Rural Shennong

Yang Hanye snorted coldly with a livid face, and sat back in his seat.

He was completely ashamed, and of course he would not stop there. He turned his head and whispered to a middle-aged man beside him: "Master Yan, when the auction is over, I want this kid to die!"

Yan Wanfeng said with some embarrassment: "Young Master Yang, he seems to have a good relationship with the Bao family."

"My master and Bao Chong's father-in-law are old friends, this..."

Yang Hanye interrupted: "It's okay, it looks like this kid just got lucky, and somehow he took advantage of the Bao family's favor."

"Look at Bao Zhixi's attitude towards him just now, she was not very enthusiastic. She probably just bought the medicine and gave it to him as a favor."

"She even slapped me in the face. Could it be that because of such a trivial matter, she can't match up with our Yang family?"

Yan Wanfeng hesitated for a moment: "There is still the last lot on the lot, and that's what we came here for."

"When the auction is over, if Bao Zhixi doesn't stop him later, then I will help Young Master Yang take him down and let you handle him!"

Yang Hanye nodded: "Don't worry, Bao Zhixi will definitely not stop her."

He turned his head and gave Chen Ping a thumbs up, and then turned his hand, and the thumb turned down.

Afterwards, Yang Hanye didn't say anything, just sneered twice, and turned his attention to the stage.

The rest of the lot is very important to him, and he must win it.

Chen Ping was not in a hurry to leave, he was also curious as to what was the last mysterious auction item left.

It was the same hostess lady in a cheongsam who came onto the stage carrying a plate covered with a red cloth.

Seeing the distinctive red cloth, Chen Ping's pupils shrank.

He found that the red cloth was different from the previous one, with two crossed golden swords embroidered on it.

That was the logo of the Martial Arts Association, and Chen Ping was a little excited.

The auctioneer on the stage smiled slightly and said, "The mysterious item below is provided by the Martial Arts Association."

Hearing this, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"This... is this the elixir used by warriors?"

"Impossible! How could the elixir used by warriors appear in this kind of auction?"

"Who says it's impossible? This auction is held by the Chamber of Commerce and Industry. What's wrong with the martial arts association taking out some things as the finale?"

"Bang bang bang!" The auctioneer hammered the table three times: "Everyone, please be quiet."

After everyone calmed down, the auctioneer carefully lifted the red cloth.

Many people stood up from their seats, stretched their necks and looked ahead.

On the dial, there was a dead vine coiled into a circle.

Even though the withered vine had dried up, the black and yellow leopard pattern on it was still clearly visible.

Yang Hanye licked his lips: "It's really a leopard vine!"

Although Chen Ping in the corner didn't speak, he clenched his fists and stared at the withered vine without blinking.

This leopard-print vine is exactly the main medicine needed for one of the prescriptions he used to practice the Evergreen Art.

It's just that there are too few leopard-print vines, and I'm afraid it's only enough for Chen Ping to practice external strength.

Even so, Chen Ping planned to spend a lot of money to photograph this thing.

On the stage, the auctioneer pointed to the tray and said, "This precious medicinal material is called leopard vine."

"Leopard vines grow deep in the snowy region, where the summer is short, densely covered with miasma swamps, and there are countless poisonous insects and beasts."

"In winter, it is frozen for thousands of miles, and the wind is bitter."

"This leopard-printed vine can only be collected by highly skilled warriors in such harsh environments."

"This vine can not only help warriors strengthen their external strength, but more importantly, it can also change the ordinary root and bone physique."

"Even those who don't have the talent to practice martial arts, with leopard vines, there is hope to embark on the road of martial arts."

Yang Hanye came here for the latter point. His understanding is not bad, but he has been soaked in wine pools and meat forests all year round, and his bones are almost hollowed out.

As long as he has leopard-print vines, he can make up for his physical weakness for so many years and give him the capital to practice martial arts.

The Yang family is rich and powerful, but their military strength is not enough. If this shortcoming can be made up, then the Yang family will definitely be able to improve to a higher level.

The auctioneer continued: "This vine is a rare treasure. It is specially sponsored by the Martial Arts Association. The opportunity is very rare."

"This leopard-print vine has a starting price of 500 million yuan. All guests are invited to bid enthusiastically!"

After the voice fell, many people gasped.

Such an unremarkable medicine, the starting price is so amazing?

Many people present, at most, have only heard of warriors, and have no contact with that level at all.

Just when everyone was shocked, Yang Hanye directly raised his number plate: "I will offer 600 million!"

Yang Hanye really wanted to get the leopard vine.

The Martial Arts Association strictly forbids martial artists to privately trade elixir exclusively for martial artists to ordinary people.

No matter how rich and powerful the Yang family is, they dare not touch the taboo of the Martial Arts Association.

As long as he becomes the lowest second-rate martial artist by relying on this leopard-print vine, he can register with the Martial Arts Association and become a registered martial artist.

Then he can accept tasks in the Martial Arts Association, earn more points, and exchange for more resources, so that his martial arts cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds.

As for completing the task, he doesn't have to worry about it at all, he can just spend money to hire people.

This point is not prohibited by the Martial Arts Association.

If Yang Hanye wasn't even a second-rate martial artist, he wouldn't even be qualified to connect to the mission.

That's why he was determined to win this leopard-print vine.

There were quite a few people rushing towards this thing. As soon as Yang Hanye finished shouting, someone raised a sign.

After all, warriors are superior to others, who wouldn't want a warrior from their family?

"I'll pay 650 million!"

"You have the nerve to say 650 million? I'll offer 750 million!"

"750 million? Do you think leopard vines are Chinese cabbage? I'll offer 800 million!"

The Martial Arts Association finally released a elixir publicly, and everyone was eager to snatch it.

Soon, the price broke through tens of millions.

Some tycoons with a fluke mentality put down their signs helplessly.

Only a few people are still bidding.

At this time, there are not many people asking prices, and the time interval between asking prices is relatively long.

But every price increase is a pile of millions.

When the price reached 1500 million, Yang Hanye stood up abruptly: "I'll offer 2000 million!"

After quoting the price, he turned his head and glanced fiercely around.

This price has already broken through his psychological bottom line.

If anyone dared to rob him, it was deliberately finding fault, and he would never let it go.

Faced with Yang Hanye's threat, many people retreated.

Most of them know something inside.

The leopard vine is dead, and the efficacy of the medicine has to be discounted. The price is already outrageous.

Taking the risk of offending the Yang family is not worth it at all.

Seeing that everyone put down their signs, Yang Hanye was full of pride.

Seeing this, the auctioneer knew that there would be no more bids.

He quickly knocked down the hammer: "2000 million for the first time!"

"2000 million second time!"

"2000 million for the third time, into..."

Just when the auctioneer raised his small wooden hammer high and was about to smash it down, the word "Jiao" for the last deal hadn't been said.

Chen Ping in the corner suddenly raised his number plate: "I'll offer 2500 million yuan, one yuan less!"