Chapter 341 Seventh Level Magic Core
"Sky Feather Finger?" Xiao Yan was quite interested in this finger-based fighting skill.

Although Xiao Yan had used the Finger of Death before, that was just a random name. It was nothing more than condensing the Yin Fire of the Yin and Yang dual flames at the fingertips, and could not be considered a fighting skill.

If you obtain this finger-based fighting skill and then improve it a little, its power cannot be underestimated.

During the time Xiao Yan was thinking, the price of the Tianyu Finger had already climbed to more than 500,000 gold coins, and there was no sign of slowing down.

"Eight hundred thousand!" Just as Xiao Yan was about to bid for the Sky Feather Finger, an old voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Hearing the shout, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to see who was so desperate as to intercept him.

Xiao Yan finally fixed his gaze on the old demon with a sneer on his face. It was this old guy who made the offer.

In fact, the old demon had no interest in the Sky Feather Finger at first, but his eyes never left Xiao Yan from beginning to end. Although he was a little surprised to see Xiao Yan actually interested in this finger technique, why not do something that could disgust Xiao Yan!

Xiao Yan tapped the handle lightly with his fingers. If Mo Tianxing hadn't said before that whoever offered the highest price first would get the fighting skill, Xiao Yan would definitely have a fight with this old guy.

Mo Tianxing also sensed the smell of gunpowder in the air, and hurriedly raised the silver hammer in his hand, knocking three times on the auction table to end the auction of the Sky Feather Finger, for fear that Xiao Yan would fight with the old demon again.

In fact, it was hard for Mo Tianxing to imagine that a scroll of the intermediate Xuan-level Sky Feather Finger could actually cause these two guys to fight.

Xiao Yan didn't care that the Sky Feather Finger fell into the hands of the old demon. He would take it back later anyway, and it would save a lot of gold coins after all.

Mo Tianxing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Xiao Yan did not get angry. He immediately picked up another silver plate and started auctioning.

However, the items being auctioned were too low-level and hardly attracted Xiao Yan’s attention. Three hours later, Xiao Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the blue magic core emitting cold air in the silver plate in Mo Tianxing's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It is difficult for Xiao Yan to have much interest in other things, but he likes this magic core very much, because the things he will refine later require the magic core, and the higher the level of the magic core, the better.

"I believe everyone is familiar with this magic core! This is a seventh-level ice-attribute magic core. I got it from a seventh-level ice-attribute monster during my training. Although the monster was already seriously injured when I encountered it, it still took me a lot of effort to kill it. I think everyone knows the importance of this magic core to ice-attribute practitioners. Whether it is embedded in a weapon or carried on the body, it can greatly improve combat effectiveness." After Mo Tianxing finished speaking, he took a special look at the old demon. Sure enough, he saw that the old demon showed a strong interest in this magic core.

Mo Tianxing turned his gaze away from the old demon and continued to introduce with a smile: "This ice attribute magic core is very important to alchemists. It is indispensable for refining some high-level elixirs."

In fact, Mo Tianxing put this magic core up for auction just because the old demon had arrived. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get a very high price for it. The reason was very simple: it couldn't be used.

Only ice attribute practitioners who have reached Dou Zong level or seventh-grade alchemists can use it. Others don't have the ability to use it even if they want to.

"The starting price of this magic core is 10 million gold coins!" Mo Tianxing said with a smile after looking around.

"Ten million gold coins!" Hearing this astonishing price, most people took a deep breath. This thing was not something that ordinary forces could afford to auction. "Fifteen million!" The old demon looked at the ice-attribute magic core on the silver plate, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. Once he got this ice-attribute magic core, his combat power would at least double.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yan was also very interested in this magic core. If this magic core was used to refine that thing, it would be perfect. It was simply a standard configuration.

"Twenty million!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and cast a provocative look at the old demon. In terms of wealth, Xiao Yan has never been afraid of anyone.

The old demon naturally saw Xiao Yan's provocative look, and murderous intent suddenly burst out of his eyes, making the already cold auction venue even colder.

"Thirty million!" The old demon snorted and shouted in a cold tone.

"Fifty million!" As soon as the old demon finished speaking, Xiao Yan's voice rang out again.

"Are you looking for death?" Xiao Yan's repeated provocations finally made the old demon unable to bear it any longer. The icy fighting spirit in his body surged out crazily, making the entire auction house like the coldest time of the year, and ice crystals even formed in some places.

"Tsk! Who's afraid of who? This is an auction house, the highest bidder wins. Do you think this is your home? Why are you so domineering?" Xiao Yan looked at the old demon with disdain.

When everyone in the auction house saw that Xiao Yan and the old demon were about to fight again, they were immediately trembling with fear. If these two people started fighting, the aftermath alone would probably be enough to cost them their lives.

"Please calm down and bid normally!" Seeing that the two were about to fight again after a disagreement, Mo Tianxing hurriedly persuaded them.

The old demon snorted coldly. He didn't have that many gold coins on him. After all, not everyone was as rich as the alchemist. So he had no choice but to give up.

Mo Tianxing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old demon give up. He quickly swung the silver hammer in his hand and knocked three times, indicating that the seventh-level magic core belonged to Xiao Yan.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt that this auction was so exciting that some people with less strength had already started to leave.

The auction is coming to an end, and the next items will never be acquired by these small forces, except for the sake of visual enjoyment.

Since you can't get it and staying will put your life in danger, who would lose their life just to watch the fun?

Mo Tianxing looked at the people who were leaving the venue, his mouth twitching slightly, but he didn't say anything. After all, the next items to be auctioned were definitely not something these people could get their hands on.

However, Mo Tianxing was already very dissatisfied with Xiao Yan and the old demon in his heart, but he did not show it, because with the appearance of the two, his auction looked like a joke.

After all the people from the small forces had left, Mo Tianxing looked at the sparsely populated seats and his face suddenly turned ugly. No matter how to say it, their Black Emperor Sect had lost face this time.

Mo Tianxing exhaled a breath of foul air, his expression kept changing, and finally returned to a smiling state, saying with a faint smile: "The next auction item is a bit strange, but it should be quite attractive to those who need it."

(End of this chapter)