Chapter 287 The Frustrated Fan Ling

Xiao Yan touched his nose. He really wanted these Three Thousand Thunders. In his previous fights with others, he suffered a great loss in terms of speed. It was very uncomfortable to be treated like a kite.

Once you have learned these Three Thousand Thunder Movements, your speed will be like teleportation and your combat power will be doubled.

"The reserve price for this volume of Earth-level fighting skills is 1.8 million gold coins. The auction begins now!" The auctioneer knocked the hammer, indicating that bidding was open.

"Ten million gold coins!" The lazy voice that had disappeared for who knows how long rang in everyone's ears again.

After hearing this slightly familiar voice, everyone looked towards the source of the voice, only to see that the young man who had been sleeping had opened his eyes at some point.

"How rich is this guy! It seems like he was sleepwalking before! He was just disdainful and didn't even bother to open his eyes!" Everyone sighed in their hearts.

When Fan Ling heard this extremely annoying voice, his eyes turned bloodshot. This man was provoking him all the time. He had already put Xiao Yan on his must-kill list, and he would only vent his anger by cutting him into pieces.

"Fifteen million gold coins!" Fan Ling stood up immediately. He could no longer tolerate Xiao Yan's eyes. It was a look of contempt, disdain, humiliation and insult. How could he, a pampered and admired young sect leader, tolerate this?

“Young Sect Master, you can’t do that!” The old man next to Fan Ling couldn’t help but comfort him when he saw that his Young Sect Master was about to lose his mind due to Xiao Yan’s provocation.

"Sit down!" Fan Ling shouted. You still have some temper! He had never been insulted like this before.

"Fifteen million and one gold coins!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and shouted out the price with a smile.

"Damn it! This is a blatant provocation!" Seeing that the atmosphere was so tense, the people in the field were happy to watch the joke. After all, they could no longer participate at such a high price.

The people from the Sky Snake Mansion and the Black Skull did not participate in the bidding. After all, the price was already far beyond their original price, and they were unwilling to get involved in this muddy water.

When Fan Ling saw that everyone was looking at him, his face suddenly felt hot and painful. If he didn't make an offer now, his Blood Clan would never be able to hold their heads up again.

"Twenty million gold coins!" Fan Ling roared.

When everyone heard Fan Ling shout out the sky-high price of 20 million, they were stunned and immediately turned their attention to Xiao Yan.

At this time, the auctioneer on the crystal stage had a smile on his face, happier than if he had eaten hundreds of kilograms of bee feces. Xiao Yan was simply their God of Wealth.

"Do you have so many gold coins? You are not just shouting nonsense, are you?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and immediately turned their eyes to Fan Ling again, waiting for his answer.

Fan Ling's face turned red when he was looked at. He really didn't have so many gold coins. He only brought 20 million gold coins this time, and he also bought a lot of things in the process, so it was not enough.

After seeing Fan Ling's reaction, everyone understood what was going on and showed expressions of contempt on their faces.

"If he has 20 million gold coins, this fighting skill will belong to him. If not, it will belong to me!" Xiao Yan said lightly while looking at the auctioneer in the center of the crystal stage.

"Fan Ling, do you have 20 million gold coins?" the auctioneer looked at Fan Ling and asked.

"Hand over all the gold coins you have on you to me!" Fan Ling shouted in a low voice to the people from the Blood Clan beside him.

"Young Master, all the gold coins added up are only more than 19 million, not 20 million!" The old man next to Fan Ling whispered in Fan Ling's ear.

Hearing this, Fan Ling almost vomited blood. Although he could force himself to say that he had it, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. After all, Xiao Yan's words really came true. "Of course I have 20 million gold coins!" Fan Ling said stubbornly.

Seeing that Fan Ling was being stubborn, the auctioneer naturally did not dare to expose him. After all, if they really made the young master unhappy, their auction house would definitely suffer, and even the Eight Gates would be affected.

"Fan Ling bid 20 million, is there anyone who can offer a higher price?" The auctioneer looked around, but his eyes finally fell on Xiao Yan. He wanted to know why he kept provoking Fan Ling. Was he really confident or was he looking for death?

Although Xiao Yan could continue to bid, he would not waste it if he could save 20 million gold coins, although he did not care.

In the end, Fan Ling bought this low-level earth-level fighting skill scroll at the auction at a sky-high price of 20 million.

Although it felt like a loss to bid 20 million for this Earth-level fighting skill, if it were to be auctioned at a regular auction house it would cost at least hundreds of millions.

This kind of thing is pure black goods, and only in the chaotic Black Horn Region would anyone dare to auction and use it. If it were in the Gama Empire, would anyone dare to auction it? Would anyone dare to use it?

If the people from Fenglei Pavilion find out, the Jiama Empire will definitely be in trouble, and the people who use it will die without a burial place.

Of course, the major families in the Gama Empire must have some shameful martial arts and fighting skills, such as getting some illegal goods from the Black Horn Region. However, these things are kept in the bottom of the box, and will not be revealed in front of others unless they are in danger of genocide.

The auction has come to an end, and the last item is what the big forces really want to auction at the auction house.

"Clap!"

The auctioneer clapped his hands gently, and as his applause rang out, a series of crackling sounds suddenly came from the edge of the crystal table, and then a circle of black metal fences slowly rose up, finally forming a circular metal cage that firmly protected the crystal table.

"Haha, don't worry about it. Since this item is so valuable, we have taken some protective measures." The auctioneer explained with a smile.

In the Black Horn Region, anything could happen, and outright robbery was common. I was afraid that the Black Silver Auction House must have suffered losses in this way before.

"This prison is made of cold iron. Even a Douhuang strongman would find it difficult to break it in a short time." The auctioneer swept his eyes across the locations of the Sky Snake Palace, the Blood Sect, and the Black Skulls. The warning was self-evident.

The auctioneer slowly took out a half-foot-sized fund disk from the cabinet. Inside the fund disk, a palm-sized cold jade box was standing in it.

With the appearance of the Cold Jade Box, all the forces in front of the auction suddenly straightened up, with undisguised greed in their eyes.

The white-haired auctioneer ignored the greedy gazes outside the iron cage, and with a trembling hand he gently placed the fund plate on the auction table. His dry fingers carefully lifted the lid of the box, and suddenly, a golden light burst out.

The sudden golden light illuminated the entire auction hall and blinded most of the people present.

Xiao Yan stared at the longan-sized golden pill in the stone box. The surface of the pill was extremely round, and two golden air currents were circling on its surface like golden dragons.

"Yin Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill!" Yao Lao's somewhat low voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yan's heart.

"Teacher, do you know this pill?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

"Haha, take a picture of this pill!" Yao Lao said with a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)