Archfiend

The "Opera House" has three rows, and there is no one else in the middle row. There are... seven people in total.

The four in the middle are all wearing a white bishop's cloak. There is a silver cross on the cloak. One of them is Donald, whom I met just now.

"Are these four great spiritualists?"

Beside the four great spiritualists are two white old men.

One of them has a face as pale as paper and lips as red as blood. He is also wrapped in a cloak. The other one is wearing a black mask, and his appearance cannot be seen at all.

When Xu Yangyi's spiritual consciousness passed by, the two raised their heads slightly, and then smiled and nodded in the direction of Xu Yangyi.

Xu Yangyi in the room clenched his fists tightly, and his heart beat for a beat.

This is... the realm of virtual pills!

After the great perfection, half a step and virtual position are actually foundation building, but virtual pills are one step further than half a step! It can be said that only one step is left to achieve the supreme position of golden pills!

Just the title of a great spiritualist is enough to make Europe and America disbelieve. However, they all suppressed their disbelief in their hearts. And they sent two future grand dukes to take action, which shows their importance.

When he saw the two people, he felt a terrifying spiritual pressure coming at him, as if he was facing a bat swallowing the sky and a wolf howling at the moon. The pressure was so great that he could feel it even from dozens of meters away!

At this moment, a gentle female voice came from his room: "Everyone is here, Mr. X, can we start?"

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Start!"

Everyone heard this voice. It came out from his room like a loudspeaker, and everyone's eyes became solemn.

"Good afternoon, everyone." A man as pale as a ghost came up gracefully, with a step that even the most demanding court etiquette officer could not find flaws in. He bowed slightly and said, "I am very happy to meet you all."

"As we all know. In the vast Europe and America, there are only thirteen great spiritualists in total. No matter which family, such as the Tagul family, the Covenus family, and the first-class family, the Siren family, etc., they are all eager to recruit talents from every great spiritualist. And today, we may have another great spiritualist born. At least, that's what Mr. X said now, isn't it?"

In the audience, many people smiled knowingly.

"I am the auctioneer C'Thun. This time, Mr. X only took out two works of art. The first one will be hosted by me. And the second one will be hosted by Mr. Yog.Saron of the Covenus family. First of all, let me inform all the respected lords that even we don't know what kind of 'great spiritualist' Mr. X is proficient in, but..." He smiled and made a move in the air, and a bat brought a black invitation. He took it and shook it: "All the answers are on this piece of paper."

Xu Yangyi nodded. The auctioneer was not bad. Although he was just a great earl, he was not afraid of the four great spiritualists, two virtual grand dukes, and six half-step grand dukes. No wonder he was chosen to host the auction for the great spiritualists.

"Okay." At this moment, a woman's voice came from the audience: "Any great spiritualist can register with the Holy White Cross. Of course, it is his own right to register or not. However, we have not passed the test of being a great spiritualist yet."

Xu Yangyi's eyes flashed slightly. This was a woman wearing a white cross cloak. Her face was gaunt and she couldn't see her clothes clearly. Facing such a powerful great spiritualist, no one would use spiritual consciousness to test them, just like Xu Yangyi had been here for so long, even the two virtual grand dukes just nodded, and the other party's spiritual consciousness did not come to detect at all.

This is the most basic respect for extreme strategic resources. Without permission, you must never blaspheme the great spiritualist.

As soon as the woman said this, the eyes of the six half-step grand dukes moved slightly.

"It seems that Mr. X is not favored." Savidian VII laughed: "Even Mr. Chromagus has spoken, and the Holy White Cross does not recognize him..."

"Shut up." The old man in the center said lightly: "What to do, what to say. Wait until the four Lords of the Holy White Cross have made their judgment before taking any action. If the other party is really... Do you want the Covenus family to offend a great spiritualist with a promising future?"

Savidian VII sneered: "Ansunard, do you think the other party is? A guy who dares not even publish his works and always keeps a secret?"

Ansunard did not answer.

After a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows: "I just think that he dared to hold an auction for great spiritualists, there must be something unusual."

"Even if there is, as long as he is not, he can't leave this hall!" Savidian VII looked at the attic with cold eyes. He didn't dare to activate his spiritual consciousness, but he had a hunch that the damn Chinese bastard was inside: "Those who practice European and American cultivation methods and pretend to be great spiritualists will die!"

"Let's get started, don't waste time." Donnao also spoke. At the same time, the two great spiritualists spoke, although the highest realm among them was only Donnao's late marquis, but the two empty dukes around them did not finish speaking, but smiled and gestured.

"Yes..." C'Thun nodded immediately, then opened the post and smiled: "Everyone, we will soon see the surprise that Mr. X brings us. Oh... The gift he brought is spiritual sand, which is a kind of..."

Everyone listened to C'Thun's words attentively, especially the four great spiritualists, who were whispering about something. Suddenly, C'Thun's voice stopped abruptly, like a duck whose neck was pinched.

No one spoke, everyone thought he didn't understand, but after five seconds, everyone realized something was wrong.

"C'Thun." The Tagule family man, who looked like a woman, stood up quietly, and the black robe that covered his body flew like bat wings. It's the face of the Ditagule family to be stuck here!

"What's wrong with you, C'Thun." He looked at the other person with cold eyes and said softly: "Read on, NOW."

Kesuen's whole body trembled for a moment before he came back to his senses. Then, he looked at Xu Yangyi's attic with a look of complete disbelief, his lips trembling.

Everyone saw something was wrong, and everyone looked at his mouth intently.

"A capsule made of, made of, spiritual sand, abbreviated, abbreviated... the Earl's Seat, he, he..." C'Thun's voice changed, and his lips trembled and he could not continue.

"Say!!!" The male-female vampire roared angrily. He couldn't stand it. Is this really the best auctioneer of the Tagule family? Very good... When you go back, go wallow in the needle hell yourself, useless pig!

"It can increase the chance of advancing to Marquis by 30%!!!!"

A scream that penetrated the entire hall erupted from Ke'suen's mouth. Then, his eyes turned red, staring at Xu Yangyi's attic, hissing: "Your Excellency... Dear Mr. X! This, this is Really! 30%! This, this..."

"This is impossible!" Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly stood up and stretched out his finger excitedly: "Idiot! The great spiritual master of European and American spiritual water holy medicine, I say second, who dares to say first!!"

The one who stood up was Donnaou. He glared at C'Thun: "Even I can increase the success rate by up to 5%! And this Earl's Seat can actually be six times better than mine?! This is unscientific!"

However, after he roared, he found something different.

The whole place fell silent.

People from the two families looked towards the attic. In particular, the eyes of the earl-level monks turned red instantly, but in this excitement was the same suspicion.

The first gift is like hearing thunder in silence.

This ratio is too terrible...it can directly create the Earl Corps on a small scale! It’s nothing for a single Earl cultivator, but for any family, it’s a terrifying improvement!

If this is true, Donna Ou's well-deserved reputation as the No. 1 Holy Medicine Spiritual Water Master in Europe and the United States will immediately collapse in half!

Such a terrifying ratio cannot be treated with caution by other monks!

"Mr. Donaou." The old man wearing a black mask sitting next to Donaou, without a trace of smile on his face, also stood up and patted the angry Donaou on the shoulder: "Is that true? Why don’t we ask this Mr.

"Yeah, I'm also very interested. 30%... has never appeared in Europe and the United States. It only exists in historical records." Another pale man also stood up and looked at Xu Yangyi's attic: "Mr. I would like to ask, is this ratio certain?”

Silence fell.

Everyone is waiting for Mr.

"Not sure." After a while, Xu Yangyi's voice came out, as if he had taken a sip of coffee.

The crowd is in an uproar!

There was a roar of discussion throughout the hall, and there were even some angry, muffled curses. First I gave myself a hope, and then I knocked him unconscious with a stick. How could this work?

"You are fooling the whole of Europe and the United States!" Donnaou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but in the next second, even stronger anger rushed up.

He said 30% is absolutely impossible!

He has been immersed in the way of holy medicine and spiritual water for so many years, but he has never heard of this kind of elixir... No! If it is true, this is a miracle medicine for the family! Maybe all the earls will remember X’s name in the future! Until he became a Marquis! Even...the Archduke!

This capsule, after a hundred years, will be worth all the merits of Don Naou!

This is not what he is angry about, what he is really angry about is...

Someone actually challenged the authority of the Great Spiritualist!

Someone actually made a joke on everyone in the presence of two empty Grand Dukes, four Great Spiritualists, and six Half-Step Grand Dukes!

"C'Suen, finish reading it." Before he could speak, Xu Yangyi's calm voice came.

Are you kidding me?

The history of Chinese cultivation far exceeds that of Europe and the United States. Can you, a layman, question the thousands of years of alchemy?

Sorry, when there is only one descendant of Xu Yangyi in the world, he is really qualified to say that everyone else is a layman.

Only the surface is seen, but the essence is not seen. What is it but a layman?

"You are so presumptuous!!" Donnaou was furious. As a great spiritualist, he naturally has his dignity: "You think you can get out today!"

"If you don't want to go out, we'll talk after you finish reading." Xu Yangyi said calmly: "Continue."

"Yes..." Strong disappointment flashed in C'Thun's eyes, but he still read on: "This is the most exquisite effect that the Earl's Seat can achieve. Holy water elixir, compared to other methods, is the path to mass production. Premium quality. The Earl's Seat can only produce one hundred pieces every year, while the inferior Earl's Seat can produce 3,000 pieces every year, which can guarantee the success rate of being promoted to Marquis..."

His eyes suddenly widened, just like the first time he saw 30%. His hands were shaking again, and he couldn't believe his eyes.