Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

In fact, since the filming of the Essence Moon Dew Pendant started, Ye Chen had already planned to buy it.

This pendant is filled with aura, mixed with a faint radiance, which means it is of extraordinary quality.

Even if it costs 5000 million spirit crystals, it is not a loss at all. This string of pendants is totally worth the price.

When he bought the Essence Moon Dew Pendant, he didn't plan to keep it for himself, but he planned to give it to Xuan Xin as a small gift after returning home.

On the other hand, Maya and the head of the North Wolf sect also became quiet, and their eyes fell on Ye Chen in unison.

None of them expected that Ye Chen would easily call out a price of 5000 million, which really exceeded everyone's expectations.

Maya also knew it well, but if Ye Chen called out 100 million, she would not raise the price again.

The head of the Northern Wolf Sect also let out a long sigh of relief, feeling relieved, and his face eased a lot.

If it is really necessary to spend such a high price just to buy a piece of jewelry, it is really a blood loss, and shooting 2000 million spirit crystals is really not a small sum.

At this time, they probably understood that Ye Chen was the real hidden boss, hiding his secrets, but his strength should not be underestimated.

There are still many valuable treasures in the next lot, and the rarity is also very high, but Ye Chen did not bid again.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind. The energy emitted by the internal force of the following treasures seemed a little dim. They were not valuable treasures at all, and they were mostly gimmicks.

Even if it was something of real value, it failed to catch his attention.

In this regard, it is better to rest for a while, exhale and adjust the breath, and calm down.

On the other hand, Maya was also tentatively asking for a price. She was still a little unconvinced, thinking that since Ye Chen took the photo of this Essence Moon Dew Pendant, he didn't have any money left.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't bid again, no matter what the next lot was, there was no response, and the corners of Maya's mouth rose slightly.

In fact, Ye Chen has been waiting for the last thing, the broken godhead.

The auction process is long, there are dozens of items in total, and the bidding starts one by one. The whole process takes more than an hour.

"Everyone, today's last treasure, which is the finale here, is about to start shooting. This broken godhead is the rarest thing in the heavens. Please don't miss it."

Soon, accompanied by the voice of the commentary, a staff member came to the stage carrying a tray covered with a red cloth.

Lifting off the red cloth, I saw a piece of curved jade placed in a transparent container, which looked very simple, with slight cracks on it.

This inconspicuous appearance and dilapidated shape are not very attractive, and ordinary monks really don't see anything special about it.

"The broken godhead is a treasure that can't be found among the nine heavens. I believe you all know that the godhead can only be possessed by gods, and it is a must for cultivating to become a god. To achieve a step-by-step improvement."

"This broken jade pendant is not the godhead itself, but something deposited by the godhead. If it can absorb the essence of it, it will be of absolute benefit to the monk himself."

After this explanation, everyone almost understands it.

The jade pendant itself is useless, but the godhead contained in it is the real precious thing. If you can get it, you have the opportunity to directly communicate with the gods.

Such a treasure is simply hard to come by.

"What's the starting price? Hurry up, I can't wait."

"Don't be a fool, hurry up."

The people below were beating their chests and stamping their feet, already a little impatient, and already urging.

"This broken godhead, the starting price is 3000 million spirit crystals, and the price increase should not be less than 100 million each time, everyone please."

3000 million spirit crystals, this number is definitely an astronomical figure for many people, even if they go bankrupt, they still can't get half of it.

Even for some large-scale family forces, all industries can only produce a few million spiritual crystals.

So the voices that urged me just now disappeared quickly.

"Thirty-five million."

The head of the Northern Wolf Sect was the first to bid.

However, he was not the only one who had a reputation at the scene.

"Thirty-one million!"

"4000 million!"

"5000 million!"

Soon, the price soared all the way to 7000 million.

Down below, above the ordinary seats, a man in a black cloak shouted the price.

"8000 million!"

This person's aura is restrained, but he can't see through his identity at all.

The black cloak is made of special materials and has a unique function of isolating visitation, which can prevent others from prying.

Many people present focused their eyes on the man in black, but they couldn't see his identity at all, and they couldn't even see his appearance clearly.

Even this person's figure is not sure if it is real, or if it is a cover-up.

"5000 million, I want it."

Ye Chen suddenly called out the price.

Until then, the original man in black suddenly became unattractive.

All eyes on the scene fell on Ye Chen alone.

"Who the hell is he? How could he be so rich?"

"That's right, even if it's the second generation ancestor, it wouldn't be so rich, right?"

"Looking at his young age, it seems that he has another way to make money. Maybe he is a hidden boss."

All kinds of discussions arose, and everyone at the scene had Ye Chen's idea in mind.

But now the auction is over.

Ye Chen came to the backstage, paid the money, and a large number of spiritual crystals piled up into mountains.

After getting the treasure, Ye Chen concealed his breath very low-key, and then left.

But after he became the focus of the audience, he was destined to be unable to avoid the attention of others. No matter how low-key he was, it was still useless.

Until he quietly left, dozens of people followed quietly behind.

Among the crowd, countless pairs of eyes looked over.

At this moment, Ye Chen only felt a chill down his back.

Even though he had enough confidence in his own strength, he felt a cold murderous aura brewing, which made him shiver.

Too many people wanted to kill him, definitely more than hundreds of people. At this time, it is estimated that anyone who was randomly dragged out of the crowd was coveting his storage bag.

Now he has a feeling that anyone who appears nearby is suspicious, and no one is a pure passerby.

Undoubtedly, these people came here for their own treasures.

Ye Chen didn't think much about it anymore, he just quickened his pace, and was about to get out of everyone's sight.

But just before he took ten steps, a voice from behind suddenly stopped him.

"Boy, stop, hand over the broken godhead, and spare you!"