Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

This time

Almost everyone in the entire auction house looked towards Lin Fan.

Although Lin Fan was wearing a large black robe and his face was covered with a thin layer of black gauze, he looked like a mysterious messenger from the abyss.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Fan felt a chill coming over him. Those eyes seemed to penetrate his disguise and reach deep into his soul.

Other bidders in the venue were filled with doubts and dissatisfaction. They thought to themselves, this secretive yet conspicuous figure was the rich second generation of which family, and he was spending so much money here.

Every spirit stone he throws casually is enough to make ordinary people feel distressed.

But to him, it seemed like a trivial matter.

"My first time with a medium-grade spiritual stone!"

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the hall, drawing people's attention to the focus of the auction again.

"The second time with the middle grade spiritual stone!"

As his voice sounded again, the atmosphere in the hall became more tense.

"The third time for the middle-grade spiritual stone!"

The last bid ended and the whole place fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for a miracle to happen.

The miracle didn't happen.

No one quoted a higher price.

"Congratulations on the 29th, for winning a Fire Spirit Pearl at the price of a mid-grade spirit stone!" The middle-aged man's voice was full of admiration and envy.

When the middle-aged man announced that Lin Fan had won the Fire Spirit Pearl with a mid-grade spirit stone, a low-pitched discussion sounded throughout the hall.

His voice was full of admiration and envy, as if he had witnessed an extraordinary moment.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Lin Fan, with complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.

His heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but think about who this mysterious figure numbered No. 29 was.

He secretly speculated that this person would not come here to fake a shot and then run away without buying anything.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly whispered to the waiter beside him.

His voice was deep and powerful, revealing a seriousness that could not be ignored.

He asked the waiter to keep a close eye on Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi. There was an unquestionable determination in his eyes, as if he wanted to ensure that these two people could not escape from the auction house no matter what.

The behavior of Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi undoubtedly caused a sensation in the auction house.

They spent huge sums of money to purchase low-level magic weapons twice in a row. Such behavior is really rare in the auction house.

Lin Fan's existence was as dazzling as a new star, attracting countless curious and inquiring eyes.

Ximen Zhi was keenly aware of the sneaky glances from around him that were cast towards them from time to time.

His eyes were full of vigilance, as if he was ready for any eventuality.

He whispered to Lin Fan: "Boss, let's keep a low profile!"

His voice, though low, was full of loyalty and concern.

He worried that they would cause unnecessary trouble if they were too conspicuous.

Lin Fan's expression was indifferent, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him, but his deep eyes revealed deep thoughts.

He understands Ximen Zhi's worries and also knows that his behavior has attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Fan had already made plans in his mind. He knew that in this world where interests and power are intertwined, it is inevitable for a big person to attract attention, but he also had his own bottom line and plan.

He whispered to Ximen Zhi: "Don't worry, no matter what the third and fourth items are, I won't be involved!"

His voice was calm but held firm determination.

Lin Fan understood that in this kind of atmosphere, it would be difficult for ordinary people to stay calm, but he was not an ordinary person.

Then, the middle-aged man took out a golden python skin and showed it to everyone.

There was a low murmur of discussion throughout the auction hall.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the shining piece of python skin, which was a rare and precious item.

People whispered, speculating on the origin and value of the item.

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the auction hall, and his eyes flashed with excitement: "Everyone, the third lot is a piece of python skin from a golden python. It can be used as a protective gear to resist all low-level magical weapons. Weapon attack!"

His voice was full of enthusiasm and pride, as if he were displaying a priceless treasure.

This python skin may be ordinary to the high-level monks in the field, but for those low-level monks, it is an unmatched top-notch defensive equipment.

Its value lies in its rarity and practicality, which is enough for many low-level monks to flock to it.

Especially the attribute "can resist attacks from all weapons below low-level magic weapons".

The golden python skin is displayed in front of everyone like a piece of art.

Its luster shines charmingly under the light, as if every inch contains incredible power.

The middle-aged man's voice was particularly loud in this gorgeous occasion: "Golden python skin, the starting price is 1000 mid-grade spiritual stones, and the price increase is 500 mid-grade spiritual stones each time!"

There was an irrepressible excitement in his voice, as if foretelling a fierce competition.

The moment the auction started, the entire hall was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation.

Most of the guests who come to this auction house are low-level monks, and they almost all have a great desire for this treasure that can resist the attack of all weapons below low-level magic weapons.

Following the middle-aged man's announcement, bidding immediately rang out in the auction hall.

"1500 mid-grade spiritual stones!"

"2500 mid-grade spiritual stones!"

"4500 mid-grade spiritual stones!"

Voices came and went, and every quotation was accompanied by everyone's anticipation and nervousness.

The price of golden python skin kept rising amid these biddings, and each price increase caused a slight uproar.

When the price reached 4500 medium-grade spiritual stones, the atmosphere in the auction house reached a climax.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded and shouted coldly: "7000 medium-grade spiritual stones!"

This voice was cold and domineering, like a bolt of lightning in the cold wind, making the temperature of the entire hall seem to drop a few degrees.

This voice cut off all the discussion and caused the entire venue to fall into silence for a moment.

Lin Fan turned to the source of the voice, his eyes like a torch, passing through the gaps in the crowd, and fixed on a confident man.

He was the male of the couple that Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi had quietly followed earlier.

When the price of 7000 medium-grade spiritual stones was shouted out, the entire auction house seemed to be enveloped by an invisible pressure.

Both the price and the man's aura discouraged other bidders, and no one dared to speak out again.

The middle-aged man stood on the stage, with a trace of disappointment on his face. The fierce competition he originally expected failed to happen.

"7000 mid-grade spiritual stones once!"

The middle-aged man's voice sounded again, with a mechanical repetition, as if confirming this astonishing number.

"7000 mid-grade spiritual stones twice!"

His voice became firmer, but still did not elicit a response from anyone.