Destiny Martial God

Youniu City, in the auction venue!

"My Lord, is this appropriate?"

On the contrary, those who are qualified to participate in the auction are all powerful people who can influence the situation of Tianxuan Continent, and they are also people that Tianshang Renjian Chamber of Commerce cannot easily offend.

If these people are neglected, Bian Shengrui is worried that it will bring trouble to the Chamber of Commerce and Yu Haoran.

"Very suitable!"

While nodding to confirm, Yu Haoran looked at the 108 seats in the hall and reminded with a sneer.

"At the same time, the elder reminded them that not only do they need to fight for the 36 private rooms, but they also need to rely on their strength and confidence to snatch the 108 seats in the hall."

"If nothing is snatched in the end, then you can only stand there apologetically."

"Okay!"

Following Yu Haoran's gaze and looking at the hall, Bian Shengrui found that although more than half of the 108 seats had been occupied, the powerful people participating in the auction were still entering continuously, and he could only nod in agreement in the end.

Seeing the leader of the Tianjian Sect walking towards the private room on the second floor and intending to drive away the guests in the private room, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sneer, and then walked to the high platform built in the central tower of the first floor hall.

Standing on the high platform, he slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions, and waited for the incense sticks under the high platform to burn to the end.

"Get out!"

As soon as he closed his eyes, Yu Haoran heard a gloomy and angry shout from the location of the private room on the second floor.

Then, he heard the voice of the leader of the Tianjian Sect apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Jian is blind and didn't know that you are actually a strong man from the Nanmen family. Jian is going to get out now."

Looking at the leader of the Tianjian Sect who was leaving the private room with a very panicked look, Yu Haoran couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although Nanmen is a family with a heritage of more than a million years, it can only be regarded as an ordinary force among the dozens of families participating in the auction. According to the level of the strong and powerful people who are constantly entering the venue, I am afraid that their final fate will be to be driven out of the private room.

The leader of the Tianjian Sect, who was in awe of the Nanmen family, completely became a miserable and pitiful person. He was constantly scolded and humiliated by the big shots in the private room, but he could only apologize with a smile, and then continue to look for a private room.

The two sword masters who had just woken up not long ago saw that the leader was kicked around like a ball, but still humiliated himself without repentance. They had completely lost the pride that the sword should have.

They looked at each other, and at the same time controlled the leader, and then forcibly took him to the chair in the lobby on the first floor.

Looking at the leader of the Tianjian Sect who was struggling desperately to get up, but was suppressed by the two martial arts masters standing behind him, Yu Haoran couldn't help shaking his head.

In his previous life, although the leader of the Tianjian Sect was not a man of great talent, he was also a relatively qualified sect leader. Under his leadership, the Tianjian Sect gradually had the strength to impact the top forces after nearly a hundred years of accumulation.

But in this life, I don’t know what happened. The performance of the leader of the Tianjian Sect was very poor. Not only did he lose the pride that a swordsman should have, but he also lost the mind and vision that a sect leader should have.

Retracting his gaze from the leader of the Tianjian Sect, Yu Haoran closed his eyes again and continued to regulate his breath.

"Master, time is up!" When the incense sticks in the corner of the high platform went out, Yunxiang, who accompanied him to the stage to gain experience, hurriedly reminded him.

"Cough!"

Slowly opening his eyes, a happy smile bloomed on his face. Yu Haoran glanced at the chaotic scene and the people who were still entering the venue, and coughed hard.

Unfortunately, in the face of his cough containing a trace of Yuanli, many strong men in the hall chose to turn a blind eye, and continued to reminisce and quarrel.

In response, Yu Haoran suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said with a smile on his face.

"I am very grateful to all the seniors for coming from afar to participate in the auction held by Tianshang Renjian Chamber of Commerce in Youniu City."

"Here, on behalf of myself and Tianshang Renjian Chamber of Commerce, I thank all the seniors who are present, and I wish you all the best and a fruitful return."

Not only did he continue to reminisce and argue, he didn't even look at him, ignoring his gratitude and wishes just now.

Even if Yu Haoran's psychological quality is so strong, facing the rude attitude of the people on the scene, he is still very disappointed in his heart.

Therefore, Yu Haoran decided to skip the carefully prepared speech that could mobilize the momentum and excitement of the scene, and directly start the auction of the items.

Turning his head and nodding to Yunxiang, she took out a tray from the storage ring, walked to his side, and worriedly whispered.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Yunxiang, this is the first lesson I teach you. It will teach you how to quickly adjust your mentality when being ignored, and how to deal with such situations." After shaking his head to indicate that he was fine, Yu Haoran looked at the noisy hall and reminded calmly.

Then, he took out a pill bottle from the storage ring, placed it on the tray, and ignored the mess in the hall, and shouted loudly to the 36 private rooms on the second floor.

"The third-level first-grade Huazun Pill can help the strong men at the peak of the ninth grade of Wusheng and the three-tribulation quasi-Wuzun realm to break through the Wuzun realm."

"The starting price of the third-grade first-grade Huazun Dan is three ninth-grade lower-grade spirit veins, and each bid cannot be less than one ninth-grade lower-grade spirit vein, or one hundred fourth-grade first-grade spirit stones."

Just like the ninth-grade first-grade spirit stones are used as the price of the transaction, the spirit veins are also based on the ninth-grade lower-grade as a fixed base.

At the same time, the exchange base of the spirit vein grade is the same as the spirit stone grade.

A ninth-grade middle-grade spirit vein can be exchanged for ten ninth-grade lower-grade spirit veins, and a ninth-grade upper-grade spirit vein can be exchanged for one hundred ninety-grade lower-grade spirit veins, and so on.

However, when the grade of the spirit vein reaches the fifth grade, the exchange rate will increase several times, dozens of times.

The originally chaotic scene suddenly became quiet after Yu Haoran took out the third-grade first-grade Huazun Dan and directly gave the auction price.

However, some families with a history of tens of thousands of years and the leaders of second-rate sects not only did not get the treatment of private rooms, but even the seats in the hall were forcibly occupied by others. They were not happy at heart, and were completely angered by Yu Haoran's reckless attitude.

Xi Qiansha, the leader of the Blood Killing Sect, who was dressed in a blood-red robe and had reached the realm of the first calamity quasi-martial master, interrupted the process of the auction and asked with a gloomy face.

"My Lord, the Chamber of Commerce of Tianshang Renjian has not arranged us properly yet, and you started the auction directly. Don't you look down on us too much?"