hotmtlnovel Chapter 165
Chapter 165
Zhang Fuyao, who was standing aside, smiled slightly at this moment.
"Fellow Daoist, you are joking!"
"For these cultivators, the fortune of the Silver Dragon Lotus is much more important than this mere spiritual stone!"
Although Zhang Fuyao was of the Supreme Bloodline.
But his tone and attitude were extremely peaceful. Even though there was a huge gap between him and Duanmu Ji, the two of them still addressed each other as fellow Daoists!
After hearing Zhang Fuyao's words.
Duanmu Ji could only smile dumbly, with a bit of self-mockery in his tone.
"That's true!"
"It's me, a native, who took it for granted!"
Hearing this.
Zhang Fuyao was not in a hurry to speak.
He just glanced at Duanmu Ji meaningfully.
"Daoyou, you are wrong!"
"You should know that the previous world of creation was flawed in the way of heaven and the way of the great Dao was incomplete! Daoyou can achieve the path of quasi-saint in such a predicament, you should be called a hero!"
"Why is there such a thing as a native?"
After saying this.
Zhang Fuyao slowly lowered his voice again.
"Daoyou's talent, to be honest, even I find it incredible..."
But before he finished speaking, Duanmu Ji waved his hand.
"Daoyou, why do you have to persuade me!"
"What I have achieved is only the path of pseudo-saint, and the path of this life...maybe it has been cut off!"
There was a hint of sadness in his tone.
Yes.
Once upon a time, he also thought that he was the darling of this world.
But who would have thought that he clearly got the script of the son of destiny, but suffered from the lack of inheritance, and finally embarked on such a wrong path!
Although he achieved the quasi-saint, it was only the realm of pseudo-saint after all.
For a while.
Duanmu Ji's face showed a bit of sigh.
But Zhang Fuyao shook his head gently without saying anything.
Nothing else.
Zhang Fuyao knew very well that the so-called pseudo-saints... just didn't have enough understanding of the rules of the Dao!
As long as he could continue to understand the Dao and improve his own Dao foundation.
One day, there would be a chance to compete with the heaven and earth for the true saint Dao fruit!
Even though this possibility was very small, it had happened in history.
For example, his blood father, the Supreme Kunpeng!
On the other side.
The competition for the Silver Dragon Lotus continued.
"Five hundred and thirty million high-grade spirit stones!"
"Five hundred and fifty million!"
"Five hundred and fifty-five million!"
"Five hundred and seventy million!"
"..."
"Six hundred million! Six hundred million high-grade spirit stones!"
This time, it was the price shouted by Emperor Li of the Golden Crow Clan.
Six hundred million spirit stones!
Along with his bidding, the price of the Silver Dragon Lotus, which showed no sign of slowing down, finally paused for a rare time.
It was this pause.
The audience finally had time to breathe.
The major forces participating in the competition all frowned at this moment.
In the No. 1 private room.
Gongsun Xiao's brows showed a bit of bitterness.
"It's bad!"
"I underestimated the determination of these people for the Silver Dragon Lotus!"
Gongsun Xiao spoke while sweeping his eyes across the audience.
Don't look at the fact that many forces have withdrawn from the auction since the beginning.
But he knew in his heart.
Those forces were just here to accompany the runner-up.
And his real opponent...
Tsk tsk!
Gongsun Xiao shook his head repeatedly, and he thought of several names as soon as his mind moved.
After a brief calculation, he sighed again.
On the other side.
In the private room of Xiulingjie, Han Li watched calmly.
After all, that was a holy medicine!
Looking at the enthusiasm of the scene, Han Li shook his head helplessly.
His attitude towards the Silver Dragon Lotus was that it would be best if he had it, but it didn't matter if he didn't!
Seeing that there were so many forces competing for it, he naturally chose to give up first!
But on the other side.
In the private room of Xutian Daochang.
Meng Huan's expression was ferocious at this moment, and there was a hint of anger on his face.
The seventh time!
This is the seventh time!
He had seen six supreme opportunities slip away from him, and now there was another Silver Dragon Lotus...
In an instant.
The expression on Meng Huan's face changed again and again.
But in the end, greed defeated reason.
The temptation of becoming a saint in one step was simply an irresistible poison for him.
"Six hundred and fifty million!"
There was a kind of paranoia and madness in Meng Huan's voice.
This was a huge increase in price.
After all, the reserve price was six hundred million high-grade spirit stones, and it was reasonable that the parties should have raised the price slightly to test the water.
But Meng Huan had long stopped considering rationality and strategy.
There was only one word in his mind: reckless!
Yes.
He wanted to use such madness to deter other cultivators.
But...
Meng Huan underestimated everyone's desire for the Silver Dragon Lotus.
Almost at the moment when he finished speaking.
A few more voices rang out in succession.
"Six hundred and sixty million high-grade spirit stones!"Wu Qi suppressed his restlessness and spoke in a low voice!
"Six hundred and eighty million!" The Golden Crow Emperor Li did not hide his arrogance at all, and even his tone was as overwhelming as he was!
"Six hundred and ninety million!" Yuan Hong had already made up his mind, and naturally would not give up easily at this moment.
"Seven hundred million!" The young master of the Shura clan, Shifang Luosha, seemed to want to intervene, and suddenly raised the price to seven hundred million high-grade spirit stones!
"Seven hundred and thirty million!" Yao Fengxing, the son of Yaoguang, also joined the bidding at this moment!
But this is not over yet!
In the hall of the auction house, suddenly there was an overbearing dragon's might slowly spread.
I saw a handsome young man suddenly walk out.
A pair of sword-like eyebrows were majestic without anger, and the narrow eyes were shining with a faint red light.
At the corner of the eye, pieces of red-gold scales could be vaguely seen.
His long crimson hair seemed to be burning with flames, glowing with unusual smoothness.
Of course.
The most eye-catching thing was the two horns on his forehead.
It was like some peerless coral, exuding an inexplicable mysterious Taoist rhyme.
Obviously, this was not coral.
It was a dragon horn!
At this moment, the golden dragon-patterned robe that the young man was wearing suddenly shone brightly.
Above the young man's head, a real dragon shadow flashed by.
It was a figure that was also filled with infinite supreme aura.
Even if it was just a glimpse.
But that kind of domineering aura of being the only one in the world instantly made everyone understand the identity of the supreme person!
Dragon Clan... Mad Blood Great Sage!
"Oh my god, the dragons are here too?"
"The Mad Blood Great Sage has personally given me protection. Could this person be a genius of the dragons?"
"My goodness, the dragon robe he wears is actually a top-grade Xuantian spiritual treasure?"
"Ao Jiutian... it's him! Rumor has it that Ao Jiutian has completely inherited 70% of the true dragon blood of the Mad Blood Great Sage!"
"..."
Although his identity has been exposed.
But Ao Jiutian didn't show any worry on his face.
Instead, he showed a bit of arrogance and disdain, and spoke softly.
In an instant.
He was obviously only a great master of the twelfth level of the Great Power Realm, but he suddenly burst out with endless dragon power!
"Eight hundred million!"
His voice was very soft, so soft that he had to concentrate to hear it clearly.
But that faint voice seemed to be lingering with some supreme magical power, and endless echoes were born in an instant.
Layers of echoes!
The whole scene exploded in an instant!
In the private room of the Demon King Palace.
Until this moment, Wu Qi finally realized that the dragon power he felt was not an illusion.
"Damn it!"
Wu Qi's face showed three parts of unwillingness, three parts of realization and three parts of resentment!
At this moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his energy.
"That's the dragon clan!"
Thinking of those rumors about the dragon clan, Wu Qi was numb.
Yes.
Comparing financial strength with dragon monks? How can this be compared!
Don't you know that the dragon clan is famous for being rich?