Everyone present was shocked.
300 million, the bid had actually reached 300 million.
The Transformation Elixir was extremely rare. For those who truly needed it, they might even go bankrupt to obtain it.
As for the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art, it had a clear value, which was around a hundred million gold coins.
Now, it had actually doubled and reached a sky-high price of 300 million.
After the bid, Young Lord Ye saw everyone's shocked eyes and instantly laughed out loud. "300 million gold coins. Madam Qin, are you still going to raise the price?"
Madam Qin's beautiful and enchanting face was slightly cold as she questioned, "Do you have the money?
I have checked, and you only have less than 260 million gold coins. "
"Hahaha …" Young Lord Ye instantly laughed wildly and said, "That's right, I only have less than 260 million gold coins.
However, that 1,000-year Frost Sea Demon's demon core was mine, and it was sold for 50 million gold coins. In total, I have more than 300 million gold coins. "
Once these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized.
Instantly, everyone looked at Young Lord Ye with admiring eyes.
The White Cloud City was indeed a wealthy city.
Immediately after, Young Lord Ye looked at Madam Qin and said proudly, "Madam Qin, are you still going to raise the price?"
Madam Qin's expression turned cold as she left immediately!
Women were indeed women. After losing the bid, they immediately left in a fit of anger.
Looking at her swaying back view leaving, all the men present couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Looking at Madam Qin's back view, Young Lord Ye's eyes were filled with greed.
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Until Madam Qin's back view completely disappeared, Young Lord Ye reluctantly withdrew his gaze from her back view and said to Su Mei on the stage, "Alright, don't play around. Announce it directly."
Su Mei said, "For the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art, Young Lord Ye has bid 300 million gold coins. Is there a higher bid?"
"Stop dreaming."
Young Lord Ye laughed wantonly and said, "I have never failed to get what I want. Hurry up and drop the hammer!"
Instantly, Young Lord Ye looked around ostentatiously and enjoyed the limitless jealous gazes of everyone.
Yang Dingtian couldn't help but say in his heart, "Master, if I were to instantly outbid this Young Lord Ye, would he wish to kill me?"
Dongfang Minmie said, "That goes without saying. His hatred for you will be ten times, no, a hundred times greater than Mrs. Qin's!"
"Eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art. Young Lord Ye bids 300 million gold coins. Is there a higher bid?"
Su Mei continued, "I will start counting down from three. If no one bids, then the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art will belong to Young Lord Ye."
"Three!"
"Two!"
At this point, Su Mei finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She rolled her eyes angrily at Yang Dingtian.
"Haha …" Young Master Ye laughed wildly and said, "This secret manual is mine. Su Mei, you sly fox, listen to me. You're mine!"
"310 million!" Yang Dingtian calmly shouted.
Suddenly, it was earth-shattering!
Suddenly, there was a deathly silence!
Young Lord Ye's insolent laughter stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked at Room 50 in disbelief.
They had always thought that the private room was empty.
Who would have thought that there would be such a huge Boss hidden here?
310 million gold coins!
Even if it was one of the 27 sects, it would be hard to take out such a sum.
They originally thought that Young Lord Ye and Mrs. Qin were the biggest Boss. Who would have thought that this mysterious Room 50 would be the final Boss?
After the shock, Young Lord Ye stared at Yang Dingtian's private room and said coldly, "310 million gold coins. Do you have the money?"
Before Yang Dingtian could say anything, Su Mei said indifferently, "He has it. We have checked."
Young Lord Ye's face instantly became distorted and sinister. He looked at Yang Dingtian's private room and said coldly, "Friend, are you sure you want to snatch it from me?"
His words were filled with threats and coldness.
Yang Dingtian remained silent and clearly expressed his intention.
"Are you really not afraid of offending my White Cloud City?" Young Lord Ye said coldly and actually directly issued a threat.
Su Mei's face turned cold as she said coldly, "Young Lord Ye, please take note. This is the Tiandō League's auction house!"
"I know!" Young Lord Ye said coldly, "My White Cloud City is ranked second in the Tiandō League's Northwest Branch!
How can I not know? "
Immediately after, Young Lord Ye's eyes turned even colder as he said, "Friend, I will ask you one last time. Are you going to snatch this eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art from me?"
Yang Dingtian said indifferently, "This is an auction house. Everyone speaks with gold coins."
"Alright, alright …" Young Lord Ye laughed heartily. He then kicked the private room's door and left furiously.
Su Mei raised her hammer and said, "Is there anyone who bids more than 310 million gold coins for the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art?"
Then, Su Mei started to count down.
"Three, two, one!"
"The eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art belongs to VIP Room 50. This auction has officially ended!"
Everyone present didn't leave. They were waiting for Yang Dingtian's private room to open. They wanted to see what kind of person actually snatched the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art from the White Cloud City's Young Lord and the West Prefecture City Lord's wife.
However, Yang Dingtian didn't have any intention to come out.
Moreover, he was very curious about the mysterious man in Room 100 and wanted to see his true face.
However, Room 100 didn't have any intention to open the door either.
At this moment, the auction hall suddenly turned dark. It was so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers.
Everyone instantly let out a disappointed sound. It was obvious that Yang Dingtian and the mysterious man in Room 100 weren't willing to reveal their true faces. Instantly, everyone left.
After a short while, the private room's door was opened, and Su Mei walked in.
"Young Master Shen, you didn't expect to get what you want today, right?" Su Mei said delicately. She then handed the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art to Yang Dingtian.
"Yeah …" Yang Dingtian sighed and grabbed the Devil Flame Saber Art. Suddenly, a domineering and fiery murderous aura drilled into his hand.
This eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art was indeed domineering.
Today was really too crazy. There were a few twists and turns.
Yang Dingtian originally didn't have any hope for this eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art. However, he didn't expect to get it in the end. Moreover, he got it at a sky-high price of 310 million.
"However, I also offended two people that I can't afford to offend." Yang Dingtian sighed.
One was Young Lord Ye and the other was Madam Qin. In this West Prefecture City, these two people were extremely powerful.
"No, you only offended one."
Su Mei laughed delicately and said, "Young Lord Ye definitely won't let it go. After I leave the auction house, will he make a move on me?"
Su Mei twisted her waist and avoided Yang Dingtian's big hand. She said delicately, "You are staying in our auction house's VIP building. He won't dare to make a move on you.
However, once you leave, he will definitely make a move.
He has a lot of power in West Prefecture City. The only thing that he is afraid of is the Northwest Qin Clan.
Therefore, for the sake of your life, you should stay in the auction house for the rest of your life.
That bastard Ye also has his eyes on me. As long as I leave the auction house, I will definitely be harmed by him. Both of us won't be able to leave. "
"What is this Young Lord Ye's cultivation?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"At least a nine-star Martial Mystic." Su Mei said.
Yang Dingtian's eyes suddenly shrunk. This Young Lord Ye was at most twenty-eight years old. A nine-star Martial Mystic was already very strong.
He was one stage and fourteen levels higher than himself!
With Yang Dingtian's current strength, he couldn't use Ah Chou's youngling sword or Devil Sky Split. He couldn't even use the Pig Slaying Swordsmanship.
It was really impossible to defeat a nine-star Martial Mystic expert.
Then, Yang Dingtian pretended to be pitiful and said, "Do I really have to hide in the auction house for the rest of my life?"
Su Mei giggled and said, "Don't worry. You just have to hide for ten days to half a month.
At most half a month, that bastard Ye will leave for the Northwest Qin City. "
"Why is he going to the Qin City?" Yang Dingtian said in surprise.
"To give betrothal gifts to his fiancée, the Northwest Qin Clan's fourth young mistress, Qin Yuyao." Su Mei said. Then, with a burst of fragrance, she left the private room.
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After leaving the auction hall, Yang Dingtian realized that Young Lord Ye had indeed sent many people to surround the auction house. No matter where Yang Dingtian went, there would be people watching him.
Of course, they wouldn't dare to make a move in the auction house.
But without a doubt, as long as he walked out of the auction house, they would kill him and snatch the secret manual.
This White Cloud City's Young Lord was really arrogant and despotic. He had successfully obtained the eighth-grade secret manual, but how to escape was still a problem.
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