The million spent was definitely the most worthwhile one. But at the same time, Tang Lan also offended the private room No. 3, which he failed to bid for. Suddenly, the door of the No. 3 private room opened, and a voice suddenly came out: "You stole my things, and you will never leave here safely today!" These words contained long-suppressed anger, but due to the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, they still did not take action against Tang Lan and others. This voice was transmitted through external broadcasting, and could be heard not only in Tang Lan's private room. All the bidders in the ninety private rooms around could hear it. This external broadcast was originally intended to be used in special circumstances, but the owner of the broadcast threatened Tang Lan in this way, regardless of the ban of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. The other private rooms around were extremely quiet at this time. The bidders in the private rooms looked at Private Rooms No. 3 and No. 12 with different expressions. As we all know, the private rooms of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce determine the identity and status of the other party.

Although it may not be completely accurate, there is still a qualitative difference between the Earth Rank and the Heavenly Tribulation. There is also a huge difference between the private rooms No. 12 and No. 3, because the private room No. 12 will be given by the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce to those who are of great value to the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. Among them, most people were there to watch the fun, hoping that the bidders in the two private rooms would fight each other. Then they can come and reap the benefits. But what surprised them was that there was no reaction at all in private room number 12. A bidder in a private room of Tianzi laughed coldly, "The people in private room No. 13 of Tianzi are really patient. Being threatened in public by the other party, do they even have no dignity left?" "Humph, if that guy dares to say that to us, I promise to make him look bad!" In the No. 4 private room, a man with a centipede-like scar on his head sneered. The beautiful middle-aged woman at the side smiled and agreed, "If I'm not mistaken, the people in room number three should be from the Zhenhai Sect!" "These guys are usually extremely arrogant. Last time, they had a conflict with my Rock Family and threatened to destroy us within a month." "If those old guys from the main family hadn't forbidden us to take action, I would have wiped out their sect long ago!" The scarred man spoke in a cold voice, his palms clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds as he spoke. A strong murderous intent enveloped the entire VIP room, and the two female photographers in cheongsams were so frightened that their faces turned pale. I stood in the corner trembling, but didn't dare to say a word. "The elders must have their own plans for doing this! They are much more cunning than us." "I advise you not to act rashly. After all, we are not the only ones here. Several other forces are also eyeing us covetously." The middle-aged beautiful woman's expression gradually became serious, and she began to remind the scarred man. Unexpectedly, the scarred man suddenly smiled and said: "Lingyue, do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't use his brain?"

"Fighting with them on Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's territory will only create another rival for us. I'm not stupid." "It won't be too late to seek revenge on them after we leave Holy Flame City." After saying this, the scarred man no longer paid any attention to the beautiful middle-aged woman called Ling Yue, but directly bid a high price of four million on the translucent stone wall in front of him. Ma Lin's voice soon rang out at the auction venue: "Let us congratulate the VIP in the No. 4 private room for winning the ninth-rank soul guide, the Dragon Soul Sword!" After asking the auctioneer in the private room, Tang Lan learned that there were a total of twenty treasures up for auction in this core auction. On average, four items are auctioned off every hour, and it takes five hours to complete. Only more than two hours have passed, and there are still eight items waiting to be auctioned. Tang Lan was certain that among these eight soul guides there must be what Ma Lin had mentioned as the grand finale, which was also the rarest treasure in this auction. Time passed quietly, and soon there were only three items left in the auction. Although the previous lots were all very good, Tang Lan felt that they were not good enough to be called the finale treasure by Ma Lin. “This next item is completely different from the previous lot!” "It can be said that those who need it will treasure it, while those who don't need it will regard it as an invitation from the God of Hell." "Without further ado, let's take a look at what this thing is!" As he finished speaking, Ma Lin had already uncovered the red cloth on the table. In the box below is currently placed a beast skin scroll, which seems to have been specially treated, making it impervious to water and fire, and able to be preserved for a longer period of time. Apart from this, there were no other fluctuations. "What is this? It looks very ordinary. Could it be that Wanbao Chamber of Commerce took it by mistake?" "Impossible. Who is the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce? How could they make such a mistake? I think that thing must be a powerful martial arts manual, or a treasure map somewhere." In the other VIP rooms, people began to raise questions and make guesses. Ma Lin started to introduce: "This parchment scroll contains a topographic map of nearly 60% of the Sea of ​​Death!" "It's a copy of the Sea of ​​Death exploration map left behind by Kunpeng Douluo!" "Although it is a copy, the content is exactly the same as the original. The starting price is million gold soul coins!" As soon as the words fell, the entire auction hall could hear a pin drop. This time, everyone stopped their actions in perfect harmony, and everyone was quietly looking at the scroll in the box on the field. "What? It's actually a topographical map of the Sea of ​​Death! Isn't this thing lost?" "Yeah, I didn't expect to see a copy of the topographic map here today. That senior back then could never have imagined what would happen today." "This thing is simply a jinx. You guys should just bid for it. Even if I give it to you, someone as unlucky as me will be beaten to the point of vomiting." Exclamations were heard from the surrounding private rooms.

After knowing this, these people subconsciously chose to retreat. Even if the thing was given to them for free, these people would not want the token. After all, good things also have to have a reputation, and ordinary people cannot handle such treasures. After a long while, a faint voice said, "Two million, eight hundred and seventy thousand!" This price is not high in the current auction market and can only be regarded as the bottom price of ninth-level soul guides. The guest in private room No. 12 actually bought the map of the Sea of ​​Death. There isn't much reference to the price of this thing. But Tang Lan was the first one to raise the sign and bid a high price: "Three million nine hundred and twenty thousand gold soul coins, it is indeed a bit exaggerated." (End of this chapter)