"Five thousand taels of silver!"

Tang Zijin suddenly spoke, and Zhou Qingmu on the side was suddenly startled. The young man turned to look at the girl in green beside him, and the young lady from the Tang family who said "five thousand taels of silver" for such a sky-high price just turned her head and smiled sweetly.

As soon as Tang Zijin opened his mouth, countless pairs of eyes looked in this direction.

"The lady above didn't speak before, but does anyone know which family she comes from?"

"Not only is the girl bidding the price very unfamiliar, the young man next to her is also a completely unfamiliar face, and he doesn't dress like a young man from an aristocratic family."

"..."

Everyone in the lobby was talking a lot, and several private rooms on the second floor where aristocratic families gathered also looked at them.

"Five thousand five hundred taels of silver."

"Two thousand spirit stones."

But this surprise only lasted for a moment, and someone continued to bid. No matter which family they came from, naturally it would not affect the bidding of everyone sitting here. And in just two bids, the price had already reached two thousand spiritual stones.

If converted into silver taels, it would be more than six thousand taels of silver.

At this time, Tang Zijin said calmly: "Seven thousand taels of silver!"

Seven thousand taels of silver! As soon as he said this, everyone in the lobby became silent, and several figures from the aristocratic families on the second floor just shook their heads. Obviously, the essence and blood of this Nine Evil Dragon Demon is not worth seven thousand taels of silver.

The price is a thousand taels of silver.

So, after Gu Luanyue asked a few more times, no one was willing to pay a higher price to buy this drop of blood of the Nine Evil Dragon Demon.

Gu Luanyue smiled slightly at Zhou Qingmu's private room and said, "I also ask the two guests to bring their silver coins to the chamber of commerce management office to exchange for them after the auction."

Seeing Tang Zijin nod slightly, Gu Luanyue began to introduce the next round of auction items.

At the same time, Zhou Qingmu finally couldn't hold back and said, "Miss Tang, why did you pay such a high price for this thing?"

Tang Zijin looked proud: "Although my family doesn't have many spiritual stones, we still have plenty of silver."

Zhou Qingmu still looked puzzled, Tang Zijin pretended to be mysterious and said with a smile: "As for why I bought it, I won't tell you!"

After saying that, Tang Zijin turned his head and looked at the booth below.

Although the remaining items were all valuable treasures, even if they were somewhat attractive to Zhou Qingmu, Zhou Qingmu just looked at them with an indifferent expression, and Tang Zijin on the side just looked at them silently.

Until Gu Luanyue took out the last item for auction, which was a sword manual, she did not tell who the sword manual was from. However, Gu Luanyue told everyone present with great confidence that the swordsmanship must be at the supernatural level.

The starting price of this sword book is three thousand spiritual stones or nearly ten thousand taels of silver, which is almost three times the value of the previous drop of Nine Evil Dragon Fairy blood.

Gu Luanyue had just finished introducing the sword manual when someone in the audience offered four thousand spirit stones.

Magical power! It is extremely rare in this world. It is often the treasure of a family or an ancient sect. Therefore, even a book of spells that is comparable to magical power is enough to arouse the enthusiasm of everyone present!

Soon, people began to bid one after another. After just a few rounds of bidding, the price had already reached the sky-high price of 6,000 spiritual stones!

Zhou Qingmu was naturally not interested in this sword manual. He did not think that this sword manual was stronger than the sword manual passed down by Li Qiubai.

Tang Zijin only glanced at it a few times and said nothing.

In the end, under the bidding of several aristocratic families and wealthy businessmen, the son of the aristocratic family who previously bought the thunder talisman of the Chen family bought it for 10,000 spirit stones.

But obviously, after buying this sword manual, this calm young man also showed a look of pain. But he returned to normal after just a moment. As a young man from a well-known family in the Dahong Dynasty, he naturally couldn't show it.

Dilemma.

As the bidding for the last lot ended, the crowd participating in the auction also dispersed. Zhou Qingmu and Tang Zijin also walked out of the private room and walked towards the chamber of commerce management office.

The Chamber of Commerce Steward's Office was also in an independent private room on the second floor. Tang Zijin showed the previously exquisite token engraved with the word "Tang". Seeing this, the Chamber of Commerce Steward in the Steward's Office took out a jade box and handed it to

Tang Zijin, Tang Zijin also took out seven banknotes and put them on the table.

After getting this drop of blood essence from the Nine Evil Dragon Demon, the two of them left the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce. Zhou Qingmu also put his sword behind him at this time, took out the cloth bag containing fifty taels of silver and handed it to Tang Zijin.

"Miss Tang, I haven't done anything to help you. You'd better take back the money."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure flashed past, and the cloth bag in Zhou Qingmu's hand and the jade box in Tang Zijin's hand both disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu turned around and saw a masked man in black speeding past on the roof on the right.

Zhou Qingmu immediately moved in the direction of that person and chased him on the street.

Seeing Zhou Qingmu chasing after him, the man who had robbed him of wealth appeared in his hand and threw three short blades towards Zhou Qingmu.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu immediately turned sideways to dodge, and the Immortal Burial Sword suddenly unsheathed and stabbed towards the man.

This knife-throwing technique was extraordinary. Zhou Qingmu used his true energy to dodge several steps, but his sleeve was still scratched.

After Zhou Qingmu finally escaped, the man had already run a long distance away. This masked man was no ordinary monk. Even Zhou Qingmu's Immortal Burial Sword could only barely catch up.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a cloud robe appeared behind the masked man in black. The man in the cloud robe stepped on the flying sword and struck straight at the masked man in black with his palm.

Seeing this, the masked man in black robe smiled disdainfully, and threw three more flying blades in his hand. Their power was even more chilling than when he dealt with Zhou Qingmu before. Although the man in cloud robe dodged in time, he was still penetrated by one of the flying blades.

He immediately retracted his palm, and the palm of the man in cloud robe was also dodged by the masked man in black.

This man in cloud robes, Zhou Qingmu, had seen him at an auction before. He had extremely strong financial resources and spent five thousand taels of silver to buy an extremely powerful mid-grade spiritual sword.

As soon as the cloud-robed man stopped, several more figures were chasing after him. Zhou Qingmu looked intently and saw that almost all of these people were people who had bought the items at the auction, including the person who had photographed Chen Jialei.

The son of a noble family who possesses Fuhe's peerless swordsmanship, at this moment there is an old man with a solemn face standing next to him.

"Thieves, stop leaving and hand over the treasure, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"

When everyone was not far away from the masked man in black, they all activated their spells and all attacked towards the masked man in black.

The masked man in black robe was unable to dodge for a moment, and was struck in the left arm by a sword master. However, after the sword energy dissipated, the masked man in black robe was standing on the ground not far away without any damage.

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He looked at the people who came to pursue him, with disdain in his eyes. With a move of his right hand, a shiny black iron gun with gold patterns appeared in his hand, and at the same time, a tyrannical aura burst out from the masked man in black robe.

"Who in the Eastern Region of Tianqian doesn't know that I have never failed to steal an immortal? Just like you, do you think you can get the treasure from me?"

After saying that, the masked black-robed man who claimed to be the "Stealing Immortal" muttered a spell, shook the iron gun in his hand, and shot out at the people in front of him.

A fierce spear rushed towards the people in front of them, and its power was not even inferior to some tyrannical magical powers.

When everyone saw this, they did not panic. They all waved their magical weapons and launched their spells to slash at the fierce war spear.

But at this time, no one noticed that a cold light passed by them.

After the fierce collision between countless spells and the golden-patterned iron spear, the power of the spear only lost most of its power and penetrated straight into the chest of the cloud-robed man at the front.

The man in the cloud robe looked unwilling, his body just shook, and he died of hatred.

At this time, everyone remembered that there was a famous rumor in the Eastern Region of Tianqian. A man in black who claimed to be the "Stealing Immortal" single-handedly stole an immortal-level weapon from a peerless expert from an ancient family. The sword. But no one knew whether the strong man found the sword later, nor did they know where the sword was. But after that, the "Stealing Immortal" never appeared again. Therefore , the people in the Eastern Region of Tiangan did not take this matter to heart.

But now that this person appears again, everyone present is a little afraid.

When everyone present moved towards the masked black-robed man again, they saw with their own eyes that the "Stealing Immortal" pulled out a bloody ancient sword from his left shoulder.

"He is injured, everyone! Take this opportunity and let us take action to keep this thief behind."

However, after several people present saw it, someone immediately took the lead.

The masked man in black robe looked at the strange sword he threw on the ground with some annoyance, and then looked up at the people who were about to arrive in front of him.

The masked man in black robe stretched out his hand, and the gold-patterned iron spear that penetrated the chest of the man in cloud robe suddenly flew out and came into his hand.

However, everyone did not give him a chance to strike again. The strong sword-wielding man from before flashed in front of him and stabbed out with his sword. Seeing this, the "Stealing Immortal" struck out with a palm in his hand and struck the sword. After seeing the long sword that he thrust at him, the others flew towards him with various magical weapons in hand.

At this moment, the masked man in black robes fought together with several strong men who were at least in the fifth level of Qi Condensation, and they did not fall behind!

While everyone was fighting fiercely around the masked black-robed man who called himself "The Immortal Thief", not far away, a black shadow quietly flashed past.

Zhou Qingmu had also arrived at this time, and when he was looking for the Immortal Burial Sword that flew to kill the enemy, he found that there was no trace on the ground.

As a result, the masked black figure that fled extremely fast was followed by a young man chasing after him.

Zhou Qingmu saw that it was difficult to catch up with the man with only his own foot strength, so he thought about it and tried to recall the Immortal Burial Sword.

After a moment, a sword light flew towards Zhou Qingmu. Zhou Qingmu took the Immortal Burial Sword and suddenly accelerated his speed.

After getting closer to the black shadow, a sword suddenly slashed out!

The world is changing, and the sword energy is clear in the autumn!

The boundless sword energy slashed straight at the black figure with this sword, and the masked man in black robe suddenly stopped. With this sword, Zhou Qingmu almost used up his meager amount of energy in order to be powerful enough.

Fortunately, how can the swordsmanship taught by Li Qiubai, the master of swordsmanship, be ordinary?

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu did not hesitate to catch up with the masked man in black who was bleeding profusely. The young man suddenly nailed the Immortal Burial Sword in his hand to the leg of the masked man in black that was torn apart by the sword energy.

At this time, after killing the "masked man in black robe", those behind him finally realized that it was just a clone.

So, everyone looked at the young man whose clothes were torn. Sitting in front of the young man was the real culprit who stole their treasures!

Zhou Qingmu looked at the masked man in black robe and said coldly: "Take out all the things you stole, otherwise I will kill you here without hesitation."

Seeing this, the masked man in black robe smiled disdainfully and said: "Just you? What if I don't give it to you? Your sword is indeed a bit weird. You are just a bastard in the Qi training realm. You don't think you can do it just by relying on this sword."

Did you leave me here?"

After saying that, the guy's body shook, and the Immortal Burial Sword nailed to his leg was knocked out. He was about to stand up, but several more talismans stuck to him.

It was the group of people who had taken action to fight the thief before. Almost all of them used their own hands to cast a calming talisman to freeze the guy in place, unable to move.
To be continued...