Chapter 8061 Black Market Auction

After one glance, Feng Tianxing concluded that this black market contained the biggest shady story in the entire Hongwu Academy.

However, this also facilitated Feng Tianxing's series of follow-up methods.

I'm not afraid that there are many places like this, but I'm afraid that I don't know.

"Shengdeli, you did me a big favor this time."

Feng Tianxing's words directly made Sheng Deli look confused and stunned.

What the hell is this?

He clearly didn't do anything, so why did he help him so much?

Obviously, Sundry didn't 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 hands.

Now that the stock of silk is increasing, Feng Tianxing needs a huge market. The ordinary demons and the rewards from tasks alone cannot consume the silk at all.

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 need.

“Where is the stuff for sale?”

Sundry slapped his head.

"This sale requires a guarantee, and the goods need to be inspected. How about this, I will take you to the auction."

"There are no such rules for auctions."

After thinking about it, Feng Tianxing felt that the auction was not bad, so he simply followed Sundry to the black market auction.

This place is in the center of the black market, and there are many demons guarding it outside. Even Sundry had to go through some inspections before entering.

Entering it, amidst the cheers of the demons, Feng Tianxing saw what was being auctioned, a human.

The demon auctioneer looked proud.

"We spent a lot of effort to get this human race. It is said that he still has a large number of human skills in his hands. Although he is a little old and can't do anything, a strong human race who has lived for who knows how many thousands of years, There is still a lot of value.”

"For example, he may know where the humans are hiding, he may have a way to decipher the human skills, or there may be other treasures."

Under the introduction of the demon auctioneer, these demons gradually became interested in bidding for this demon.

Feng Tianxing was not in a hurry, he just sat aside with Sheng Deli and watched quietly.

He did want to save the human race, but for the human race in front of him, he had better forget it.

If Feng Tianxing saves him, he will only get himself into trouble and affect the overall situation under his arrangement.

With Feng Tianxing's silence, the joy of an auction began.

And this auction also made Feng Tianxing know for once how urgent his situation was.

It would be very disadvantageous for the powerful human beings who are now scattered and hiding all over the world if they wake up without any hiding place and fall directly into the siege of the demons.

These powerful men who have been sleeping for who knows how long are the inherited fire seeds left by the human race in ancient times. Unfortunately, they only have the function of inheritance.

As the bidding price rose, the special silk count gradually began. Feng Tianxing just listened indifferently, indifferent.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The old man who was thrown to the ground like a corpse opened his mouth. While a burst of spiritual energy surged, countless skills appeared in the air.

Such a strange scene instantly made all the demons present cheer in unison.

"It's really a human technique!"

"Damn it, I want this! Thirty pieces of silk!"

"What's it called! The number of this skill is more than that, I will give you three hundred silks!"

…

Amidst the bidding sounds of the demons, countless skill files were floating beside the old man, and Feng Tianxing finally slowly opened his eyes.

Countless familiar techniques appeared in front of me. These are techniques that humans will almost certainly come into contact with during their practice.

Just by looking at it, Feng Tianxing knew that this was definitely a legacy left specifically for future generations.

The demon clan suppressed the human race's inheritance earlier than he expected.

Before the human race completely fell, these inheritance of skills had been deliberately protected by the human race.

Now, looking at the human lying on the ground on the high platform, Feng Tianxing's eyes were slightly blurred.

The number of demons present was too terrifying, and he really couldn't save them.

Then, it can only be destroyed.

In the case where the human race's skills have not been leaked too much, destroying all of this will at least not allow the demons to obtain the inheritance of the human race, or at least not allow them to gain insight into the human race's skills and methods.

Feng Tianxing stood up and raised his hand.

"Thirty thousand silk."

As Feng Tianxing's words fell, the entire auction house suddenly fell into silence.

But Feng Tianxing knew that things would never stop there.

He was about to release a little poison from his body, and when all the demons' attention was on him, it penetrated into the human's body.

The price I paid was high enough, and it was almost equal to my entire current net worth, which I had just appraised when I entered.

He only brought 30,000 pieces of silk.

The demon auctioneer was slightly stunned and looked at Feng Tianxing carefully.

"Do you have the credentials to afford this price?"

Nowadays, the value of silk is higher than the currency of the demons. Thirty thousand silk is already an unimaginably terrifying amount.

Even if Feng Tianxing is now wearing silk and gorgeous clothes, he can't make this demon feel at ease.

Feng Tianxing can only use the certificate to prove himself.

Feng Tianxing deliberately fumbled in his arms for a while, delaying for a while before taking out a certificate.

The demon auctioneer took a slight breath.

This new news, maybe there is a mine at home, right?

Even the admiral may not be able to get these 30,000 pieces of silk.

"Okay, thirty thousand silks at a time."

The hands of the demon auctioneer were trembling as he struck the first hammer.

If the deal is concluded, he will get three thousand silks. This is the rule of the black market.

And three thousand silks is a number that all the resources combined since he entered the black market until now can't match it.

If you get it, you will be completely transformed.

Snapped.

The second hammer fell.

"Thirty thousand silks for the second time."

Seeing that the deal was about to be concluded, a demon suddenly spoke.

"Forty thousand silk, I think this thing is worth much more than that."

Following the demon's voice, everyone's attention fell on the demon.

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 towards the void above their heads.

Demons like them are all low-level existences. The truly wealthy demons naturally enjoy different treatment from them.

Even the identity is kept completely confidential.

Treating them this way is also how the black market protects them.

"Forty thousand silks at a time!"

The eyes of the demon auctioneer began to turn red, which was a sign of excitement.