I am a giant with golden horns

Chapter 74 I am the auctioneer

A supreme elder from the Dayan Holy Land stomped the ground to pieces and stood up, his eyes almost igniting the void!

It was already a great shame and humiliation for their holy son to be auctioned off. At the moment, the starting price was only ten kilograms!
Isn't this clearly saying that the Holy Son they cultivated in Dayan Holy Land is a cheap waste?
Other holy places are also angry. The Holy Son of Dayan is like this. How can their descendants be any better when it is their turn?

Deceiving too much! !
"The auction begins!"

As the gray-haired old man spoke, there was a lot of discussion in the square. Many cultivators looked in the direction of Dayan Holy Land with expressions of watching a good show, but no one raised the price.

It's okay to go to the theater, but if you dare to increase the price at this time, you will offend Dayan Holy Land to death. No one except a madman would do this.

"Hmph!" The supreme elder of Dayan Holy Land had a strong aura surging all over his body, and the fluctuations on the second level of the Immortal Platform were emitted, making many people around him look fearful.

"Ten thousand kilograms of source!"

In the end, Dayan Holy Land set a price. It was naturally impossible for them to redeem their Holy Son for the price of ten kilograms of source. That would be a slap in the face!

"Ten thousand kilograms of sources! Dayan Holy Land has offered ten thousand kilograms of sources. Does anyone want to increase the price?" The gray-haired old man raised the corner of his mouth, then glanced around and kept asking.

Naturally, other parties would not anger Dayan Holy Land at this time. There was a lot of discussion in the square, but no one actually raised the price.

Just when the gray-haired old man was about to drop the hammer, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Ten thousand...and one hundred pounds!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire square fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a tsunami-like sound almost overturned the entire holy city!
"Who is this?!"

"Are you crazy? Someone actually dares to increase the price?!"

"Ten thousand and a hundred pounds? Only a hundred pounds more! Good guy, this is no longer a slap in the face, this is to tear off the face of Dayan Holy Land!"

Everyone showed incredible expressions, and the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the entire square all focused their eyes on the source of the voice.

They want to know how cruel a person dares to offend Dayan Holy Land so unscrupulously!
On the Dayan Holy Land side, all of them showed murderous intentions after being in disbelief.

"Why, can't we increase the price by [-] kilograms?"

Being stared at by countless people, Yang Hao was not afraid. He had already changed his aura and was not afraid of offending the Holy Lands in public. No one would be able to recognize him in the future anyway.

"Of course. There is no limit to the amount of each bid increase in this auction." The gray-haired old man said. He was also a little moved and took a deep look at Yang Hao.

In his opinion, Yang Hao at this moment was most likely the person behind the robbery of the descendants of the Holy Lands in Belvedere, and was from the same force as the person who auctioned off the people not long ago, otherwise it would not have been possible to slap Dayan Holy Land in the face like this.

At this moment, many powerful men in Dayan Holy Land and other Holy Lands were fixated on Yang Hao. Apparently they also believed that Yang Hao was probably the person behind the scenes who abducted their heirs.

"Who is this person? I can't tell the difference at all!"

"I don't know him, his origin is unknown!"

Countless cultivators in the square felt strange when they saw Yang Hao's appearance and sensed his aura, and they couldn't tell which force he came from.

"There are not many people and forces in the Eastern Wasteland who dare to offend the Holy Lands!"

"Is he one of the Thirteen Bandits?"

"Could it be a demon clan?"

"I don't think so. The Thirteen Bandits and the Monster Clan may not be afraid of a single Holy Land, but if they join forces against all Holy Lands, they probably won't dare either!"

"Yes, the current bidding is not only offending one Holy Land, but almost making enemies of all Holy Lands!"

"This person is most likely from the force behind the scenes that kidnapped the descendants of the Holy Lands. No one else would be so crazy. It would be unwise to come forward and offend the Holy Lands at this time!"

"good."

"rational."

Everyone was talking about it, and the square suddenly exploded.

"Elder Taishang, what should we do? Do we need to take action to capture him?" Someone from the Dayan Holy Land side said in a deep voice, "This person is most likely related to the forces that kidnapped the Holy Son. If not, why don't we capture him and directly force him to tell the truth?" The whereabouts of the Holy Son!”

"Stupid! No matter who he is, since he dares to act like this, it means he is confident. There is no point in us taking action now." The Supreme Elder of Dayan Holy Land had an extremely gloomy face. "Right now, the first thing is to ensure the safety of the Holy Son. Anyone can Don’t act rashly!”

Although other holy places also suspected Yang Hao's identity, they did not take action and were waiting to see what would happen.

"This guest bids [-] kilograms of source. Is there anyone else bidding?" The gray-haired old man from Tianyao Baoque smiled and glanced around, looking mainly at Dayan Holy Land.

"Twenty thousand kilograms of source!" On the side of Dayan Holy Land, an elder stood up and said fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the square looked at Yang Hao, waiting for his reaction.

"Twenty thousand...and one hundred!"

Yang Hao raised the corners of his mouth and spoke unhurriedly.

"hiss!"

Waves of gasps echoed in the square. Despite their guesses, everyone was still shocked by Yang Hao's voice.

"What a... fierce guy!"

Everyone sighed, is this person really not afraid of death? Aren't he afraid of angering Dayan Holy Land and being killed on the spot?

"There can be no mistake, this person must be the person behind the scenes!"

At this moment, everyone became more and more convinced that Yang Hao must be related to the disappearance of the descendants of All Saints!
"Tai Shang Elder, what should I do? Do you want to continue to increase the price?" Someone in Dayan Holy Land gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how many sources there are, they are useless against the dead."

The Supreme Elder of Dayan Holy Land sneered and signaled to continue to increase the price. He didn't care how much he spent. Anyway, as long as the forces behind the scenes were wiped out, he would get back double the amount he lost!

Everyone in the Dayan Holy Land understood this, and looked at Yang Hao with a sneer. In their opinion, Yang Hao and the forces behind him were just grasshoppers after the fall, and they could not survive much longer.

If you offend all the holy places, you will definitely die unless the ancient emperor is resurrected!
"Thirty thousand catties!" "Thirty thousand...and one hundred!"

"Forty thousand catties!"

"Forty thousand...and one hundred!"

"..."

"One hundred thousand pounds!"

When Dayan Holy Land finally called out the source of [-] kilograms, Yang Hao finally twitched the corner of his mouth and stopped following up.

There was a lot of discussion in the square, and everyone was amazed at Yang Hao's fierceness and sighed.

"Okay, deal!"

"The final winner of the Holy Son of Dayan is Dayan Holy Land!" The gray-haired old man said with a smile on his face.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Dayan Holy Land could not help but twitch their faces, and all of them looked gloomy.

There were faint joking comments everywhere in the square. After all, there were not many opportunities to watch a Holy Land-level power make a fool of itself in public.

"The second auction item is next!"

"Holy Son Wanchu, the starting price is also ten pounds of source!"

"Ten thousand kilograms of source!"

Wanchu Holy Land spoke immediately, and the leader of the Supreme Elder stared directly at Yang Hao, with a warning in his eyes.

"Ten thousand...zero one hundred!"

However, Yang Hao was not afraid of him at all and spoke directly with an indifferent expression.

"What a ruthless person! He is planning to offend all the major holy places to the end!"

In the square, everyone was talking and sighing.

"This person must be the man behind the abduction of the descendants of the Holy Lands. He has already offended all the Holy Lands to death, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"The problem is that he is deep here now, and his cultivation is only at the level of dragon transformation. Are he really not afraid of falling into the hands of the major holy places?"

"Looking at this situation, this person is either an abandoned child, or he has someone to rely on."

Seeing Yang Hao still increasing the price, many people in Wanchu Holy Land laughed angrily.

They also thought the same as Dayan Holy Land. They didn't care how much they spent. After all, as long as the forces behind Yang Hao were wiped out, all losses could be made up.

Soon, the bidding price for Wanchu Holy Son reached [-] catties.

Next, the descendants of various holy places were auctioned one after another, including the Golden Winged Peng King, Yaoguang, and the Yaochi Saint.

"One hundred thousand pounds once!"

"One hundred thousand catties twice!"

"One hundred thousand catties three times!"

"Okay, the final winner of the Holy Son of Light is... the Holy Land of Light!"

As the gray-haired old man's high-pitched voice fell, everyone in the Yaoguang Holy Land looked ugly, and they all stared at Yang Hao fiercely.

"Okay, the last piece of the collection has been sold, and I declare that this auction is over!" The gray-haired old man looked around the major holy places with a smile on his face.

Hearing the word "collection", everyone in the square had strange expressions. These are not auction items. They are all descendants of the Holy Lands. In the future, they will most likely be saint-lord-level beings from all sides!
The major holy places stared at the gray-haired old man, and many people's eyes almost pierced through him.

Dare to call their future Holy Master a treasure, they are simply reckless!

The gray-haired old man had no fear at all. He belonged to the Heavenly Demon Palace and was originally a member of the demon clan. Now he was almost in a hostile relationship with the human holy places, and it didn't matter if he humiliated their future holy master.

"Where is the son of our god?"

"Where is my Holy Son of Dayan Holy Land?"

At this moment, the bidding ended, and the powerful men from the Holy Lands spoke one after another.

"Don't worry, everyone. The auctioneer once said that he will come in person after the auction is over, and he will communicate with you hand in hand and make friends with you!" The gray-haired old man said with a smile, "Please wait here for a moment."

Hearing this, all the powerful men in the Holy Land snorted coldly, and then turned to stare at Yang Hao, each of them looking extremely awe-inspiring.

In their opinion, Yang Hao participated in the bidding without hesitation and kept pushing up the price. In all likelihood, he was in the same group as the auctioneer and was the man behind the kidnapping of their respective Holy Land heirs.

"Boy, tell me your origin!"

"Where is the Son of God of our clan!"

"You dare to be enemies with us and other holy places. Unless the ancient emperor is resurrected, no one in heaven or on earth can protect you!"

"If you tell me the truth, I will give you a pleasure later!"

People from all the major holy places spoke one after another, with cold expressions and locked auras, and they pressed towards Yang Hao.

Seeing this scene, Yang Hao suddenly laughed.

"You guessed right. The kidnapping of your Holy Son and Goddess is indeed related to me."

"And, unfortunately, I am the auctioneer himself."

　Sorry everyone, I haven’t updated for a few days. I’m sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)