Next to Hou Chi, there were several young men sitting, all of whom were younger generations of Fancheng, who usually hang out together.

"A inconspicuous ant!"

Hou Chi had no shame to talk about what happened yesterday. He suffered a loss under Liu Wuxie's hands, and he was also blamed for being careless at that time.

"The little real pill level six, with Brother Hou's strength, you can slap it to death with just one slap, why bother to get angry?"

Several friends around me looked back, and they didn't really take the sixth level of True Dan seriously.

The auction continued, and Old Tai looked at Liu Wuxie with some hesitation.

If you don't sell it today, the price may be lower next time. This time you offer a price of 20,000, but next time you may be 10,000, and you may even lose money. Because when they bought it back, they spent a lot of resources. If they couldn't sell it, they would lose money.

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"I wonder how many spirit stones this young master is willing to produce?"

They bought this piece of iron from a casual cultivator. At that time, he spent 3,000 spirit stones. As long as the price was higher, Mr. Tai was willing to sell it.

They studied for several years and had no gains.

"Will this happen, how about I produce five thousand spirit stones?"

Liu Wuxie estimated the price of the iron block. When purchasing, it should be between 3,000 and 4,000, and the price of 5,000 was reasonable.

A broken fragment of the heavenly weapon will be sold for one million medium-grade spirit stones.
Chapter completed!