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No one can give an accurate estimate of the specific value of a hundred thousand year soul bone.
After all, no one on the mainland has ever been stupid enough to put a hundred thousand year old soul bone up for auction.
However, according to the Snow Empress embryo that was auctioned during the Peerless Tang Sect period, the transaction price at that time was as high as 150 million gold soul coins.
But now, this quasi-ninth-level soul guide cannon shell of the Butian Pavilion has been copied for 500 million gold soul coins.
From this point of view, it seems that the value of the hundred thousand year soul bone is slightly inferior.
But don't forget that this is the era of Douluo 1, and the soul bones of Douluo 1 have not depreciated like in the period of Peerless Tang Sect.
In this era, there are only a few people who possess a hundred thousand year spirit ring.
Among the few who possessed a hundred thousand year spirit ring, more than half of them obtained it by participating in the divine examination.
"Young Master Ye has good eyesight."
The middle-aged man in black robe exclaimed in admiration.
"This left arm soul bone was produced by a 100,000-year-old three-eyed golden-winged eagle."
"I wonder if Young Master Ye is satisfied with this exchange?"
The three-eyed golden-winged eagle, a flying soul beast, is known as the king of birds of prey.
However, this kind of soul beast generally lives in the area where the continent meets the Far North. Its rarity and location make the value of this soul bone even higher.
Ye Ling didn't say anything when he heard this, but appeared in front of the middle-aged man in black robe in a flash.
"Can I take a look?"
Ye Ling asked aloud.
"Of course."
The middle-aged man in black robe lifted the lead box, but did not hand it to Ye Ling.
A dark golden light flickered in Ye Ling's eyes, and he immediately looked up and down at the left arm soul bone in the lead box.
"I see."
Ye Ling suddenly smiled, but his gaze turned to the middle-aged man in black robe.
The middle-aged man in the black robe felt as if he was completely seen through by Ye Ling's dark golden gaze.
Even though he was a powerful Soul Douluo, he didn't dare to look directly into Ye Ling's eyes.
"How about this, Young Pavilion Master, are you willing to barter?"
The middle-aged man in black robe urged.
Ye Ling already had a plan in mind and immediately spoke out loudly.
"After internal discussions within this pavilion, the value of this 100,000-year-old soul bone is still over 500 million gold soul coins."
Having said that, Ye Ling's gaze turned towards the private room where Bibi Dong was.
"If you are willing to offer a higher price, you are welcome to continue bidding."
Everyone was silent for a moment.
The soul bone, the most precious treasure of the Haotian Sect, the first of the three major sects, is only more than 50,000 years old.
These small forces can't even produce a ten thousand year soul bone, let alone a hundred thousand year soul bone?
In the entire auction house, only the Spirit Hall can offer a hundred thousand year soul bone.
Bibi Dong's face turned pale at this moment. She never expected that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere.
What was even more unexpected was that someone was willing to exchange a 100,000-year-old soul bone for this so-called ninth-level soul guide cannonball, the details of which were unknown.
Now that things like gold soul coins are gone, we can plunder ordinary people.
But the hundred thousand year soul bone is gone. Do I have to kill another hundred thousand year soul beast?
What worries Bibi Dong even more is that this Soul Douluo can actually take out a 100,000-year soul bone. There must be an extremely powerful force behind him.
Moreover, this force is probably even more hidden than the Butian Pavilion.
"Ghost Elder, after the auction is over, you must keep a close eye on this Soul Douluo."
Bibi Dong exhaled and gave instructions to the ghost behind her.
"yes."
The ghost who reacted quickly obeyed the order.
"It seems that no one has offered a higher price?"
Ye Ling waited for a moment, his eyes focused on a few private rooms.
And the only response he got was still silence.
"Well, in that case, I declare on behalf of the Butian Pavilion that the final winner of this ninth-level fixed-type soul guide cannonball is this gentleman."
Ye Ling clapped softly as he spoke.
Following his action, applause broke out throughout the auction hall.
Those who get what they want will naturally feel satisfied, and those who don't get what they want will also feel that they have learned something new.
Of course, more eyes were looking at the middle-aged man in black robe.
Although Soul Douluo is considered a strong man in Douluo Continent, he is not the top strong man.
In addition to the Spirit Hall, the other major forces also inevitably had some strange thoughts in their hearts.
If you can't rob inside the Butian Pavilion, does that mean you can't rob outside the Butian Pavilion?
The middle-aged man was naturally aware of these subtle gazes directed at him.
"Young Master Ye, let's not bother with those nonsense anymore."
The middle-aged man in black robe directly threw the lead box containing the soul bone in his hand to Ye Ling.
"I'm handing the soul bone over to you directly. Can I take it away now?"
Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand towards the booth.
Under the invisible force field, this quasi-level nine fixed-type soul guide shell flew in front of Ye Ling in full view of everyone.
"Since you are so anxious, please come in."
The middle-aged man in black robe stepped forward immediately after hearing this. After carefully examining it for a while, he found nothing wrong and then loaded the quasi-ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shell into his own storage soul guide device.
"The deal is done, I'll take my leave now."
"As for the other things I bought, please store them for me at Butian Pavilion. I'll come pick them up after a while."
After the middle-aged man in black robe put away the soul guide, he handed Ye Ling a gold card.
"This includes the cost of the items I bought at the auction, and the rest is the storage fee."
"Sure, sure."
Ye Ling took the gold card and said that as long as the money was in place, everything would be fine.
The middle-aged man in black robe nodded slightly, and no longer exchanged greetings with Ye Ling. He bowed slightly and disappeared from the spot.
Of course, along with him, there disappeared many people who were responsible for following him.
"All the items in this auction have been sold. Thank you very much for participating today."
Ye Ling spoke loudly towards the venue.
"Of course, if you didn't win the item you wanted, don't be discouraged. We have prepared some gifts for all the participants in the auction."
"In the future, please continue to support the products of our Butian Chamber of Commerce."
In fact, the so-called gift is just a small storage ring.
Now, the Butian Pavilion can fully mass-produce this kind of low-end soul guide, while other forces still regard it as a treasure.
It can only be said that a technological gap has formed between Butian Pavilion and other forces.
The auction has ended, and the major forces naturally left the Butian Chamber of Commerce in groups of three or two.
Those who win items at the auction need to pay before they can take the items away.
"What did you say?"
"Why can't we accept your gifts from the Butian Pavilion?"
At the entrance of the Butian Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, Yu Xiaogang's face turned red.
This time, he and his mistress not only returned empty-handed, but were also severely humiliated.
Even the father of his disciple and his backer Tang Hao died in the Butian Pavilion.
Now he can't even receive a gift, how can he not be angry?