I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 314 Demonic Sense
Chicago Municipal Opera House, Sotheby's Auction House large-scale meeting site.

An atmosphere like gunpowder diffused in the venue, and hundreds of golden pupils stared at the dark golden keel.

"Usually, transactions involving dragon bodies at the next-generation level are bartered, but this time, our seller emphasized that only US dollars are accepted, but gold can be traded according to the market average in the last 30 days. The prices are converted into U.S. dollars instead.”

The auctioneer said loudly: "According to the habit of the auction house, I should first introduce the lot, such as its usefulness and how precious it is, but I don't need to repeat the value of this keel, so let's start bidding directly! The starting price is 3000 Ten thousand U.S. dollars!"

"$4000 million!"

Someone in the guest seats below bids immediately.

"5000 million!"

A new price follows.

"Fifty three million!"

……

"7000 million!"

In just tens of seconds of bidding, the price of the keel has more than doubled—this is all because the seller's starting price was too conservative.

"One hundred million."

In the luxury private room in the southwest, someone directly raised the price by 3000 million US dollars.

"Solomon's Temple?" Angers raised his eyebrows.

"Principal, how do you know? Could it be an acquaintance calling the price?" Lu Mingfei asked beside him.

"If your definition of an acquaintance is someone I've been beaten by, then it is." Ang nodded.

"Are they rich?" Lu Mingfei asked a rather important question.

"They are dragon blood dealers. They accept commissions from certain families to check the client's bloodlines and genes, and then screen suitable mixed-race girls from all over the world and bring them back for cultivation. These mixed-race girls are selected in comprehensive genetic and bloodline tests The selected ones, regardless of their own bloodlines, can 100% give birth to the corresponding client with a stable bloodline higher than both parents' hybrids," Anger said, "Do you think there is money for this kind of dirty work? ?”

"Tsk." Lu Mingfei expressed his thoughts with one syllable.

"Although these guys are disgusting and arrogant, and even tried to domesticate dragons, one thing is for sure, that is, the wealth they have accumulated ranks in the top three among all the hybrid powers in Europe," Anger laughed. Laughing, "Fortunately, the secret party's financial strength is the number one in Europe."

Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up to the principal, but his eyes were fixed on the keel below, and a guess in his mind became clearer - it's better to get this thing.

Just when Lu Mingfei was thinking, Anger had already raised his number plate marked with "92" to bid: "2000 million and [-] million."

Anger couldn't afford so much money by himself, but Norma had already opened up 80.00% of the college's liquidity transfer authority to him.

"One hundred and twenty million US dollars!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer. "This price is really terrible, but if it is used to buy the keel of a duke, it is as worthwhile as trading gold for eternal spring water!"

Auctioneers are very good at stoking the fire and stirring up the atmosphere, which is the trick to make the lot sell for a higher price-but now almost no one thinks that the auctioneer is exaggerating-a piece of the Duke's keel that can be bought with money, now The price is indeed a bit low.

Everyone wants this keel, but 80.00% of the people in the venue will not bid, because they know that they have no ability to compete. If there is no accident, this keel will only belong to one of those luxurious private rooms. A representative or high-level person of a great power.

"5000 million." A special voice sounded from the box on the far right, and no one could explain why such a casual female voice was so charming that it made people's hearts flutter.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the box have been opened, and a girl in a yellow embroidered robe is sitting on a luxurious bench, holding the number plate "88" in her hand.

The golden veil covered her entire face, only her beautiful eyes were exposed, with a blush at the corners of the eyes.Bright red strings are tied on the high bun.

For the convenience of the bidding boxes, the floor-to-ceiling windows will be opened, and the people sitting in the main seats are either old wrinkled faces or majestic middle-aged people, except for No. 92 and No. 88.

Angers is an old man, but everyone who sees him will subconsciously classify him out of the category of old people.

No. 88 is a beautiful girl. Although the veil covers the lower half of her face, her charming eyes are enough to overshadow many mixed races who are famous for their beauty.

Lu Mingfei sat next to Angers, looking at the girl in a long robe, not knowing what expression to make.

Unexpectedly, not only the principal has old acquaintances here, but he also has them.

Although the other party only showed the upper half of his face, he still recognized this old acquaintance through this half of his face and the previous voice.

Wine de linen.

Open mouth is 5000 million, it seems that the financial resources of the BOSS behind her should not be underestimated.

Lu Mingfei thought secretly.

"One hundred and ten million."

This time, it was Solomon's Temple Society who made the bid again. When the price reached this height, even the top half-blood power's bidding became much more relaxed.

"One hundred and ten million."

Not everyone will choose to ease the way-for example, Angers likes to use the price to express his determination.

An old man was sitting in the box of Solomon's Temple, an old man wearing a toga robe. He was sitting on a bench with deep wrinkles as if wedged out by a knife. He was leaning on a scepter. Like some ancient Roman patriarch.

Like Angers, he also took young people, but he took a man and a woman, the man was Asian, and the woman was blond and hot.

"Unexpectedly, Angers, you are also very interested in dragon bones." The old man who looked like an ancient Roman veteran said.

"Tusker," Anger looked at the old man, "what? Will Solomon's temple also lack keels?"

"One hundred and eighty million!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer.

Auctions are always unavoidable, and the confrontation between Angers and Tosque seems to him as an auctioneer who has presided over the auction for 30 years.

But in the final analysis, the real decisive factor in the auction is the bid.

"9000 million." Tosk quoted again.

"Two hundred million." Angers followed closely behind.

"2000 million and [-] million." Mai Tokuku was not to be outdone.

Accompanied by the sudden auction of Mai Tokuku and two old men, the price of the keel went up all the way, even reaching [-] million U.S. dollars-this amount of money is enough to have a very obvious impact on the economic situation of a small and medium-sized country.

Jiu De Mai was the first to give up. I don't know if he ran out of money or felt that it was not worth spending [-] million to buy a keel.

Angers and Tosk still have no intention of giving up, and the prices keep rising.

Lu Mingfei was leaning on the sofa, resting his chin in one hand, looking at Solomon's Temple opposite, and suddenly felt a burst of irritability for no reason.

The eyes turned into a sharp blue-gold at some point, and when Lu Mingfei came to his senses, a strand of divine consciousness turned into a sharp sword and flew out.

It was Angers who finally took the keel, because his biggest rival, Tosk, suddenly fell into a coma in the middle of the competition with him.

……

After the auction ended, Lu Mingfei followed the principal out of the box and was led to the place where he and his "old friend" agreed to meet. Lu Mingfei reached out and rubbed his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the deeper influence of the heartbeat will appear on him. Among all the monks, only about half of them will have "magic thoughts" in the heartbeat, and this proportion is much lower among Taoist monks.

Why do I have demonic thoughts?
Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

(End of this chapter)