Dou Po: The down-and-out sect, sign in with Dou Di Ancestor

Chapter 84 Third Grade Alchemist!
Listen to this.

Just like this Ye Changge, he seems to be a cultivation genius from a small country near the Black Corner Territory.

At a young age, he has already reached the level of a peak fighting master, which is when he is satisfied with his ambition.

therefore.

It is inevitable that he will lose his composure when he sees the elixir that can help him break through to the Great Fighter.

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down, this time we have gold coins."

"Sister, I will help you get this elixir!"

Medusa looked proud, like a rich man from the countryside.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Changge nodded vigorously and looked around in a very covert manner as he spoke.

Even though Ye Changge and the two had "tried their best" to control their voices and movements, they were still completely overheard by Fan Ling, who had profound cultivation.

"Humph!"

"How dare you mess with me, Fan Ling."

"I will let you know: what are the rules and what is decency!"

heard.

Fan Ling smiled meaningfully.

Subsequently.

Fan Ling thought as he suppressed the eagerness to try in his eyes.

"140 million!"

"150 million!"

"200 million!"

As soon as this final product came up, its auction price kept rising, reaching 200 million gold coins in just an instant.

Fan Ling looked at Ye Changge, who had not made a bid yet and seemed to be sitting tight on the Diaoyutai, and sneered.

……

"240 million!"

"250 million!"

As auction prices continue to rise, the extent and frequency of bid increases from viewers are also declining.

"almost."

The auctioneer thought.

"300 million!"

Suddenly a deep voice resounded powerfully across the field.

"he?"

The auctioneer followed his reputation.

When Ye Changge saw the auctioneer looking at him, he raised his head proudly to show that he was determined to win.

As Ye Changge stepped up his efforts again, no one was chasing him this time. Seeing this, Ye Changge couldn't help but reveal a trace of joy.

With this three-pattern green elixir, I can "promote" to the Great Fighter!
"330 million!"

At this time, Fan Ling suddenly raised his right hand and shouted.

"you"

Ye Changge really didn't expect that the thing he was about to get would be intercepted by others.

"Ha ha."

"In the auction house, the highest bidder gets it!"

When Fan Ling saw Ye Changge looking towards him, he couldn't help but sneered.

The dying man was finally deflated, and he felt so happy in his heart.

And the way the beauty next to her became angry was really heart-wrenching.

By the time.

Just give this little beauty a chance to survive, right?

As long as she is willing to kneel down and plead "hard" to herself.

after all.

Such a beauty should stay and play with it properly!
As if he had thought of something wonderful, Fan Ling couldn't help but have a lustful look on his face.

Well, Fan Ling was so frightened that he quickly raised his legs wittily.

Anyway, Fan Ling felt relieved after having suppressed it for so long.

The elder surnamed Wang, who watched Fan Ling's small movements all the time, frowned quietly with a look of disgust on his face.

"350 million!"

Ye Changge said with some shame.

"400 million gold coins!"

Fan Ling raised his hand again without hesitation.

"Young master, although this three-pattern green elixir is precious, its value is no more than 300 million gold coins at most. It is really not worth the loss to win it for 400 million gold coins."

The elder surnamed Wang from the Blood Sect spoke out.

"Hey, I know, but if I don't cut off this kid's beard, I can't get rid of my anger."

Fan Ling said coldly.

"Yes."

Elder Wang had no choice but to step down.

What can I do myself?
If Fan Ling is spending his father's money, can I still stop him?

thought here.

The elder named Wang cursed secretly in his heart.

Ye Changge looked at Fan Ling with anger in his eyes.

However, the more Fan Ling saw Ye Changge acting like this, the happier he felt.

At last.

Ye Changge's facial expression was constantly changing. Finally, after looking at Medusa for a moment, as if he had finally strengthened his determination, he gritted his teeth and shouted cruelly:
"420 million!"

After calling Ye Changge, he leaned back on the fur seat behind him and lay down as if he was exhausted.

But Ye Changge still stared at the crystal table with red eyes, anxiously waiting for the auction results like a gambler who has put all his wealth on it.

"As expected, he is a guy from a small rural country. Let me show you the financial resources of our Blood Sect."

Seeing this, Fan Ling smiled proudly.

"450 million!"

Fan Ling shot again without feeling sorry.

孽 孽!
The hands of the blood elder surnamed Wang quietly clenched.

"450?"

"Is it any higher?"

"Is there any?"

"You know, this is the Three Marks Green Spirit Pill, so you can't miss this opportunity."

When the auctioneer saw that the price had suddenly been raised to 450 million gold coins, he immediately became excited and shouted excitedly.

There was a long silence. The auctioneer looked at Ye Changge, who was very active just now, but Ye Changge was burying his head in Medusa's arms like a gambler who had lost a bet. Li cried bitterly.

There is really enough to pretend.

By the way, aren't these two three-pattern Qingling Pills that you put up for auction in our auction house?
Now, can you still increase the price for yourself like this?
The auctioneer was murmuring in his mind.

"Okay, if no one continues the auction, then 450 million once, 450 million twice, 450 million three times!"

"Bang! Deal!"

"Then I announce that these two extremely precious three-marked green spirit pills were successfully photographed by Master Fan Ling of the Blood Sect!"

The auctioneer said as he tapped the hammer.

After hearing this, Fan Ling waved his hand triumphantly to the surroundings.

"Fan Ling!"

"You know how important these three lines of Qingling Pill are to me!"

Ye Changge seemed to be completely unable to accept this result. He suddenly stood up from Medusa's arms, his eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and roared loudly at Fan Ling.

Originally, the auctioneers on the field saw that the auction was over and were about to leave, so they all stopped with interest.

After all, it’s not often that you see an ignorant boy fucking the blood sect’s young master.

The ignorant and reckless idiots these days are also crops, and they really grow out after being cut. Look at the kid in front of you, isn't he?

Hey, today we want to see how this kid will die in the end.

"Hahaha."

Seeing this, Fan Ling finally broke into a hearty laugh. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. He laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh straight, laughing like a skinny man weighing 120 pounds.

After a while, Fan Ling seemed to have finally had enough laughter and relieved the depression that had accumulated in his heart for a long time. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.Fan Ling slowly stood up in the eyes of everyone watching, then stretched out his slender fingers that were also too pale to brush his robe, and looked at the "bloody" Ye Changge and smacked his mouth.

"You are a top fighting master and need this three-marked green spirit pill. Don't we, the blood sect, have any juniors who want to break through and need this three-marked green spirit pill?"

"Besides, this Three-Pattern Green Spirit Pill is not yours. If you can bid, of course I can bid as well. Moreover, you are not as rich as others. In the end, I got this pill. Can you blame me?"

"Everyone, tell me, right?"

Fan Ling complained to the spectators around him in an extremely aggrieved tone.

"Yes, yes, there is no such reason."

The photographers around who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal agreed one after another.

"Ha ha."

Seeing this, Fan Ling smiled even more proudly.

"Sister, let go of me!"

Ye Changge was so angry that he pushed away Medusa's little hand holding him.

"Fan Ling! You, you"

Ye Changge pointed at Fan Ling with a red face.

"Hehe, boy, what am I?"

As soon as Fan Ling unfolded the folding fan in his hand, he began to fan it.

"Do you really know that this three-marked Qingling Pill is indeed mine?"

Ye Changge, who had just looked sad and angry, suddenly changed his expression and smiled strangely.

"Shh!"

Fan Ling closed his folding fan and said with a gloomy expression:
"Boy, what do you mean?"

The weird smile on Ye Changge's face looked at Fan Ling who was so confused that he seemed to have overlooked something.

"I said that I actually commissioned the Black Seal City Auction House to take out these three-pattern green spirit pills. Speaking of which, I have to thank you, thank you for raising the price of these two bottles of three-grain green spirit pills to 450 yuan. Ten thousand gold coins."

"Oh, in the future, if Young Sect Master Fan Ling wants to buy some three-marked Green Spirit Pills for the younger generations of the sect for them to break through, you can tell me directly, so that I can sell them directly to Young Sect Master Fan Ling, you see There is no middleman to make the difference, so why is it so expensive at 450 million yuan?"

As he said this, Ye Changge's aura changed, and the aura of a peak fighting master just now instantly turned into a great fighting master.

"Oh, I broke through by accident, Master Fan Ling, you see, this is double happiness."

Ye Changge looked at Fan Ling and said with a smile.

Fan Ling saw the sudden change in Ye Changge's aura and didn't realize that he had just been tricked by Ye Changge. His pale face suddenly turned red abnormally.

"you you!"

Fan Ling's body suddenly trembled abnormally.

"Ah! I want you to die! Boy!"

Suddenly a white shadow shot towards Ye Changge.

"you dare!"

"Just looking for death!"

Medusa, who had already noticed Fan Ling's movements, pulled Ye Changge and said.

However, Ye Changge had not yet waited for him to speak.

"Whoosh!"

Sudden.

A black shadow flew down from a dark place on the second floor of the auction hall, and greeted Fan Ling.

"boom!"

With just a light blow, the white shadow flew back, and a middle-aged warrior in black attire with an expressionless face stood in front of Ye Changge.

"Young Master Fan Ling, this is where our eight gates are located."

"Please respect yourself!"

The middle-aged warrior looked at Fan Ling, who was about to fall back to the ground, and said expressionlessly. For a moment, a majestic aura unique to the Douwang powerhouse permeated the audience.

"It's the vice sect master who is here."

The director of the auction house who was shivering in the corner cheered when he saw the middle-aged martial artist appear.

Your Excellency is the deputy sect master of our eight sects. His cultivation level is only lower than that of the sect master Yuan Yi, and he is a nine-star fighting king!
now.

With the deputy sect master sitting in charge, everything will be fine now.

The director of the auction house thought with a sigh of relief.

"uh-huh."

Fan Ling let out a muffled snort in mid-air after being hit by the middle-aged martial artist's palm, and fell back to the ground lightly as soon as he picked up his fighting spirit.

After all, the fighting king's blow just now was just a warning.

"who are you?"

Fan Ling looked at the middle-aged warrior who suddenly appeared with resentment in his eyes.

"Young master, step back quickly!"

The elder surnamed Wang who had been following Fan Ling's face changed wildly when he saw the middle-aged warrior appearing.

"Elder Wang, I want to kill that boy!"

"No one has ever dared to humiliate me like this. He must be killed!"

"And the man in front of me, you have to kill him too!"

Standing behind Elder Wang, Fan Ling laughed angrily.

Why is this kid so ignorant!

At this moment, Elder Wang was exhausted physically and mentally.

"Young Master, opposite is the deputy sect master of the Eight Gates, and his subordinates are no match. Just be patient for a while, as long as we wait for them to leave the city."

Elder Wang smiled wryly.

"Humph!"

Fan Ling snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Seeing the majestic aura of the middle-aged warrior pressing towards him unscrupulously, Elder Wang hurriedly stepped forward to push his aura up.

"boom!"

An invisible momentum collided in midair.

"uh-huh."

Elder Wang snorted and took half a step back. After all, he was slightly defeated due to his poor cultivation.

"Old ghost, what do you want to do!"

Old man Wang still stepped forward forcefully.

Just because he lost, it didn't mean that the Blood Sect also lost.

With the sect leader here, not to mention the young sect leader of their Blood Sect, these eight sects really dare to attack them.

The middle-aged warrior was not ashamed to see the blood sect elder's tough attitude, and continued to say expressionlessly:

"Black Seal City is where our eight gates are based. It's not a place where you Blood Sect people can run wild."

"Do you want to start a war with our Blood Sect?"

Elder Wang continued to threaten.

"I repeat, no one is allowed to act arrogantly in Black Seal City. Once you leave the city, it is your own business."

The middle-aged warrior said calmly.

The scheming Elder Wang's eyes flickered after hearing this, and he didn't speak any more.

"Little Lord?"

Elder Wang turned to Fan Ling for instructions.

"We have plenty of time to have fun with them."

Fan Ling snorted coldly.

"Da da da."

Fan Ling came towards Ye Changge with several attendants. When the middle-aged warrior saw this, he did not stop him but stood aside.

"Boy, do you dare to report your identity?"

Fan Ling walked to Ye Changge and stood in front of him, showing his white teeth and speaking in a cold tone.

"Why don't you dare?"

"I am Xiao Yan, a third-grade alchemist recognized by the Alchemist Guild of the Imperial Capital of the Jiama Empire!"

Play it thoroughly.

Ye Changge raised his chin proudly as he spoke.

"It turns out he is a third-grade alchemist, no wonder he is so crazy!"

Fan Ling lowered his head and smiled softly.

"Xiao Yan, right?"

"Let's wait and see. There are people from eight gates in Black Seal City protecting you. Who can protect you after you leave the city?"

Fan Ling threatened with a smile.

He swears:
As long as Xiao Yan leaves the city, he will make his life worse than death!
Alchemist?
Have you never drank the blood of an alchemist?
And that bitch next to him!
(End of this chapter)