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Seeing that the price was raised so high, many alchemists were a little scared and their hearts became tense. No matter how rich they were, they could not make a bottomless pit. In addition, most of all alchemists were first-level alchemists, and some of them were no longer afraid to scramble to the top.

Looking at the boy sitting in a darker corner in the distance, the beautiful auctioneer on the stage paused slightly, and the price was directly raised to five million per considerable amount. She was quite curious. Although she did not fully recognize Ye Yan's appearance, she could see that the bidder in the distance was not old. Could it be that this boy was also an alchemist?

Seeing a boy making such a surprising bid, many people were secretly surprised that they were not as generous as they were.

"Is there any higher?" paused, and the auctioneer raised his voice and called out.

"Five and two million!"

"Five and a half million!"

Although the price is raised very high, not many people are willing to let go. Even if the bidder is not an alchemist, as long as he has this thing, he is afraid that he will not be able to curry favor with an alchemist?

"Six million!"

Ye Yan shouted again.

"If this continues, you can shout again at most." Zhan Shin-sama said.

Ye Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have plans."

Some old men's faces suddenly froze, and they had a little intention of giving up. After all, the competition is fierce, and spending an extra penny will be blamed by other senior officials of the family.

"It's almost over the predicted price!" The beautiful auctioneer looked around and whispered.

"Go ahead." An old man looked at the lilac scroll and felt a little sad again. Since he was an alchemist, who would say he was not interested in the prescription? Perhaps only the top alchemist would say that.

He shook his sleeve and shouted, "Six and a half million!"

As soon as he put down his words, the old man's face turned red again. His actions made the people of the same clan sitting a little dissatisfied. After all, the price was too high. Even though he was an alchemist, he could not do whatever he wanted in the clan. Then someone persuaded him: "Elder, I think I'd better forget it? If the price drops, it's hard to explain to the clan leader."

"Class leader?" Hearing this, the old man's expression slightly restrained. Thinking of this, he hesitated: "Look at it first, let's talk about it. I know it's hard to explain, but if the things in front of me can get into my hands, it will naturally be the best."

The old man still held a stalemate and stared at the auction table.

"Six million and seven million!" At the same time, someone shouted a high price.

Ye Yan curled his lips slightly and said, "Seven million!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the field again. Just a teenager, but he offered a price like this, which was really a headache. Every time the price was raised, they had a little more pressure. It seemed that they could not get anything on the stage even if they lost everything.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's face darkened. It was obvious that it would be difficult for others to stop at his price. Then he became annoyed and looked in the sound, looking at Ye Yan with a ferocious expression, and said in a deep voice: "My little friend, if you leave a thread, you will be good to you and me!"

Ye Yan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the old thing at the moment would be forced to become impatient, but this sentence alone would make him afraid, which would be ineffective.

He glanced at the old man in front of him, and Ye Yan slowly looked away without caring about his heart.

Although the old man spoke very quietly and did not want to lose face for this, he was still seen by the bidders on the side, including some senior seniors.

Seeing Ye Yan remained unmoved, the old man's expression changed slightly. He was about to leave him with some words of lingering fear, but suddenly many eyes were coming from the side, so he had to calm down.

Although many alchemists around him agreed with the old man's words, they did not say anything like the former, after all, they had no money first.

"Haha, Mr. Yue, since you want something on the stage, please use a reasonable method. It seems that it is not difficult to do with your Yue family's family's background."

At this moment, a voice mixed with disdain spread slightly in the scene, causing many eyes to begin to notice.

When the words came into the old man's ears, it suddenly felt like he was thorny, which made him feel a little smokey. He couldn't help but vomit in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how to live or die, I, Yue Qiu, do things, do you want to teach me?"

The old man looked around and said angrily, wanting to quickly pull the person out.

"Huh?" Ye Yan was stunned. The voice seemed to be very close to him. He immediately looked sideways and saw a man wearing a black robe sitting on the left, with a slightly hoarse voice. His face was drooping, and the light was dim, so he couldn't see it at all. However, judging from the hands hanging on his legs, he should be an old man.

Ye Yan took a slight breath and felt a little confused. He had never noticed the people next to him before, because they were all here to participate in the auction, so he didn't notice it for a while. But now it seems that it was not Ye Yan that he didn't notice it, but this person actually restrained his breath, like a normal person on the street.

An unusual person was instantly surrounded by him. Ye Yan was a little uncomfortable and did not dare to wake up the star pupils to detect, which made people breathe and dared not breathe heavily.

Not long after, the old man in black robe said hoarsely again: "I did not teach me to suppress a young man with words on the spot."

As soon as the old man in black robe finished speaking, Yue Qiu's old face almost turned purple. At this time, the beautiful auctioneer on the stage reminded: "Mr. Yue, the auction is not over yet, so please sit quietly, so as not to affect your reputation in the auction."

After hearing the auctioneer's reminder, Yue Qiu did not continue to speak, but there were still blue veins on the back of his hand. It can be seen that he could not bear this tone. However, the auction in front of him could not tolerate a lot of noise, because the power of the auction in the City of Light was not inferior to his Yue family, and could not even touch it.

"Sir, don't be unhappy because of the conflict just now. Even though you bid, no one here dares not to take this auction house seriously." For fear of letting the heavy guest in the back row run away, the auctioneer looked at it with beautiful eyes, and his eyes fell on Ye Yan, and said.

Ye Yan had no objection and just nodded.

"Thank you, Mr.," Ye Yan smiled slightly and said, looking at the old man beside him.

"It's okay, I can't stand this person either. Young people sometimes do it when they want to do it without taking too much into consideration." The old man said lightly.

"My younger generation knows." Ye Yan nodded seriously. He could feel that the old man next to him was definitely not an ordinary person, at least not that simple, but he was not familiar with the relationship and asked more questions.

A man next to Yue Qiu asked, "Elder, are we still snatching that thing?"

Although the man was not an alchemist, he could see that Yue Qiu cared about that thing, otherwise he would not have done anything to embarrass him.

"Forget it, if you grab that thing, others will tell you about my use of unknown means. This time I admit it, but the young man dared not take me seriously here, and he would suffer in the future." Yue Qiu raised his head gently, closed his eyes and whispered. Unexpectedly, the auction did not leave any face and say embarrassing words in public because he was a frequent VIP and acquaintance.

"Seven million gold coins, is there anyone else who pays a high price?"

The beautiful auctioneer secretly exhaled the fragrance, pulled out the unpleasant negative emotions, and smiled sweetly. She hosted the auction for many years, and Feng Lang must have experienced a lot, and she handled everything very well.

As for Yue Qiu, he is also responsible for himself. He didn't want to offend people who didn't need to offend because of trivial matters. Although the forces of the Yue family did not have any threat to the auction, they were also a way to gain wealth, so they could not tear off their faces, or completely.

At the same time, I never thought of offending the Yue family for a stranger. However, the key reason was that the old man in black robe spoke, so the auctioneer could only distinguish between good and bad from the old man's words, and rationally eliminated the unpleasant side of the old man's eyes. It was obvious that Yue Qiu was the one who made him unpleasant.

The old man was still sitting quietly, without clamoring or making other moves. He was like a statue, motionless, as if no movement could affect him.

"Seven million times!"

After a minute, no one shouted the price, and the auctioneer settled the first price.

"Seven million twice!" the auctioneer continued.

Suddenly, many alchemists looked around and were very distressed. They only met once in a few years. Some of the third-level alchemists were even promoted for many years and had never refined the third-level elixir because the prescription was extremely rare.

"Seven million and one hundred thousand!"

Suddenly, some people continued to raise prices. It seems that some people are unwilling to give up, and the alchemist has a rich family background.

"Seven million and two million!"

"Seven million and three hundred thousand!"

I guess those who can shout this price have almost exhausted their wealth. If there is no bid limit, I am afraid that one hundred and one thousand at a time can be shouted until dawn.

"Seven million and four hundred thousand!"

The alchemists gritted their teeth and spit out seemingly difficult numbers.

"It seems that your money is not enough?" The scene became lively again, and the voice of the God of War smiled in Ye Yan's heart.

"This is not a problem. I will decide on the third-level prescription." Ye Yan thought to himself.

"Did I overlook something?" God of War asked.

Ye Yan ignored the current topic and raised his hand and said, "Seven and five million!"

Seeing the young man behind him chasing him, the alchemists were stunned and didn't believe it. Could it be that a young man who seemed to be inexperienced in the world actually had more money than himself?

"It seems that the profits obtained by the third-level prescription are very high. The boy should not seem simple. I don't know what the old man is sitting there..." Yu Guang looked beside Ye Yan, and the auctioneer frowned slightly.

"Seven and six million!"

Ye Yan raised his hand again: "Eight million!"

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd around him almost instantly felt the opium was silent, and eight million completely exceeded their respective assets. Moreover, the price of the third-level prescription was so high that I didn't need to spend too much effort.

"Eight million times!"

"Eight million twice!"

"Eight million three times!"
Chapter completed!