6kv Chapter 1740 I Am Your Grandfather, You Are My Grandson
Chapter 1740 I Am Your Grandfather, You Are My Grandson
Unlike the Thunderbolt Wood, the Corpse Slave is a treasure whose significant value can be clearly seen. Even though all parties bid conservatively and cautiously, they still increased the price by 20 million in just a cup of tea.
Li Xiaobai noticed that more family power monks hurriedly stood up and returned to their respective clans to raise resources.
Before the opening of this auction, no one would have expected that such hot items would burst out one after another, greatly surpassing the value of previous auctions.
However, he still didn't quite understand what the fourth senior brother wanted to do by doing this, just to buy the treasure at a sky-high price, and how to successfully enter the ancient battlefield team of the Celestial Clan, and he was invited to join on his own initiative.
It's purely a waste of money.
With so many resources, it would be great to give him a lot of special temporary workers.
"Fellow daoists, give my Wang family a face. This corpse slave was actually a certain elder of my Wang family. He always thought he was traveling abroad, but he didn't expect to see his corpse in such a place today."
"My royal family is willing to offer 30 million top-grade rare earth resources, and I hope that fellow Taoists will show your respect and give this corpse slave a chance to recognize his ancestors."
A monk on the second floor couldn't hold back and said something.
The voice was very old. It should be a high-ranking member of the Wang family. Even if he didn't show his face, he was very recognizable. As soon as this person spoke, the auction room was almost deserted in an instant.
The Wang family is a powerful family that can rival the Celestial Clan. The masters in the family have the fairyland, which is not something that ordinary families can resist.
The monks on the first floor, who were about to bid for the competition, cursed shamelessly in their hearts. This old clapper from the Wang family is even more shameless than the bald donkey from the Buddhist sect.
When the group of bald donkeys saw the baby, they just said that this thing was destined to be with the poor monk. This old man of the Wang family is good. He wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors when he comes up. He first recognizes his father when he meets him. If there are still people who want to continue bidding, the nature will be completely different. up.
That is not only wanting to bid with the Wang family, but also blatantly making an enemy of the Wang family.
The value of the four corpse slaves who peek into the realm of the gods is great, but if it is compared to offending the Wang family to death, even the children of the same rich family need to weigh it.
Yang Xianzhi's bright eyes flickered. The 30 million high-grade rare earth resources had already exceeded the psychological expectations of the auction house. Now that the Wang family had released the words, no one dared to continue bidding. Just as she was about to make a final decision, a message came again from the second floor. That familiar young voice.
"I'll offer thirty-one thousand and one thousand."
There was an instant uproar in the field.
"It's him again, the mysterious young man on the second floor has shot again!"
"Don't you want to live, and you are targeting the Wang family?"
"No matter how rich the family is, it's not like this. Isn't he afraid that even if he wins the lot, he won't be able to leave the auction?"
The eyes of all the monks shone with astonishment. This is the young man who just took the first piece of the collection, and at this moment he openly challenged the Wang family to bid at the last minute.
What is the origin of this person, that he is not afraid of the Wang family?
And just throwing 10 million high-grade rare earths, and now raising the price by another 30 million, this family's wealth is too rich!
"Which family of talents is little friend?"
"The old man just said that this is an ancestral monk of my royal family. He was not able to take good care of him during his lifetime. After his death, he hopes that his fallen leaves will return to his roots."
"I also hope that my little friend can give this old man this thin noodle."
On the second floor, the old voice obviously didn't expect that someone would bid with him, and the price was only increased by 10,000. Isn't this aimed at what?
"The face of the Wang family is naturally to be given. It's just that the old man recognized the wrong person. This is not the son of the ancestor of the Wang family, but the son of the younger one. He died outside at a young age. I feel very sad."
In the private room, Yang Chen came as soon as he opened his mouth, and recognized his son as soon as he opened his mouth.
A lot of murderous spirit suddenly increased in the atmosphere.
"What did you say?"
The old man's voice became cold. He said that the corpse slave was the ancestor of the Wang family, and this young man jumped out and said that this was his son. Didn't he mean that his Wang family is all grandsons?
"I said it was my son."
"Old man, if you insist that he is the ancestor of your royal family, then you are my grandson. I have no objection to calling him grandpa."
Yang Chen said lightly.
"you wanna die!"
"Even the patriarch of the Celestial Clan would not dare to despise the Wang family like this, let alone insult the Wang family at will. If you speak nonsense today, you are not afraid that you will not be able to bear the consequences."
The old man was furious, and an invisible coercion went straight to the box where Yang Chen was. The accompanying maid and servant turned pale and almost fell to the ground.
Yang Chen and Li Xiaobai are as immovable as a mountain.
Li Xiaobai laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that there is such a blood relationship between us and the Wang family. The old man called Grandpa, I'll cover you."
"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean, little friend. I hope you can still be so stubborn after the auction is over!"
"This corpse slave, the old man bids 35 million!"
The old man's tone was cold, and he couldn't do anything in the auction house, but in his heart, the young man in the box on the second floor was already dead.
"Thirty-five million and ten thousand."
Yang Chen said flatly, "From now on, no matter how much anyone bids, I will be 10,000 more than him."
"My lord, there is no option to increase the price by 10,000 yuan at the auction. The lowest price increase in this auction is 300,000 yuan for top-grade rare earth."
Yang Xianzhi remained calm. She was used to the fierce fighting between the Wang family and other families. This is the domain of the Celestial Clan, and no one dared to make trouble here.
On the contrary, she is very happy to see such a situation, because there is only one thing she has to do, and that is to maximize the benefits of the lot.
The harder the fight between the two families, the more stable the Celestial Clan's earnings will be.
"Did you hear that boy, the auction house doesn't have a rule of raising the price by 10,000 each time, the lowest price increase here starts at 300,000!"
"If you have no money and can't afford to play, quit as soon as possible, don't waste everyone's time."
The old man said coldly, today this corpse slave is bound to be captured by his royal family, there is a message from an elder in the clan that he will take down the corpse slave no matter the cost.
Possessing such a great weapon that is not afraid of death, even the gods will have to respect him three points from the royal family in the future.
Since someone dared to tear themselves apart with him, he didn't mind fighting for money.
"Young man, listen to the old man's advice, let's forget about this game, there are still good things to come."
"That's right, Mr. Wang is a senior, so just treat it as a favor, and it would be a good talk to give this thing to Mr. Wang."
"They are all family monks, and there will be a lot of opportunities for cooperation in the future. There is no need to hurt the friendship over a mere corpse slave."
"Let's form a game later, drink tea together, we are all friends."
On the second floor, many old fritters in the private rooms opened their mouths and began to mix with mud.
Not involving their interests, just chanting a few words and talking about the scene can be regarded as a step up for the two families and a smooth favor.
But what Yang Chen said next left them dumbfounded.
"Adding 10,000 won't work, right?"
"Then I will pay one hundred million, and this corpse slave will belong to me."