God-level upgrade system

As soon as Wei Yi called out the price of 700 million taels, the entire hall suddenly lost its voice.

Everyone here couldn't help but gasp for an instant, obviously shocked by this astonishing price.

700 taels of silver!

This price completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Since this is the case, then the old man will do what he said, no longer bid, and withdraw from the competition for the essence of spiritual energy."

Elder Liu was the first to make a decision. He took a deep look at Wei Yi, and then said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned back on the seat, like an old monk sitting still, watching his nose, nose, nose and heart, and did not speak again.

Only those turbid and profound old eyes narrowed slightly, seeming to be shining with a strange light, no one knew what this scheming old guy was thinking.

"I would like to continue to increase the price, but unfortunately I am powerless. Seven million taels of silver is already beyond my limit."

"Brother, you won, and I also choose to withdraw from this competition. The three of you continue to play."

Li Beiming, a young man in white, was silent for a moment, then shrugged helplessly, raised his head and said with a smile.

He was extremely free and easy, without a bit of procrastination, nor did he look unwilling.

Immediately, everyone present looked at Zhou Buwei and President Zhao in unison.

The faces of both of them were quite ugly, and the price was raised to such a level, which undoubtedly exceeded their expectations.

If they continue to increase the price, they don't have the confidence, and they really can't increase much.

But they were unwilling to let them give up like this, not only because they were reluctant to part with the essence of spiritual energy, but also because they were unwilling to lose face. Once this matter got out, wouldn't they become a laughing stock.

"I'll pay 710 taels of silver!"

Chairman Zhao of the Jingwu Association gritted his teeth, but he was still unwilling to be overwhelmed by Wei Yi, and quickly shouted.

At this time, Zhou Buwei followed suit and raised his head, "720 million taels of silver!"

Wei Yi glanced at the two of them, chuckled, and said calmly, "750 million taels!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire guild hall froze, and everyone present was staring at the three of them, obviously wanting to see who would win and who would lose in the end, and who would get the essence of spiritual energy... …

"Damn it, I'll give you 760 million taels, boy, if you have the guts, keep following!"

Chairman Zhao stood up abruptly and roared loudly.

The whole guild hall was shocked immediately, and he looked at Wei Yi with an undisguised cold murderous intent.

"7605 million taels, whoever dares to snatch it from me today, I will definitely not make it easier for him!"

Zhou Buwei is also not to be outdone.

But when he said this, he was not staring at President Zhao, but also staring at Wei Yi.

Obviously, in his mind, Wei Yi, who appeared out of nowhere, was the biggest threat.

"Boy, I don't know where you came from, but this is Beiyuan City."

"So you'd better think carefully before doing something, and don't regret it later."

Zhou Buwei's face was full of displeasure, and he threatened sinisterly.

"What do you mean? Don't take our auction seriously?"

Mrs. Wu couldn't help asking in a bad tone at this time.

Then looking at Wei Yi, Mrs. Wu immediately patted her chest and assured, "Young master, don't worry, if you buy this spirit essence from our auction house, as long as you need it, our auction house will definitely provide you with shelter."

What a joke, if everyone is threatening and persecuting like this, will they still have business?

It was only natural for Mrs. Wu to be angry, Zhou Buwei and both of them closed their mouths wisely.

However, although they didn't say anything anymore, they still stared at Wei Yi coldly with unfriendly expressions, and the threat was still very obvious.

Seeing the performance of the two of them, Wei Yi couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and couldn't hide the sarcasm on his face.

Even Zhu Ling'er next to him also laughed.

Others didn't know Wei Yi's identity and strength, but Zhu Ling'er knew it very well.

Not to mention Wei Yi's previous achievements and deeds, how can the two people in front of him be a threat to the beheading of Tong Yuanzhen, a strong Wuzong-level powerhouse this time?

It's almost the same for those old monsters at the Wuzong level.

"I'll pay 800 taels!"

Wei Yi still kept his own way of making quotations, without even looking at Zhou Buwei and the two of them.

Everyone present couldn't help but widen their eyes, not only shocked by Wei Yi's audacity, but also shocked by the price Wei Yi quoted.

800 million taels of silver, even for many first-class powerful forces, is not a small amount of wealth, and ordinary warriors may not be able to earn so much money if they work hard for a lifetime.

Zhou Buwei and the two sat down one after another, and they couldn't continue to follow. Such a price was already unbearable for them.

The faces of the two were extremely gloomy, and their lips were twitching non-stop, obviously annoyed to the extreme.

Others were amazed by it, and the happiest one was naturally Mrs. Wu on the auction stage, her charming eyes were all smiling.

"This young master offered 800 million taels of silver. Is there any higher bid?" Mrs. Wu shouted with a smile on her face.

While speaking, she also looked at Zhou Buwei and the two with a smile.

"This stinky bitch!" Zhou Buwei cursed inwardly, and replied coldly with an ugly face, "This young master is not willing to fight the same price as some fools."

Mrs. Wu's eyes turned to Chairman Zhao of the Jingwu Association.

Chairman Zhao's expression was also ugly, and he also had no money to continue to increase the price at this time.

He turned his head and looked at Wei Yi with a sneer, "Madam Wu, don't be too happy, some people may not be able to get so much money, you may be happy for nothing."

Hearing what he said, Mrs. Wu was secretly startled, but her face remained calm, she turned to Wei Yi and said with a smile, "My lord, since no one else is willing to raise the price, then this Spiritual Qi Essence is yours. "

Wei Yi naturally understood what Mrs. Wu meant, asking him to pay first.

"You sit here for a while."

After giving instructions to Zhu Ling'er, Wei Yi walked up to the front desk, and with a wave of his right hand, a thick stack of banknotes and a lot of precious soldiers appeared in front of Mrs. Wu.

"You count." Wei Yi said lightly.

Mrs. Wu glanced over, not to mention bank notes, treasure soldiers are also hard currency, she roughly counted them, and she knew the bottom line in an instant.

"800 million taels of silver is no problem."

She clapped her hands while speaking, and the middle-aged woman next to her quickly sent up the essence of spiritual energy.

"Congratulations, young master, this spiritual energy is yours."

Mrs. Wu smiled and said.

Then he said, "What I said before is true. If you need it, our auction house can provide you with shelter."

While speaking, she took a meaningful look at Zhou Buwei and President Zhao who were not far away.