only spoke at the last second before the deal. This guy is definitely here to make trouble!

But with the previous experience of being cheated of more than 30 blue spirit stones, Chen Yuan also became a little wary.

He knew that it was not good for him to shout the price too high.

So after thinking for a while, a reasonable offer was made.

"Twenty dollars."

Ye Feng received it immediately, he was determined to win this movement.

"Twenty dollars."

Chen Yuan then shouted.

Ye Feng was about to bid again, but Yang Yiyi stopped him again.

"You, you have the purple spirit stone, right?"

Before Ye Feng could ask, Yang Yiyi spoke first.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but still nodded.

It's not surprising that Yang Yiyi knew that he had the purple spirit stone. After all, she was the treasurer of Jingbao Building, and if Lao Fei knew anything, she would report it to him.

After getting Ye Feng's confirmation, a smile appeared on Yang Yiyi's face.

"Then you, call 1 purple spirit stone, add two blue spirit stones, don't call 102 blue spirit stones."

Ye Feng couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, but then he seemed to understand something.

Such things as purple spirit stones are extremely rare even if a mine is hollowed out.

If he used purple spirit stones to bid for the price, maybe the Chen family would be afraid.

Anyone who can take out a purple spirit stone to buy things will not be too low in status.

So Ye Feng smiled and nodded.

"1 piece of purple spirit stone, plus 2 pieces of blue spirit stone."

And just as Ye Feng guessed, as soon as these words came out, all the people in the auction immediately became commotion.

"What! Purple spirit stone! He has purple spirit stone in his hand!"

"There hasn't been one of those things in Nanjiang City for hundreds of years, and that guy actually has one in his hand!"

"And even put it up for auction, what kind of son of a rich family is this!"

At the same time, Chen Yuan in the private room couldn't help but frowned.

That is the purple spirit stone!Even if you dig out a mine, you may not be able to see a piece of it.

Those who can take out this level of spirit stones for auction will probably not be too low in status.

But what if this guy was found?
After all, this kind of possibility is not impossible, and I have heard that someone has picked up the purple spirit stone before.

But if this purple spirit stone was not picked up, then the person sitting in the single room opposite is probably not an ordinary person.

In the entire southern border city, no one is rich enough to auction off purple spirit stones!
"Patriarch, this disciple has a plan in mind that he wants to offer to the Patriarch."

A disciple of the Chen family stood up and said.

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.

"Let's give up auctioning this "Misty Step" for the time being."

"After the auction is over, go and visit the guy in the single room."

"At that time, take the opportunity to find out his identity. If he is really a descendant of a famous family, then we can make friends with him."

"But if he's just an ordinary monk who was lucky enough to pick up a purple spirit stone, then we'll wait until he leaves the Treasure Tower, and use a trick to kill him!"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh.

"good very good!"

After speaking, he looked at the disciple next to him.

"Chen An, since you proposed this plan, I will leave it to you to execute it."

Then, he took out a Lingshi bag from the storage ring.

"There are 100 pieces of blue spirit stones in it. If he really has any identity, you should take a look at it, give him some spirit stones, and curry favor with him."

"If not, you can quietly wait for him outside the Jingbao Building, and if you have the opportunity, kill him and take back "Misty Steps."

When Chen An heard this, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

……

"boom!"

"One purple spirit stone, two blue spirit stones, deal!"

As Fei Lao's voice fell, the last lot came to an end, and the auction was considered to have come to an end.

And at this moment, outside Ye Feng's single room, there was a knock on the door.

"It should be the sister who brought the lot." Yang Yiyi said.

But when Ye Feng opened the door, he didn't see the maid of Jingbaolou, but a man dressed as a disciple of the Chen family.

When Chen An saw Ye Feng, he immediately bowed respectfully.

"Chen An, a disciple of the Chen family, is here to visit Fellow Daoist."

Ye Feng looked at Chen An in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

What kind of visit, I am afraid that after seeing him taking out the purple spirit stone, he wanted to inquire about his details.

However, Ye Feng had already guessed that there would be such a scene, and had already figured out how to deal with it, so he didn't panic too much.

"I'm here, Shen Yunzong, Mu Feng."

While speaking, he inadvertently revealed the breath of his cultivation at the alchemy stage.

After Chen An felt the breath, his pupils were startled, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But soon, he calmed down and looked at Ye Feng with a smile on his face.

"Shen Yunzong, so Brother Mu is from the sect?"

Ye Feng smiled lightly and waved his hand.

"It's just a third-rate small sect, it's not worth mentioning."

But when Chen An heard this, he felt a tremor in his heart and froze for a few seconds.

The sects in this world are divided into four levels, namely: first-rate, second-rate, third-rate and non-influential.

Among them, first-class is the strongest, and non-class is naturally the most rubbish.

Any sect or denomination, no matter how many people there are, can be called unpopular.

There are also a few of these unpopular sects in Nanjiang City.

There are only one or two hundred disciples in the sect, and the sect master with the highest cultivation is only at the alchemy stage.

Then there is the third-rate sect. To become a third-rate sect, there must be more than ten thousand disciples, and the suzerain's cultivation base must reach the broken mirror stage, and there must be as many as a hundred strong people in the Xuanhai stage in the sect!
With such strength, he could even fight against the Nantian Empire where Ye Feng belonged.