As expected, after the bidding price of the willful Number 55, another string of numbers appeared on the surface of the auction mirror.

"The number one of the 88th meeting bid two billion Spirit Coin." He raised the price by one billion Spirit Coin.

At the thousand venue, everyone was startled and then burst into laughter.

When he was at the First s, number 55 had double the amount compared to the others, going from five hundred million to one billion. But now, he had been raised ten times by the others.

"Haha, I'm going to die from laughter. That Number 55 thinks that he's rich, but if he were to have the ability, he would have doubled it."

"You underestimate him too much. I think he can double it, maybe triple it. We don't understand the world of the rich, haha .."

"Let's see if he will bid again. Two billion Spirit Coin is already a very high price."

Everyone was discussing and speculating whether that Number 55 would continue to raise the bid.

In the 66th meeting hall, Wu Hui frowned slightly. This Sky Ribbon's starting price was a billion Spirit Coin, and he had only offered a starting price, but there were people who directly doubled it. It seemed that the Liang Clan's almighty being was not happy about his only bid.

Wu Hui possessed the External Strength, which was just enough for him to cultivate and analyze. To Wu Hui, a billion Spirit Coin was not many, or even extremely cheap.

And right now, this White Tiger fur was even more important to Wu Hui. Regardless of whether others were dissatisfied or not, against him, Wu Hui would definitely not let him go.

All right, but am I rich and willful?" "Then I'll do it willfully." "Wu Hui's gaze slightly froze. With a flick of his Spiritual Sense, another message appeared in the bidding mirror.

"Number fifty-five of the six hundred million six hundred million Spirit Coin bid."

With this price being raised, the previously noisy atmosphere of the thousands of venues immediately fell into silence. Everyone stared at the piece of information in a daze, unable to make a single turn no matter how hard they looked.

from two billion Spirit Coin to ten billion Spirit Coin. This was not two times nor three times, it was four times more than normal. Those who had previously mocked Number 55 had complicated looks on their faces. They were shocked and envious.

A complicated expression flashed across his face before finally becoming somewhat dejected, "I never thought that a dignified Liang Clan of mine, a Pill Sovereign, would actually be defeated by someone. Ten billion Spirit Coin, even if I were to gather all of my resources, it would still take decades, or even hundreds of years."

This person was not very tall. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with no hair on his face and a white face. He looked very ordinary, but his eyes emitted a faint yellow flame.

Hehe, I never thought that the famous and famous Sword Immortal of the Liang Clan would actually worry about money, do you want me to lend you some? At this moment, a light laughter rang out, and a green figure appeared beside Sword Immortal Liang.

This person looked to be around forty to fifty years old as well. He had a broad face, a slightly plump body, and a face full of smiles. He looked extremely rich.

"Leng Yunfu, you don't have to laugh at me. You are also a Pill Sovereign, if you have the ability, go and bid for that Sky Ribbon." The Sword Immortal refused to be outdone as he retorted.

"I am not interested in that Sky Ribbon, but I am extremely interested in number 55. Ten billion Spirit Coin, other than Pill Sovereign and Martial Saint Rankers, ordinary people would not be able to afford it, even normal Martial Sovereign Expert would not be able to afford it." Leng Yunfu looked at the message with a face of surprise.

On the stage, in the bidding mirror, there was no longer any movement. Ten billion Spirit Coin s, this had already created the record for all the previous auctions of Treasure Pavilion.

When Wu Hui took out the Sky Ribbon, his face was full of excitement, but he knew that this was not the time to investigate. With a flick of his wrist, he put away the Sky Ribbon.

The money Wu Hui traded with was not enough, even with the three pellets he had at the auction, he only had six to seven billion Spirit Coin s. However, with regards to Treasure Pavilion's transactions, it was not just money alone, Wu Hui directly transferred the ten Grade Eight Medicinal Pill s into the number space to exchange for the white tiger's hair. A single Grade Eight Medicinal Pill, would be worth a billion even if it was the most ordinary kind of Grade Eight Medicinal Pill, and in auction like him, the price was much higher than that.

Ten billion Spirit Coin was already a sky-high price, so the auction at the auction went into a frenzy once again.

"Wu Danzun, what did you just exchange for this Sky Ribbon?" He knew that the other party was rich, but he did not expect the other party to be rich to such an extent. The bidding price of two billion Spirit Coin directly increased to ten billion Spirit Coin, but Wu Hui's face did not change at all.

"He only used ten Grade Eight Medicinal Pill." said. Obtaining the Sky Ribbon, Wu Hui was extremely satisfied. He also had a faint smile on his face.

"Just ten Grade Eight Medicinal Pill, that's all!" The cold middle sword's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch a few times, and for a moment, didn't know how to ask. He had spent all his wealth and couldn't even afford a single Grade Eight Qi Gathering Pill, but for the other party's pills, he didn't even dare blink.

"Oh right, Martial Sovereign Liang, your Black Tortoise Armor Fragment is of great use to me. I hope you will not decline this Grade Eight Qi Gathering Pill." Thinking about something, Wu Hui took out the porcelain bottle from his hands.

"Is this a Grade Eight Qi Gathering Pill?" Before this, he had always thought that Wu Hui would at most take out a tier-seven pellet. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rejected him so easily;

"That's right." Wu Hui nodded his head. The turtle-shell had fallen from the Divine Beast Black Tortoise's body, and the Sky Ribbon that fell from the Divine Beast's body was extremely important to Wu Hui, so they were evenly matched. Since he could exchange ten Grade Eight Medicinal Pill s for a Sky Ribbon and one pellet for a tortoise shell, Wu Hui had gained an advantage.

When Auction items s appeared one after another, everyone was guessing whether the rich and willful Number Fifty-five would still bid. Unfortunately, when the entire auction came to an end, Number Fifty-five did not bid again. However, the amount he had contributed was the highest in the entire clan. Ten billion plus the previous one billion, this number fifty-five could be said to be an extremely large sum, and everyone guessed that it was very likely that he was the Pill Sovereign s, because only the Supreme Expert of Pill Sovereign s would have such an ability.

"Martial Sovereign Liang, I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." Wu Hui planned to study the turtle shell and fur he obtained, especially the White Tiger's fur. This time, the Liang Clan was here to obtain the blood essence so he would naturally not let go of the items related to the White Tiger.

"This... At first, the clan would still send Pill Sovereign s to welcome Wu Danzun. Since Wu Danzun has matters to attend to, then go ahead and do whatever you need to. " The cold middle sword said, her face showing a trace of gratitude, as if she had fulfilled her wish by obtaining a Grade Eight Qi Gathering Pill.

Wu Hui never thought that his luck would be so good. During his first trip to the Liang Clan, not only had he obtained a set of Body Arts from another realm, he had also obtained two items related to Divine Beast. Even if the White Tiger's fur and Black Tortoise Armor did not have blood essence, it was still connected to the two Divine Beast s. Wu Hui naturally had to study it.

Wu Hui and Xiao Jiu did not leave the Liang Clan. Furthermore, they had changed their identities, and Wu Hui had become Bai Wuya.

"Let's go, Xiao Jiu, let's go to the Pill Refining Pavilion to look for Regeneration Pill Sovereign." Wu Hui called out to Xiao Jiu, who had already planned to present himself as his disciple until the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion opens two months later. In this period of time, Wu Hui had focused all his efforts on studying the two great Divine Beast s, especially the white tiger's fur.

The Liang Clan's Pill Refining Pavilion was already located on top of the gigantic sword mountain. When Wu Hui and Xiao Jiu got closer, they discovered that the sword mountain was like a huge city, and there were actually city gates guarding it. At this time, there were already over a hundred people waiting to enter the sword mountain.

Wu Hui realised that when all the people from the Liang Clan that entered the Sword Mountain entered the city, they would take out a badge to register his identity. It seemed that the Sword Mountain was not something that ordinary disciples from the Liang Clan could enter.

Wu Hui and Xiao Jiu were not in a hurry either. They quietly lined up and prepared to enter the city.

Although there were a lot of people entering the city, it was very orderly and the Liang Clan disciples had to line up on their own.

When Wu Hui and Xiao Jiu were about to reach him, a yellow figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Wu Hui frowned slightly as he reached out to pat the yellow figure in front of him and said: "Brother, line up at the back."

The person who cut in line was a short man who appeared to be in his thirties. His face had this unhealthy white color to it. His eyes were small, sharp chin, and his nostrils were pointed upwards. It could be said that his facial features were incorrect.

"What are you doing? Aren't I waiting in line?" Do you know who I am? You dare to hit me? My master is a Supreme Expert of Martial Monarch. " The short man looked at Wu Hui with disdain, his entire body releasing the aura of a martial master, it was a Three-star Martial Master.

"I don't care who you are. "How dare you stick in front of me, scram!" Wu Hui did not even look as he bent over and grabbed the short man's shoulders. He threw him casually and the short man flew out a dozen meters and landed on the ground, screaming and groaning.

"Brat, you dare hit me!" The short man grimaced in pain, then crawled to his feet, a trace of rage appearing on his face.

Wu Hui did not even turn his head to look back. Towards this kind of person who thought himself to be high and mighty, Wu Hui had seen quite a few of them.

When the short man saw Wu Hui ignoring him, his face immediately flushed red. Beside him, the low sounds of ridicule had already sounded out, making the short man even more angry.

"Kid, I don't care what status you have in the Liang Clan, if you offend me, Tian Zi, then I will make you suffer the consequences." Leng Mao's figure directly pounced towards Wu Hui.

At this time, Wu Hui had already stood in front of the guard and handed over the identity badge in his hand.

The result of the white clothed gatekeeper's command medallion, his face immediately changed, "This is the Regeneration Pill Sovereign's disciple command medallion!"

Wu Hui nodded.

Putong! With a dull thud, Coldness and shrewdness, which had already reached Wu Hui's head, fell onto the ground. The gaze in which he raised his head to look at Wu Hui, was filled with shock.