Next to Hou Chi, there were several young men sitting. They were all young men from the younger generation in Fancheng, and they usually hung out together.

"A humble ant!"

Hou Chi had no shame to talk about what happened yesterday. He had suffered losses at the hands of Liu Wuxie, and he was blamed for his carelessness at the time.

"This little sixth level true elixir, with Brother Hou's strength, can kill him with just one slap, so why be angry."

The few friends around him withdrew their gazes, and they really didn't take him seriously at the sixth level of true elixir.

The auction was still going on. Tai Lao looked at Liu Wuxie with some hesitation.

If you don't sell it today, the price may be lower next time. This time the asking price is 20,000, but next time it may be 10,000, or even sell it at a loss, because when they bought it back, they spent a lot of resources, and if they can't sell it, they lose money.

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"I wonder how many spiritual stones this young master is willing to pay?"

They bought this piece of iron from a casual cultivator and it cost them three thousand spiritual stones. As long as the price was higher than this, Mr. Tai was willing to sell it.

They have been studying for several years, but have gained nothing.

"Okay, how about I pay you five thousand spirit stones?"

Liu Wuxie estimated the price of the iron block. When purchasing it, it should be between 3,000 and 4,000. The quoted price of 5,000 was reasonable.

Even if a broken piece of heavenly artifact is sold for one million medium-grade spiritual stones, countless people will rush to snatch it up.
Chapter completed!