He was crazy. He was simply insane.
The other party had only bid two million, but Fang Chen had gone crazy and directly increased the price to five million. This was simply an astronomical figure. Even the white-haired elder in VIP room number one's face gradually darkened and he could not say a word.
Only his disciple, the red-haired man, could clearly see that his master's old palm was trembling.
This meant that the price of five million was a huge blow to his master.
"Is he crazy?"
After a long while, the white-haired elder in VIP room number one said this.
It was not just him. At this moment, everyone thought that Fang Chen had gone crazy to bid in such a way. It was simply too arrogant. Did he not take a basic Sacred Class weapon seriously?
Or did he think that he was the Demon Devouring Clan's patriarch and had endless cultivation resources?
"Master, what should we do?"
The red-haired man asked in a deep voice. He originally thought that with his master's help, the Supreme Finger Bone would definitely be obtained. However, such a huge setback had now occurred, which made the red-haired man very angry.
At the same time, he was also guessing who the owner of VIP room number nine was to dare to challenge them.
"I don't believe that he can take out five million basic Sacred Class weapons." The red-haired man shook his head, his face filled with killing intent.
The white-haired elder looked through the window and saw the scene in the auction house. He sighed slightly and finally gave up the bid.
The other party had directly bid five million, which meant that his wealth was beyond their imagination. Even if he continued to raise the price, the other party would not hesitate to raise the price.
In short, as long as the other party did not take the initiative to give up, it was impossible for him to obtain it.
Thinking of this, the white-haired elder felt a wave of desolation. Could it be that he was old?
The dignified top blacksmith of the Origin World, the only almighty blacksmith who could forge a peerless Sacred Class weapon, had actually lost to someone else in a competition of Sacred Class weapons.
Sigh!
When the white-haired old man gave up, everyone's hearts shook. The sigh that came from the number one VIP room reverberated in their ears.
This sigh contained helplessness and desolation.
"Has VIP room number one given up?"
Everyone was shocked. Just a moment ago, the two VIP rooms were still locked in a fierce fight. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the first VIP room had already given up.
However, after calming down, everyone was able to understand the situation. After all, the price had already reached the level of 5,000,000 elementary saint grade weapons. Most people would not be able to accept it.
Therefore, it was expected that VIP room number one would give up.
Of course, the most unexpected one was VIP room 9.
When the beautiful emcee on the stage dropped the hammer and announced that the last item was successfully sold, everyone's heart trembled.
After the auction ended, the Second Elder had a complicated feeling. His Soul Consciousness had a trace of fear. He vaguely remembered that he was dissatisfied that the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master had given room number nine to Deacon Bai. His heart was filled with resentment, and he had even attacked the owner of room number nine.
Now that he thought about it, he was terrified.
An expert who could take out five million elementary saint grade weapons in one go was the most dazzling existence in the entire Origin World. If he resented him and took revenge, then he would be finished.
"I hope that he will be magnanimous and not bicker with me," the Second Elder prayed in his heart.
The First Elder and the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master could not wait to meet the owner of VIP room number nine. They wanted to know who he was. After the auction ended, they immediately sent someone to secretly invite Fang Chen to the top floor.
The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion kept the identity of everyone who participated in the auction a high secret, especially Fang Chen, who had won so many treasures in one go.
In fact, when he was in VIP room number nine, Fang Chen had already used a disguise technique to change his appearance. He had also put on a bamboo hat to prevent people from peeping.
"Alright, this auction ends here. Thank you for your kind participation," the beautiful emcee on the stage said with a smile.
In this auction, the price of a single item had set a new record. Naturally, she was very happy to receive a lot of commission.
"Hmph."
The experts in the VIP rooms walked out in a line. They had all walked through the VIP passageway. The others could not see them at all, nor could they guess their identities. As for the people in the auction hall, they also left reluctantly.
"Huh?"
The eyebrows of the scholar in the corner suddenly twitched. His Messaging Jade Pendant had sent him a message.
"Has he arrived?"
Since Gong Tianhou had already arrived, he immediately left the auction hall and met up with Gong Tianhou, preparing to look for Fang Chen.
As for Wang Teng of the Fire Tribe's Wang Clan, he silently entered the back of the auction hall. He closed his eyes and used the life flame in his body to sense the flame mark that covered VIP room number nine.
Before Holy Thief left, he glanced in the direction of VIP room number nine. He smiled coldly and said, "I have never failed to obtain anything that I want."
At the top floor of the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion:
The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master sat at the very front. Below him stood the three elders and Attendant Bai.
"Pavilion Master, this young master is the owner of VIP room number nine," Attendant Bai introduced Fang Chen to the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master after bringing him to the top floor.
"Brother, may I ask for your name?" the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master asked with cupped fists.
He wanted to check Fang Chen's identity, but he discovered that the conical bamboo hat covered everything. His Spiritual Sense could not get close.
Fang Chen remained silent. He did not want to answer this question. He was only here to take back what belonged to him.
"Haha, my apologies. I was rude."
The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master smiled awkwardly. He quickly waved his hand and took out the items that Fang Chen bought. "These are your items."
One hand for the money, and the other for the goods.
Fang Chen did not hesitate. He directly took out enough Sage Grade weapons from his spatial ring.
"I do not have many basic Sage Grade weapons. However, I can use other Sage Grade weapons of the same value to exchange for them," Fang Chen said.
When the crowd, including the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master, saw the mountain of Sage Grade weapons, they were completely stunned.
"This … what a strong aura," the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master exclaimed.
Although most of the Sage Grade weapons were damaged, their grades were very high. There were medium grade weapons, high grade weapons, and even superior grade weapons.
"Can I?" Fang Chen asked.
"Yes, of course," the Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master hastily replied. At this moment, he looked at Fang Chen with an unusually respectful gaze.
Even if it was a broken medium grade or high grade Sage Grade weapon, its value was still much higher than a basic Sage Grade weapon.
Compared to the millions of basic Sage Grade weapons that Fang Chen had spent before, this pile of broken Sage Grade weapons far exceeded their value. The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master and the others were extremely excited.
The Mysterious Dragon Pavilion Master personally calculated the value of these broken Sage Grade weapons. The more he calculated, the more excited he became. This was because some of these broken weapons actually contained the incomplete inheritance of experts.
Simply put, these weapons were invaluable.
He really could not imagine who this man wearing a conical bamboo hat in front of him was. He could actually take out so many Sage Grade weapons at once.