Fighting the Supreme Realm

This person's eyes were narrow, and his gaze revealed a sense of arrogance. His cold expression seemed to have not changed at all just because she was the younger sister of the Demon Emperor.

"How can the alchemist of Dan Palace compete with Qing Mu'er for world-level intermediate fighting skills?" Xiao Yan was a little puzzled. Dan Palace didn't seem to have any conflict with Qing Haoran.

"Alchemists also need to improve their fighting qi strength, and they also need to go on adventures to find higher-level medicinal materials. It is of course beneficial to have an extra skill at hand, and alchemists are generally richer. As long as they are interested in good things, they naturally don't have so many worries." Jenny explained.

"The alchemists of the Alchemy Palace have always had a high opinion of themselves, and they generally do not betray other forces easily. However, the good thing about arrogant people is that they don't bother to play tricks." Zhen Ni spoke softly and continued to pay attention to the development of the situation.

Xiao Yan nodded. As an alchemist, he was also jealous of advanced fighting skills. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan felt relieved, as long as it was not a power struggle.

"Four million." Qing Muer snorted coldly.

"Four million and two hundred thousand." The middle-aged alchemist didn't intend to let go.

"Four and a half million." Qing Muer was determined not to give in.

The face of the middle-aged alchemist began to look a little ugly. Although the alchemist is a relatively wealthy profession, the rare high-grade medicinal materials are valuable, and the best prescriptions are as high as sky-high prices. Usually promotion requires a lot of materials, and it is difficult to control the refining process. The probability of failure, etc., makes the alchemist also a costly profession. Although world-level intermediate fighting skills are very tempting, they do not allow one to invest too much wealth. For alchemists, fighting skills are far less attractive than prescriptions and medicine cauldrons. The middle-aged alchemist snorted coldly and did not bid again.

"Four and a half million, once."

"Four and a half million, twice..." the auctioneer's voice continued, and Qing Muer's eyes jumped with anticipation.

Qing Muer's purpose this time was more clear, she just wanted to see if there was anything suitable for her at the auction, so she brought all her private money. Qing Haoran usually dotes on Qing Muer very much, and his savings are still quite considerable.

Qing Mu'er even dragged over several elders from her clan who had stayed in Juxi City. These elders had always loved Qing Mu'er very much, and they had accumulated wealth for tens of thousands of years. Four hundred and fifty Although it is a lot of money, several people can still get it together.

The important thing is that Qing Muer really needs this world-class intermediate fighting skill. There are not many people who use whips as weapons, and advanced fighting skills are even rarer. Qing Muer's current fighting skills are only high-level Yi level, so she is bound to obtain this world-level intermediate fighting skill "Shadowless Thousand Phantom Whips" .

"Four and a half million..." As the auctioneer counted down, the deep hope in Qing Muer's eyes was ready to come out, almost turning into reality. Several elders next to her also held their breath. Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni in the VIP room looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that they were worrying too much.

Just at the moment when everyone was about to let go, a cold voice sounded faintly: "Four.6 million."

Everyone in the auction house gasped. Knowing that she was the Demon Emperor's sister, they deliberately waited until the last moment when their wish was about to come true to step on her. It was a good show to be so targeted.

Following the voice, I saw a man whose whole body was covered in black robes, with extremely pale skin on his exposed hands, and whose age could not be discerned, sitting in the front row.

As if sensing the focus of everyone's attention, the man slowly turned his head and looked in Qing Mu'er's direction. The moment he turned sideways, a faint light passed over the face under the black robe. The thin lips were sickly red, as if coated with a layer of blood. The gaze from the narrow eyes was like a poisonous snake, making people feel cold and frightened. The whole expression is like an iceberg that has never melted for thousands of years, as if there is no sunshine in the world that can warm it.

Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni were shocked, what was supposed to come had come. This person's aura is that of the demon race, but I can't tell the specific race. But listening to the tone of his bidding and looking at his expression, I can conclude that he definitely does not support Qing Haoran.

Seeing that her hope was suddenly shattered, Qing Muer bit her teeth fiercely and was filled with rage. She had grown up with the golden key in her family, and no one had ever deliberately targeted her like this.

"You... I'm offering you five million. If you have the ability, follow me." Qing Mu'er lost her mind a little, her chest heaving, and uncontrollable anger burning in her chest.

"Not good." Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni's expressions changed greatly. Although world-level intermediate fighting skills are valuable, they are generally worth about three hundred and four million. Four and a half million is not outrageous, but five One million is really too much, not to mention does Qing Muer have that much money on her?

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