Chapter 13: Wind Scroll

Without Xiao Zhan's competition, the two bottles of foundation-building spiritual liquid were auctioned off to Galiebi and Obapa at a high price of 38,000 gold coins respectively.

Ya Fei, who saw the whole scene, looked at Xiao Feng with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Just now, Ya Fei's attention was mainly focused on the three clan leaders. Naturally, she also noticed that it was after Xiao Feng had a whisper with Xiao Zhan that he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to bid.

Ya Fei couldn't help but feel a little curious. What did Xiao Feng say to Xiao Zhan just now?

Moreover, the news that Xiao Feng defeated Nalan Yanran and won two fourth-grade medicinal pills had already spread widely in Wutan City, which easily aroused other people's curiosity.

Fortunately, Ya Fei was professional enough and quickly suppressed her curiosity. She said with a smile, "The next item to be auctioned is the bottom of the box of this auction."

After Ya Fei finished speaking, she bent down slightly and took out a silver plate from under the auction table. On the silver plate was an ancient green scroll.

Under the light, the scroll emitted a faint green light, looking particularly magical.

Ya Fei smiled and said softly, "The technique recorded in this scroll is a high-level Xuan-level technique with wind attribute - Wind Scroll Technique!"

"…"

The entire auction hall fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop!

Not to mention in Wutan City, even in the entire Jiama Empire, a high-level Xuan-level martial art like the Wind Scroll Technique is considered a top-level martial art.

Everyone who had recovered from their shock cast their fiery and greedy gazes towards the scroll, not even bothering to look at Ya Fei's long legs.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself, "A high-level Xuan-level technique~ No wonder the patriarchs of the three major families are here."

"It's just a high-level Xuan-level technique. What's so special about it?"

Feeling Yao Lao's disdainful tone, Xiao Yan rolled his eyes speechlessly, then revealed a cunning expression, and whispered in a weak voice: "Teacher, since you look down on this level of exercises, can you show me a few heavenly-level exercises to broaden my horizons?"

"Get lost!"

Yao Lao complained angrily: "Do you think that Heaven-level skills are easy to come by? Even if a Dou Zun strongman wants to get a Heaven-level skill, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven!"

"What about the Earth-level technique?"

Xiao Yan ignored Yao Lao's complaints and asked tentatively, "Since you look down on the advanced Xuan-level techniques, you should have enough Earth-level techniques, right? How about giving me a wind-attributed Earth-level technique to broaden my horizons?"

"A wind-attributed earth-level technique? Are you trying to broaden your horizons? You clearly want to give it to that little lunatic. You are such a traitor!

Xiao Yan, whose true thoughts were exposed by Yao Lao, touched his nose a little embarrassedly and said, "Teacher, you should have seen how good my third brother is to me on weekdays.

If it weren't for my third brother protecting me all these years, I would have had a miserable life in the Xiao family.

Now that I have finally been able to help my third brother, I can't just pretend that I didn't see anything, right?

And to some extent, your ability to wake up so quickly is also partly due to my third brother's contribution.

If my third brother hadn't secretly given me some of his cultivation resources, I wouldn't have had so much fighting spirit to offer you, right?"

"Who did you learn this from, you little brat? You still have so many great principles."

Yao Lao showed a look of relief and said, "But what you said does make some sense. It just so happens that the little lunatic has amazing recovery ability. I actually have a technique that is suitable for him to practice."

If it were a technique with other attributes, Yao Lao might not be able to come up with a suitable earth-level technique, but the fire and wind attribute techniques were exceptions.

There is no need to say much about the fire-attributed skills. Yao Lao is known as the "number one alchemist in the Douqi Continent". The skills he practices are at least high-level earth-level skills with fire attributes.

As for the wind-attributed earth-level skills and fighting techniques, it is because Yao Lao has a close friend, and this person is the famous Master Feng.

When Yao Lao was refining pills for others, he would occasionally ask those people to pay him with wind-attributed skills and fighting techniques, which he would then pass on to Master Feng.

Therefore, Yao Lao also has many copies of wind-attributed skills and fighting techniques in his hands.

At the same time, Ya Fei, who was on the auction stage, also said with a smile: "The reserve price for this Feng Juan Jue is 200,000 gold coins. Each bid must not be less than 100 gold coins. You may bid now!"

"…"

As soon as Ya Fei finished speaking, the auction hall fell silent again.

Even Xiao Zhan and his friends twitched their faces, as this reserve price was equal to the Xiao family's profit for two years.

Looking at the awkward and silent situation, Ya Fei still kept smiling. She was well aware of the appeal of this advanced Xuan-level technique to everyone.

"Two hundred and ten thousand!"

The result was not beyond Yafei's expectations. Soon a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle couldn't help but bid.

Xiao Feng glanced at the man and immediately recognized his origin.

The bald man is a famous weapons tycoon in Wutan City. Although his family power is not as strong as the three major families, he is still considered a top figure in Wutan City.

"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Two hundred and forty thousand..."

As the bald man started bidding, the quiet atmosphere in the auction hall was broken, and people from all sides began to compete to bid.

Soon the price of Feng Juan Jue was raised to 400,000 gold coins.

When the bidding price exceeded 400,000, everyone else lost the qualification to compete for the Wind Scroll, and only the patriarchs of the three major families continued to bid.

"Four hundred and thirty thousand gold coins!"

"Four hundred and forty thousand gold coins!"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand gold coins!"

Faced with Obapa's continuous price increase, Xiao Zhan and Jialebi followed without hesitation, both acting as if they were determined to win.

"You win."

Seeing this, Obapa shook his head helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to bid.

Among the three major families in Wutan City, the Oba family has the weakest overall strength. More than 400,000 gold coins are enough to plunge the Oba family into an economic crisis.

In addition, the attribute of Obapa's fighting spirit is not wind-attributed fighting spirit. Even if he really wins the auction for the Wind Scroll, it will be difficult to maximize its value in a short period of time, so there is no need to fight for it anymore.

Seeing that Obapa retreated, Jialebi glanced at Xiao Zhan and shouted viciously: "Five hundred thousand gold coins!"

"Five hundred and ten thousand gold coins!"

Xiao Zhan ignored Jialebi's provocative look and said calmly.

"…"

Jialebi's face froze slightly, and he unconsciously clenched his fists. He shouted coldly with all his might, "Five hundred and fifty thousand gold coins!"

(End of this chapter)