"It seems that you are really not afraid of being robbed!" Wang Jie shook his head.

The woman on the side said: "I wonder which continent the guest is from?"

"What is the name of this town and what families are there?" Wang Jie asked back. At this time, a picture of eight ghosts eating the Buddha was moved on the stage. It was said to be spread from Wanping Continent and was a high-level magic weapon. The starting price was 50,000 spirit stones.

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The woman said: "It's not a strange thing. This is called St. Yale Town. McKate, Leon, and Nal are the three major families in the town and control 30% of the town's business."

"How many spiritual stones can a small town earn?" Wang Jie asked disdainfully.

After hearing this, the woman couldn't help but move closer to Wang Jie. She guessed that Wang Jie came from a bigger place. Otherwise, how could she say such words: "The amount of spiritual stones earned by this town is probably only theirs."

One-third of it, and more comes from the vast territory outside the town, where countless spiritual minerals are contained."

Wang Jie narrowed his eyes, and there was no emotion on his face. He took out a handful of spirit stones and gave them to the woman beside him. When the woman saw the spirit stones, she became excited. After accepting them, she said: "After the auction, there are still many places to go."

You bought something good, do you want to take the young master to see it?"

Wang Jie took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Don't come closer to me. If you come closer, you will squeeze me down."

The woman smiled charmingly and took Wang Jie's arm: "Sir, there is something interesting in this second auction. I can help you analyze it!"

Lilith looked blushing and looked up at Wang Jie and the woman. Wang Jie glanced at her: "This monk from the Rolba Continent doesn't seem to like fighting very much!"

At this time, the picture of Eight Ghosts Devouring the Buddha had been sold to an old man with gray hair and a stooped figure for 80,000 spirit stones. After taking the picture, Wang Jie saw the old man showing a cold smile.

Demon cultivator!

The woman said: "Fighting, this kind of thing is forbidden!"

"Prohibition? Can this kind of thing be banned? What will happen if there is a fight?"

"Of course it's okay if no one is killed, but if someone is killed, someone from above will come!"

Wang Jie frowned and smiled in his heart: "Sure enough, the mortal class is like that!" He said: "The three major families are also members of the higher-ups' system, right?"

The woman looked around, lowered her voice and said: "The three major families are sent by the superiors to protect the town. The family heads are all strong men at the Golden Core stage and cannot be offended."

Wang Jie couldn't help but laugh: "Golden elixir stage?"

"Young master, you still don't know how powerful the Golden Core Stage is. Let me tell you..."

"Okay, no need to explain to me."

As time passed, a small tree was pushed up, and a strange fruit appeared on the top, which seemed to be a long stick.

"Everyone, I believe many people don't know what this is. This is the legendary Babel Tree. Only one such tree will be born every hundred years on each continent, and its fruit will become a treasure that reaches the sky, and even

A very small number of them may be Tongtian Lingbao!"

Everyone didn't understand it when it came to the Tongtian Tree, but when it came to the Tongtian Treasure and the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure, they all understood it.

The person on the stage continued: "Similarly, every continent grows a tree that reaches the sky every hundred years, which means that no god-transforming monks appear within a hundred years!"

Wang Jie frowned and asked, "Why is this?"

The man on the stage smiled slightly: "The spiritual power of each continent is limited. Breaking through the transformation of gods requires the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and forming the tree of heaven and earth also requires the spiritual power of heaven and earth. You cannot have both, but there is one thing. Obtaining it can not only be used for

If it can be refined to form a heaven-reaching treasure, it can increase the probability of transforming into a god! Without further ado, the starting price is one hundred thousand spiritual stones! Each increase in price must not be less than ten thousand spiritual stones."

Wang Jie touched his chin. He knew that the Babel Tree produced the Babel Treasure, but he had never heard of the possibility of improving the probability of becoming a god after refining.

Soon someone bid for 110,000 spirit stones. Wang Jie couldn't help but look at that person. He was definitely not an ordinary person who could offer so much.

This Babel tree is just a baby. Once it is removed from the original soil, the probability of survival is slim. The person who dug the tree is really not an ordinary fool! Wang Jie cursed in his heart. He thought it was a mature Babel tree.

I didn't expect it to be a waste that had been removed from the soil before it was ripe.

"I'm just saying, how can such a small place have such a good thing as the Babel Tree!" Wang Jie snorted coldly: "One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar: "How dare you compare prices with Master Leon? Who is this person?"

"Which young master is this from?"

"This white hair is certainly not common for people from other continents."

Young Master Leon didn't even look back, and didn't take Wang Jie seriously at all. He slowly bid: "Two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Wang Jie sneered and said through a message: "You dare to bid against me, your ancestor, for your little foundation building? Buy the things for me and I'll pick them up from you later!"

Young Master Leon's expression changed slightly, and he quickly looked back. Wang Jie looked at him with a sneer, and a strong sense of oppression filled his soul.

Circles and circles of ripples spread in his sea of ​​consciousness, and just one look from Wang Jie made it difficult for him to breathe.

This aura far surpassed that of the family master. It could no longer be measured by a golden elixir. It was probably an extremely rare Nascent Soul monk. It was too late to regret it at this time.

The people on the stage said: "Congratulations to our young master Leon, this tree that reaches the sky belongs to you!"

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Jie is just a rich guy, and he actually bids with Master Leon. But in Leon's eyes, it is like a bolt from the blue. How could there be a Nascent Soul cultivator in such a small town?

At this moment, Master Leon suddenly had an idea: "Give my Babel Tree to the young master who bids against me!"

The whole audience was in an uproar again: "Master Leon never spits out the things he swallows. This time he actually gave it away, or did he find the spiritual stone himself?"

The woman next to Wang Jie was also stunned and looked at Wang Jie blankly: "Young master and Master Leon know each other?"

Lilith also blinked in surprise: "Master, why did he give you something?"

"Maybe it's because I'm different, sir!"

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Just after walking out of the auction, a group of people came to Wang Jie carrying the Babel tree. Wang Jie stopped and looked at the Babel tree: "It's really delivered!"

Soon, Young Master Leon squeezed into the crowd. He had long lost his original arrogance and smiled: "This junior is stupid and has offended my senior. It is the honor of this town that my senior condescends to come to the small town. Our Leon family hopes that senior

You can be a guest of our Leon family to show your kindness as a landlord!"

The woman next to Wang Jie was stunned, thinking in her mind that she must capture this man no matter what.
Chapter completed!