Vol 2 Chapter 8061: black market auction

Chapter 8061 Black market auction
Taking a look, Feng Tianxing concluded that in this black market, it was the biggest shady scene in the entire Hongwu Academy.
However, this also facilitates a series of follow-up methods for Feng Tianxing.
I'm not afraid that there are many places like this, but I'm afraid that I don't know.
"Sandry, you did me a big favor this time."
Feng Tianxing's remarks directly made Shengdeli look confused.
What the is this?
He clearly didn't do anything, so why did he help him a lot?
Obviously, Shengdeli did not know the value that this black market could bring to Feng Tianxing.
After all, for Feng Tianxing, the most important thing for him now is to sell the silk from his own hands.
Now that the inventory of silk is increasing, Feng Tianxing needs a huge market, and only relying on those ordinary demons and the rewards of tasks, it is impossible to consume these silks.
Therefore, what Feng Tianxing needs now is a huge market, otherwise he can only reduce his output.
But no matter how you look at it, this black market has solved Feng Tianxing's urgent needs.
"Where is the sale?"
St. Deli patted his head.
"This sale requires a guarantee, and the goods need to be inspected. Well, I will take you to the auction."
"There is no such rule for auctions."
After thinking about it, Feng Tianxing felt that the auction was not bad, so he simply followed Shengdeli to the auction on the black market.
This place is in the center of the black market, and there are many demons guarding it outside. Even Shengdeli has to go through some inspections before entering it.
Entering it, in the cheers of the demons, Feng Tianxing saw what was being auctioned, a human race.
The auctioneer of the Demon Race looked proud.
"We spent a lot of energy to get this human race. It is said that he still has a large number of human race exercises in his hands. Although he is a little old and can't do anything, a human race powerhouse who has lived for thousands of years is unknown. There is still a lot of value.

"For example, he may know where the human race hides, he may have a way to crack the human race, or there are other treasures."
Under the introduction of the Demon Race auctioneer, these Demon Race gradually raised their minds to bid for this Demon Race.
Feng Tianxing was not in a hurry, he just sat aside with Shengdeli and watched quietly.
Human race, he really wants to save, but the human race in front of him, let's forget it.
If Feng Tianxing saves him, he will only get himself caught in fire and water and affect the overall situation under his arrangement.
With Feng Tianxing's silence, the joy of an auction began.
And this auction also let Feng Tianxing know how urgent his situation was.
The human race powerhouses who are now scattered all over the world hiding, if they wake up without any place to hide and fall directly into the siege of the demon race, this is very unfavorable for them.
These powerhouses who don't know how long they have been sleeping, they are the inheritance fire left by the human race in the ancient times, but unfortunately, they only have the function of inheritance.
As the price of the auction went up, and gradually began to count exclusively for silk, Feng Tianxing just listened indifferently and remained indifferent.
Suddenly, the accident happened suddenly, and he was thrown on the ground. The old man who looked like a corpse opened his mouth, and while aura surged, countless exercises appeared in the air.
Such a strange scene instantly made all the demons present cheer in unison.
"It's really a human race!"
"Damn, I want this! Thirty pieces of silk!"
"What's it called! The number of these exercises is more than that. I will produce 300 silks!"
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In the sound of the bidding of the demon race, countless practice files were already suspended beside the old man, and Feng Tianxing finally slowly opened his eyes.
Countless familiar exercises emerge in front of us, and these are exercises that humans will almost certainly come into contact with in their cultivation.
Just taking a look, Feng Tianxing knew that this was definitely an inheritance specially left for future generations.
The demons suppressed the inheritance of the human race earlier than he expected.
Before the human race had completely fallen, the inheritance of these exercises had been deliberately protected by the human race.
Now, looking at the Human Race lying on the ground on the high platform, Feng Tianxing's eyes were slightly empty.
The number of demons present was too terrifying, and he really couldn't save it.
Then, it can only be destroyed.
Under the circumstance that the human race has not been leaked too much, destroying all this, at least, can't let the demons get the inheritance of the human race, at least, can't let them gain insight into the human race's methods.
Feng Tianxing stood up and raised his hand.
"Thirty thousand silks."
As Feng Tianxing's voice fell, the entire auction house fell into silence.
But Feng Tianxing knew that things would never stop there.
When he was about to release a little poison out of his body, he took advantage of the moment when all the demons' attention was on him, and penetrated into the body of the human race.
The price he paid was high enough, and he almost matched his current net worth, which was identified when he entered.
He only brought 30,000 silks.
The Mozu auctioneer was slightly stunned and looked at Feng Tianxing carefully.
"Do you have the certificate, can you afford this price?"
Today, the value of silk is above the existence of the currency of the demons. Thirty thousand silks are already an unimaginably terrifying amount.
Even if Feng Tianxing is now wearing silk and gorgeous clothes, he can't make this Demon Race feel at ease.
Feng Tianxing could only use the certificate to prove himself.
Feng Tianxing deliberately fumbled in his arms for a while, and after a little delay, he took out a voucher.
The demon auctioneer took a slight breath.
This new news, I'm afraid there is a mine at home, right?
Even the Admiral may not be able to get these 30,000 silks.
"Okay, 30,000 silks at a time."
The hands of the demon auctioneer were trembling, and he struck the first hammer.
If the deal is made, he can get three thousand silks, which is the rule of the black market.
And 3,000 silks is a number that all the resources he has combined can't compare since he entered the black market to do things.
Got it, that's a complete turn over.
Snapped.
The second hammer fell.
"Thirty thousand silk for the second time."
Seeing that the deal was about to be done, a demon suddenly said.
"Forty thousand silk, I think the value of this thing is much more than that."
Following the voice of the Demon Race, everyone's attention fell on the Demon Race.
But they only heard his voice, but did not see him.
Those who have been in the black market for a long time have already felt something in their hearts and look at the void above their heads.
These demons are all low-level existences, and the truly wealthy demons enjoy different treatment than them.
Even the identity is completely confidential.
This treatment is also the protection of the black market for them.
"Forty thousand silks at a time!"
The eyes of the demon auctioneer began to turn red, which was a sign of excitement.