Chapter 95: A Lot Worth Ten Million

"Unfortunately, the value of this luminous pearl is only about one hundred thousand yuan."

"But those are the auction house's rules. We hope the guest who buys the luminous pearl can understand."

After paying, the merchant was still muttering under his breath, "Damn, what rotten luck!"

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At this moment, my grandfather was already craning his neck to inspect the arrangement of the bronze coffins. In fact, the spaces between those coffins were filthy and cluttered, strewn with animal bones, stones, and many hides.

"What a strange thing. I never even caught a glimpse of Old Tong, and somehow he got knocked out for no reason!" After saying that, Tong Meng kept muttering to himself.

Clearly, driving the ground talismans and the ice-armored giant had already exceeded the limit of her strength.

Fu Mandie was deeply moved and grateful, and naturally said many words of praise. Zeng Yi, who rarely received such heartfelt thanks from anyone, actually felt rather embarrassed.

In all his long years, from life to death and then from death back to life, the King of Fierce Nether had never seen anyone cultivate so many Dao-seeking arts at once. He had not even heard of such a thing.

About five minutes later, a sudden breeze rose, lifting Su Daji with a thud. Then, on the distant horizon, a yellow sandstorm began to sweep across the land.

Before he could finish, Jiazi Leg said mockingly, "So Doctor Zhu Tao means we're behind the times, is that it?" Behind him, many members of the tomb-raiding clans were also filled with righteous indignation.

"My token? What token?" Though Wei Jie was furious, he was still greatly startled by those words.

First, it may be that this child and the things buried in those bronze coffins are extremely dangerous beings—either guardians of the third level, or something meant to prevent whatever lies below the third level from coming up. After all, the Black Mountain Old Demon is down there.

"What happened? Is it dawn already?" The fat man looked around, but there was not a single window in sight.

Zhong Qiniang had traveled and labored all the way, and her body was not as robust as his. Naturally, she felt both physically and mentally exhausted. After resting for several days, she finally recovered somewhat. Seeing Zhao Shi come over, she was delighted.

"Somewhere out of sight?" The Japanese employee no longer questioned his superior, but inwardly he kept sighing in wonder.

"Alas, it isn't all caused by smoking. I'm getting old, and all my organs are starting to fail!" Old Gu said in a muffled voice. Though he still held the cigarette in his hand, he hardly smoked it.

Para squeezed the trigger and fired a burst toward the position indicated by Yan Fenghuo, suppressing the enemy who was trying to raise his rifle and shoot. At the same time, two men in the middle of Blood Shark Bak's team raised their rifles and were about to fire.

The Nine Heavens Universal Transformative Divine Thunder was indeed worthy of being one of the twelve great arts inherited by the Taiyi Sect for more than ten thousand years. It truly contained endless transformations, a hundred and a thousand roads, all chosen by the heart.

Even if some shareholders could not clearly see the future, Wang Qinian could still persuade them. Once Wang Qinian explained things clearly, many of the company's strategies would be smoothly carried out.

With a thought, Jing Younan caused the jade ruler to leap up on its own, rising into the astral clouds above the Heavenly Gate, where it swallowed and exhaled radiance, nourishing itself.

Looking at Bissel's corpse lying on the ground, he suddenly felt a pang of emotion. Perhaps from the day he stepped onto this road, his fate had already been sealed. After so many narrow escapes from death, who could say for certain whether he too would not meet the same end?

Jing Younan praised him aloud. The other man's cultivation of the Yin-Yang Spirit God Transformation, though inferior to his own Three Sacred Art, was still exceedingly ingenious. Moreover, with yin and yang giving rise to change, the other man was clearly blessed with no small amount of fortune.

Although its power was limited, and it had even lost its most important bargaining chip, Pei Yuehua believed that where there is life, there is hope; sooner or later, she would find a way.