266: The road narrowed

There are one hundred rootless fruits, which will be auctioned multiple times in random quantities, but each person can only use it once.

The starting price for the first rootless fruit is 300,000 magic crystals.

As soon as the Masked Man's voice fell, someone immediately bid 500,000 magic crystals.

But almost less than a second after that price appeared, someone bid 550,000.

Gu Qinghan even tried to bid once, but since too many people were participating in the auction at this time, he decided to wait for the remaining ninety-nine.

One was too few for him; he wanted to bid for several more, just in case.

The atmosphere in the Auction House was fervent, not only referring to the bidding but also the battles on the first floor.

Whether Contractors or Professionals, they all had reasons to fight desperately.

"This is getting more and more wrong. If this continues, at least half of the people on the first floor will be lost."

Some people were bidding, some were watching the slaughter below, but Gu Qinghan was thinking about other things.

It should be known that these people were all Professionals or Contractors above level 25, belonging to the backbone in any place.

He increasingly felt that the purpose of this auction was not to allow people to gain stronger power, but to make Contractors and Professionals fight each other.

Although somewhat cruel, it was still reasonable.

However, Gu Qinghan's intuition told him that things were not as simple as he imagined.

The auction for the first rootless fruit quickly ended, with a final transaction price of 800,000 magic crystals.

But such a high price did not calm people down; instead, it became a catalyst for slaughter.

Stimulated by blood, they would only feel that they had to kill more people to be qualified to participate in the auction.

Subsequently, an insect master class scroll was auctioned off, and then ten more scrolls were listed.

"Ten insect master class scrolls, starting bid, three million magic crystals!"

After the Masked Man said this, for once, no one immediately made a bid.

Three million magic crystals would require killing at least three hundred people on the first floor, or killing about thirty Maimed Demons before coming here.

Neither of these conditions was achievable by most people.

Moreover, normal people would not need so many class change scrolls; those who would bid must be from large forces.

"Five million magic crystals!"

Suddenly, a voice that Gu Qinghan found somewhat familiar rang out, attracting the attention of everyone on the top floor.

Gu Qinghan followed the voice and saw a man with a buzz cut gently removing his hand from the button, while turning his head to respond to the gazes directed at him.

As soon as Gu Qinghan saw the other party's very striking peach blossom eyes, he knew his identity.

No one else on this floor spoke, nor did anyone raise the price.

Clearly, everyone recognized Chu Tian, who had shown strong performance last time.

"This guy must be doing it on purpose; these ten class change scrolls are going to lose money..."

Gu Qinghan was rather helpless; the people on the two lower floors shouldn't be fools either.

Seeing that even the people on the very top weren't bidding, they could probably guess some things.

"Add one thousand!"

Piao Jun's voice suddenly rang out, making everyone on the first floor turn their gaze.

A hint of confusion appeared in their eyes; they didn't seem to find such a voice in their memory.

At least, it wasn't among those who performed brilliantly last time.

Gu Qinghan almost laughed out loud; Piao Jun, this guy, really enjoys watching the fun and doesn't mind making things bigger.

However, this also happened to raise the price that Chu Tian had suppressed; Piao Jun might genuinely not be afraid of the other party now.

Chu Tian's hand visibly trembled; he looked over in confusion and immediately met a provocative gaze.

"Six million magic crystals..."

"Add one thousand!"

This time, everyone, except those on the very bottom floor, turned their gaze to the topmost floor.

This Auction House was very peculiar; as long as one wanted to look somewhere, the visual obstructions would magically disappear without causing any impact.

Therefore, everyone could see that among the VIPs on the top, two people were staring at each other without backing down.

Chu Tian's lips behind his mask were trembling slightly; he took a deep look at Piao Jun, remembered his clothes, and then slapped the button again:

"Seven million... If you add more, it's yours."

But when he said this, Piao Jun actually shrank directly into his seat.

"Don't let me find out who you are..."

Chu Tian took a deep breath; it wasn't that he lacked these extra two million magic crystals.

The Shangjing Military had brought him an enormous amount of magic crystals this time, precisely so he could bring enough good things back.

What frustrated him was that the person who made him raise the price twice was clearly doing it deliberately to drive up the price.

He could confirm that he had never met the other party, and this inexplicable malice made him vigilant.

The forty Insect Master scrolls, auctioned in four separate batches later, saw much fiercer competition than this one.

Piao Jun still added a few prices, but always stopped directly when the other party bid seven million.

At this point, everyone roughly knew Piao Jun's assets, which should be just under seven million magic crystals.

After all, no one dared to bid recklessly at an auction, especially those who had participated last time.

The masks on their faces were not just entry tickets to the auction but also a means to eliminate them if they did not follow the rules.

After the insect master class scroll auction ended, the Masked Man suddenly produced an item of extremely twisted appearance.

"Next up for auction is a bronze-grade secret realm key.

Starting bid, four hundred thousand magic crystals."

The appearance of this item made many people somewhat confused.

They did not know about the existence of secret realms, so not many people participated in the bidding.

Someone inquired about the use of the secret realm key, and quickly received an explanation from the Masked Man:

"This secret realm is called the Wild Sand Secret Realm. Not only can you kill monsters in it to gain experience, but you can also obtain some powerful equipment and items.

Clearing the secret realm can even unlock a dungeon of that secret realm, providing a stable leveling ground."

These words once again caused a stir among many people, who continuously bid and competed.

But more people showed thoughtful expressions.

Gu Qinghan's eyes were sharp; a bronze-grade secret realm key held no appeal for him, except for the so-called Lord of the Secret Realm within it.

However, the price of this secret realm key had already reached over a million magic crystals, and it was hard to say whether the Lord of the Secret Realm in such a low-grade secret realm could awaken a Death Swordsman.

But this auction had only just begun, and a secret realm key, which only appeared in the second half of the previous auction, had already appeared, so there would definitely be no shortage of good things later.

After this item, some other items with various effects appeared, and Gu Qinghan even successfully bid for five rootless fruits.

Along with the fifty-odd Master Swordsman class scrolls, they were all auctioned off at an average price of over a million magic crystals per scroll.

"Alright, the next item is the last item of our first half of the auction.

A diamond-grade item, the Time Rift Secret Realm Key!

Starting bid, one million magic crystals!"

As the words fell, Gu Qinghan's body immediately tensed.

The fatty had hinted to him before that there would be something in this auction that could help him rescue Chen Yuting.

Chen Yuting was by the river of time, and this secret realm was called the Time Rift.

"Two million magic crystals!" Someone on the second floor quickly reported a price.

Gu Qinghan suppressed the excitement in his heart, slowly placed his hand on the button, and reported his price:

"Five million magic crystals..."

The first bidder snorted coldly and added another million magic crystals without showing any weakness.

He provocatively looked towards the topmost floor, wanting to see who was bidding against him.

But as he looked up, he immediately trembled in fright.

He didn't know why, but almost everyone on the top floor was looking at him, and their eyes seemed to hold the same emotion.

That emotion seemed to be called pity...