C32 Iron salt's challenge

Yang Fan quickly calmed down inside, as he couldn't appear to be too inexperienced.

"Alright, I'll go to the auction house and take a look!"

"Esteemed guest, please!"

Watching Yang Fan leave, Yu Long held that piece of Icy Heart Pith. This was a rare treasure.

"Congratulations, Iron Salt, you have bid ten thousand gold coins for the Turtle Resting Pellet!"

Just as he entered the auction area, Yang Fan was immediately attracted by the name of this pill.

The effect of the Turtle-Breath Pill, a grade-2 pill, was to feign death for an hour. It was equivalent to tricking one's enemy.

Looking at the entire arena, there were two floors of main hall. Above it should be large families, and below them were many people, all of them commoners.

That guy called Iron Salt should be the most arrogant man on the second floor.

The man had a long scar on his face, and his aura was very vicious. One could tell that he was someone who lived on the edge of a blade.

Yang Fan looked up to the first floor and found many familiar figures.

"Ruo Hai!"

Yang Fan originally wanted to go over and greet them, but there were too many people here.

"The next item up for auction is a supreme treasure, the Heart of Ice Essence!"

Ru Bai Frost Heart Marrow appeared on the high platform. A charming woman held onto a tray, a troubled expression on her face.

"This Heart of Freezing Ice, a treasure of heaven and earth, not only has an effect on water attributed practitioners, it can also protect the heart meridian and reduce injuries!"

After hearing what the woman said, the value of the Frost Heart Marrow instantly increased.

"The starting price is 10,000 gold coins, each increase must not be less than 1000 gold coins."

For a short period of time, no one called out a price.

This caused Yang Fan to be puzzled, "Could it be that this Heart of Ice isn't enough to attract them?"

No, it wasn't that the Heart of Ice wasn't powerful enough to attract them, but rather that it attracted too much attention that they didn't dare to casually bid.

"Eleven thousand gold!"

Finally, the first person shouted. His voice was extremely domineering.

"Tyranny's mercenary group bids 11,000 gold coins, is there anyone else willing to bid?"

He looked at the man called Iron Salt. So this was the so called Tyranny Mercenary Group. It seemed like he had his own reputation in Hundred Flowers City.

If his guess was right, since Iron Salt came all the way here, this auction item must have some extraordinary items.

"Twenty thousand gold!"

Finally, after a long period of silence, a young man wearing embroidered clothing stood out.

From the way he was dressed to the way he moved, it was obvious that he was a noble.

"This lord bids twenty thousand, is there anyone else willing to raise the price?"

"Twenty one thousand gold!"

Iron Salt's eyes were filled with disdain as he added a thousand more without hesitation.

The noble raised his hand and shouted, "Thirty thousand!"

"Thirty thousand gold!" "Thirty thousand gold!" Is there anyone else who would like to offer a higher price? "

Thirty thousand gold coins was not a small sum for a small Hundred Flowers City.

"Thirty one thousand!"

Iron Salt smiled and continued to raise the bid. Although he would raise it again and again, he would only raise it by a thousand.

Veins appeared on the noble's fist, as if he was getting impatient.

"A hundred thousand!"

Such an astonishing price made everyone shudder. It was likely that no one would be able to afford it.

Iron Salt didn't dare to continue shouting. If that noble youth were to shake his hand, how could he afford the hundred thousand gold coins?

"This lord has offered a price of a hundred thousand, but has he offered a higher price?"

Yang Fan looked at the disappointed eyes of those people. It seemed that this Heart of Ice was only worth a hundred thousand gold coins.

"A hundred thousand going once!"

"A hundred thousand twice!"

The charming woman looked a little disappointed, "Are there any higher bids, one hundred and ten thousand?" Or a hundred thousand dollars? "

The charming woman could only swing the hammer in her hand.

"Then, a hundred thousand …"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"