Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

There was silence for a while.

"Humph."

The person who had bid the price earlier snorted, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth again and said, "An eight-colored, eighth-grade pill!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a low uproar in the hall.

Obviously, he had not expected that for a piece of incomplete map, this guy would be willing to take out the eight-colored elixir.

You know, for every additional color of an eighth-grade elixir, its value will double.

The further you go, the more exaggerated this doubling becomes, especially after the eighth color.

And an eight-colored pill is worth as much as nine seven-colored pills!

"Three!" An old voice sounded faintly and simply.

Yao Lao finally spoke, and directly offered a sky-high price for three eight-color pieces!

Double the price.

After hearing what Yao Lao said, the man finally gave up reluctantly and shrank back.

Seeing that the guy didn't say anything, Xiao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, Yao Lao's voice rang in his ears: "Don't be too happy too soon."

"It's not over yet." Wei Yang on the side also fixed his eyes and said.

really.

"Five!"

Hearing this cold and stern voice, Xiao Yan's face twitched slightly and he couldn't help but look over there.

Wei Yang also frowned and looked over.

All I saw was a rather skinny figure sitting cross-legged on a large stone chair.

It seemed that he also sensed the gazes of Wei Yang and the other man. He turned his head suddenly, and under the shadow of his cloak, a pair of sinister eyes pierced at him like a sharp sword.

hum~

This gaze caused the surrounding space to slightly ripple, and at the same time, a strange pressure enveloped the two of them.

"Hmm?" Wei Yang smiled. Under the shadow of his cloak, two black suns suddenly appeared.

A hot breath emerged faintly, and instantly destroyed the invisible pressure that was coming.

The skinny figure groaned, then quickly withdrew his gaze with fear, not daring to look again.

Just now, the two flashing black suns almost burned his eyes.

"How arrogant! Brother Wei, what is the strength of this guy?" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and asked softly.

“Similar to that old man in Baoshan, he is also a powerful man who has one foot in the semi-saint realm.” Wei Yang said casually.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan secretly curled his lips and didn't care anymore.

I thought he was so awesome, but it turns out he's just at the peak of the ninth level.

"Eight pieces!"

While Wei Yang and the other man were talking, Yao Lao quoted a price again.

Although the voice was still faint and calm, under the shadow of the cloak, he had already frowned and his expression did not look good.

Obviously, this kind of bidding is already too much.

"Haha, this friend is bidding eight eight-color, eighth-grade pills. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" Old Man Baoshan looked around and asked with a smile.

These words caused silence in the hall for a while, and then everyone's eyes were cast towards the skinny figure who had been bidding earlier.

Facing all the looks, the skinny black-robed man smiled grimly, and then said sinisterly: "A nine-color eighth-grade elixir! If anyone can offer a higher price than this, then this incomplete map will belong to him."

"This guy is really crazy!"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall was in an uproar again.

Unexpectedly, the man in black robe actually took out nine-color eighth-grade elixirs!

You should know that this level of elixir is already very close to the legendary ninth-grade elixir.

Nowadays, there are only a handful of masters in the entire continent who can refine pills of this level, and each one is hard to come by!

Everyone present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The expressions of Master Wei Yang and his two disciples turned somewhat gloomy and ugly at this moment.

They only had one nine-color eighth-grade pill in their hands.

It's not that it can't be refined. Not to mention the current Yao Lao, Wei Yang himself is quite confident that he can successfully refine it.

However, they have not collected enough materials at present.

After all, in order to refine a nine-color eighth-grade magic weapon, the material requirements are extremely picky and demanding, and it is not something that can be easily gathered.

And there was not enough time, so they rushed to refine the pills for the previous half month, and most of the pills they refined were below eight colors.

As for the only nine-color eighth-grade elixir they had in their hands, it was the snow-white fat cat elixir beast they obtained from the last Fighting Saint ruins.

If we exchange it for the Dan Beast, the loss would be too terrible.

After all, that elixir beast had gone through countless years in the Dou Sheng ruins and was very spiritual. If it was well fed, it would be able to be promoted to a ninth-grade treasure elixir or even a mysterious elixir in the future. By that time, its value would suddenly skyrocket hundreds of times.

Even a powerful Dou Sheng would be jealous and moved by it.

Therefore, this kind of potential elixir would never be exchanged for a mere incomplete map.

Because it's not worth it.

Also, they didn't carry the Dan beast with them now, but left it in Xingyun Pavilion. It was the pet of the three little guys, and it had been fed by the three little guys all along.

The master and his two disciples all looked a little ugly at this moment.

One Dou Sheng, one Half Saint, and one First-turn Dou Zun. All three of them were masters of alchemy. However, they were outclassed by a Ninth-turn Dou Zun in the field of elixirs. They were indeed somewhat unhappy.

However, no matter how unhappy I am, there is nothing I can do about it.

And even if you have enough money, there is no need to continue this kind of bidding. It is not worth it.

Yao Lao tapped lightly on the armrest of the stone chair with his fingers.

"Teacher, forget it." Wei Yang leaned back in his chair and said softly, "Since we can't get it by normal means, let's get it in another way."

If he remembered correctly, the identity of the skinny figure should be one of the three scorpion demons?

He didn't feel any psychological pressure when robbing such a person.

As for the strength of the three ghosts, it is said that they can defeat a half-saint when they join forces?

joke!

Xiao Yan also pulled Yao Lao's sleeve and shook his head slowly at him.

Seeing this, Yao Lao slowly spread out his palms, exhaled lightly, nodded, and whispered to the two disciples, "Then let's give up. There is really no need to continue competing like this. The cost is too high and it's not worth it."

Although the three masters and apprentices did not have a nine-color eighth-grade elixir in their hands, if they really wanted to compete at all costs, they could pool their money together, scrape some money in their pockets, and rely on impulse to come up with something more valuable than a nine-color eighth-grade elixir, but there was no need to do so.

"I already know the identity of that old guy. He is an old rival of mine. This time, we can just settle the old grudge." Yao Lao snorted.

With Yao Lao's personality, he originally wanted to bring his two disciples out to see the world and show off his power, but he didn't expect to lose face, especially because of the elixir, so he naturally wouldn't let it go.

Moreover, we will not give up on this last remaining picture.

Coincidentally, the competitor is his old enemy.

There's nothing much to say about that.

Since it cannot be obtained through normal means, the only option is to use abnormal means.

Moreover, this was not the first time that he and Xiao Yan had done such a thing. It was the same thing back then in the Black Horn Region. They obtained the second incomplete map by ambushing the enemy halfway.

This is how Fan Lao's son died.

It seems that this time, I have to go back to my old ways.

It just so happens that my disciple Wei Yang has never done this kind of thing with me before, so I might as well help him get familiar with the business.