Perhaps all beings who come to Jiu Bao City have their own purposes.
Some for pills, some for weapons, some for cultivation techniques... They do not attend every auction, but they will definitely stay in Jiu Bao City until the last day.
In addition to the beings already in the auction venue, a small part of the beings at the peak of the divine realm quietly poured into this small world on this day and walked into the exclusive VIP rooms.
When Su Huai and Zhang Yuanyuan returned from the guest visit to the Qing Tian Zhu clan and stepped into the Qian No. 4 box belonging to the Origin Association again, there were already three figures in the box.
[No. 2] Gardener, Yuan Ding Talmos.
[No. 6] Doctor, Gu Fu Si.
[No. 7] Tailor, Chong Lan.
As the founder of the Origin Association, No. 1 "Wandering Soul" still did not show up, No. 3 was closed in the Golden Skull tribe, No. 4 was not interested in the auction, No. 8 was also closed, trying to break through to the realm of the domain master.
In addition to the above four, more than half of the nine members of the Origin Association were present, gathered in this "narrow" room of less than 500 square meters.
Su Huai had previously had contact with No. 2 and No. 6, so after entering the room, his attention was attracted by the previously met [No. 7].
[Splicer]; Chong Lan
[Race]; Human/Ghost/Soul/Elf
[Level]; Intermediate Domain Master
[Authority]; Creation Department · Composite Creation
[Status]; Self-modification
[Emotion]; Curious
[Psychological State]; Friendly/Slight Malice
Chong Lan was still wearing that white robe, with the hem stained with the blood of some unknown creature.
He was still wearing the white half-face mask that describes his identity, with a complex pattern representing the Origin Association in the upper left corner, and a weird [7] in the middle of the pattern.
However, the race item in the data column was squeezed with four, just like playing mahjong, and it is not known whether it is because of the mixed blood of the four races or because he has done some perverted modification to his body.
Su Huai guessed it was the latter, and he also thought that No. 7 should have already modified himself beyond recognition, otherwise, why would he still wear a mask in this situation where everyone is their own people?
Especially there is a tall figure behind him, before Su Huai and Zhang Yuanyuan came in, No. 2 and No. 6 were surrounded by that tall figure, pointing and discussing.
It is still the Dead Butcher as the main body, and the branches of the terrifying scarecrow as the spine, but after a few years, the head of this monster has been changed to a deer head with huge antlers, and behind it, there is also a blood-red scorpion tail.
It has already taken the embryonic form of a 'stitched monster'.
When the two's line of sight met, No. 7 suddenly smiled.
"Nine, long time no see, nice to meet you."
Although he was full of crazy breath all over, No. 7's voice was unexpectedly gentle, just like a ray of warm sun at the end of winter and the beginning of spring, just right, refreshing.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Su Huai."
No. 7 was stunned, then he smiled and replied: "Chong Lan."
Su Huai noticed that at the moment when he said his own name, the slight malice in the other party's psychological state suddenly disappeared and became purely friendly.
The auction has not officially started yet, and a few people from the Origin Association are still chatting.
In a sense, people like No. 7 who engage in body modification are born villains because such people disregard natural laws and life.
But Su Huai felt that No. 7 was still too conservative when listening to their discussion.
The main content is as follows:
[Gardener]; "This tail is so ugly, there is a mole next to the scorpion sting, Ah Qi, your aesthetic is not good."
[Doctor]: "The tail of the Lava Blood Scorpion, huh? Wait, there is a mole next to the scorpion sting, is it on the right side, is it a blue mole?"
[Gardener]: "Hey? It's really, little Elena, how do you know?"
[Doctor]: "Ah, Talmos sister, I said don't call me like that!"
"As for why I know... it's because I took some scorpion venom and once poisoned the queen of the Lava Blood Scorpion tribe with another poison, it is said that the scorpion king likes the mole on the queen's tail the most. So when I took the scorpion venom, I paid special attention to this feature of its tail."
"But... the strength of the Blood Scorpion Queen Nohmil Kailir is as high as the late stage of the domain master, how did Ah Qi get its tail?"
[Tailor]: "Thanks to the bottle of anesthetic you gave, Gu Fu Si."
[Doctor]: "Anesthetic? What anesthetic? The bottle I gave you last time?"
[Tailor]: "Yes."
[Doctor]; "..."
[Doctor]: "Be a person, Ah Qi, that's not an anesthetic, that's poison."
[Tailor]; "It's the same."
[Doctor]: "Tsk, I heard that the Lava Blood Scorpion tribe's scorpion king and queen are extremely in love, if you do this, the scorpion king will be sad, maybe he will start a lifelong pursuit of you."
[Tailor]: "No."
No. 7's fingers gently stroked the Origin Ring on his left hand, and with a boom, he threw out a few more red scorpion tails.
[Tailor]; "The scorpion king, the other two wives of the scorpion king, and the lover of the queen are all here, their family is neat and tidy, no one will be sad."
Su Huai swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What a tragic case of extermination.
If the scorpion king's family is in heaven, they will definitely thank you for your thoughtfulness and fulfillment.
Fortunately, the conversation between the few did not last long, at least the extermination did not evolve into a disaster of the clan.
The last auction began.
The auctioneer was a golden skeleton wrapped in white cloth, holding a golden scepter, wearing a golden laurel crown, looking like a last pharaoh who crawled out of the Egyptian pyramid, but it was indistinguishable whether it was male or female, um... It seems that it doesn't make sense to worry about the gender of a skeleton.
It gently touched the scepter, and the huge auction platform immediately split in the middle.
The sound of iron chains colliding echoed in the hall, and a square iron cage with a length, width, and height of nearly ten meters, covered with a curtain, engraved with runes and magic arrays, slowly rose.
The skeleton pharaoh did not introduce himself, and the soul fire in his eyes flashed, grabbing a corner of the iron cage, and lifting the gray curtain covering the cage.
"The head of the Night Shadow Demon Clan, a slave at the half-step domain god level."
"Starting bid, 200 million world currency."