Chapter 635

Fire Bird Plume Feather

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Countless gazes gathered on the high platform. A fiery-red plume feather lay quietly in the glass box beside the elder. The color of the flame was exceptionally dazzling.

What was even more frightening was that the terrifying temperature from earlier had come from this plume feather. Although the temperature was far from the earth fire, it was still not to be underestimated.

"This is a plume feather from the ancient demonic beast, the fire bird. This plume feather was accidentally obtained by an expert of our pavilion in a ruin.

Although the fire bird cannot be compared to the ancient divine beast, the phoenix, its body contains a trace of the phoenix bloodline. The plume feather on its body is also not to be underestimated. "

"The starting price of the fire bird plume feather is fifty mid-grade spirit stones!"

With a shake of his sleeve, the elder gently patted the glass box beside him. His clear voice reverberated around the entire seating area.

"So it is the fire bird plume feather!

I thought it was the phoenix plume feather! "

"Although the fire bird has the phoenix bloodline in its body, it is a pity that the bloodline is too rare. It was not a powerful demonic beast in the ancient era. The plume feather on its body is not of much use."

"If it was the phoenix plume feather, there would be demand for it. However, forget about the fire bird plume feather.

Moreover, the starting price is too high. A fire bird plume feather is simply not worth this price. "

The originally expectant crowd shook their heads in disappointment after hearing the elder's introduction. It was obvious that the fire bird plume feather was not of much use to them.

The elder also sensed the deep feelings of the surrounding cultivators and his old face was a little embarrassed. The fire bird plume feather was indeed not of much use to cultivators. Only Arcana Masters could use the fire bird plume feather to refine Yuan Crystals.

When Arcana Masters refined Yuan Crystals, there was a chance of failure. There was only one fire bird plume feather and its starting price was so high that it instantly caused some of the Arcana Masters who wanted to bid for it to give up.

In the private room, Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed as he stared straight at the fire bird's tail feather on the high platform. When the fire bird's tail feather had appeared, the acupuncture points in his body that had been opened by the 'Great Nirvana Sun' had actually faintly trembled. This was a trembling of excitement.

"Could it be that this Fire Bird's Plume Feather is beneficial to the cultivation of Great Sun Nirvana?"

Feeling the acupoints in his body trembling, Zhuowen narrowed his eyes. He knew that this Fire Bird Plume Feather was definitely related to the Nirvana of the Great Sun.

"I must obtain this Firebird's Plume Feather." Zhuowen muttered to himself as he clenched his fist.

The moment the old man's words sounded, not a single person in the entire seating area actually opened their mouths to bid. The surroundings appeared to be extremely quiet, to the point that one could hear a pin drop. This caused the old man to be rather embarrassed, and a helpless expression appeared on his old face.

This Firebird Plume Feather was indeed obtained by an expert in their pavilion, but that expert had entrusted it to them for auction. A portion of the Spirit Stones from the auction would be given to that expert.

Of course, if the price of the Firebird Plume Feather had been a little lower, there might have been quite a few Arcana Masters interested in buying it. However, that expert was very stubborn and insisted on setting the starting price at fifty mid-grade spirit stones. With such a high starting price, it was only natural that fewer people would buy it.

After waiting for a while, the old man saw that no one had opened their mouths and sighed softly. Just as he was about to withdraw the Firebird Plume Feather, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Fifty mid-grade spirit stones, I'll take this Firebird Plume Feather."

As soon as these words were spoken, a group of people on the seating area immediately followed the sound of the voice. Soon after, they discovered that the owner of the voice had come from the box at the very top. At the window of the box was a handsome and graceful young man. The corners of his mouth were curled upwards, and his gaze was gentle. This person was Feng Xiang.

"Who is this person!

This Firebird Plume Feather is completely useless. Is he going to buy it as an ornament? "

"That person is Feng Xiang, a direct descendant of the Feng Clan. In the Feng Clan, he can be considered an outstanding genius. You'd better keep your voice down. The Feng Clan is not to be trifled with."

"So it's someone from the Feng Clan. With the Feng Clan's background, a mere fifty mid-grade spirit stones is really a small amount."

Sitting on the stage, someone immediately recognized Feng Xiang. The others also revealed expressions of relief. With the Feng Clan's background, even if they spent fifty mid-grade spirit stones to buy something useless, they probably wouldn't even frown. This was the benefit of a large clan — they had a deep background.

At this moment, within the box, Feng Xiang was elegant and valiant. His gaze was gentle as he stared at Huangfu Zi Xia. He gently said, "Zi Xia!

I'll buy this Firebird Plume Feather for you. When I go back and make it into a hairpin, I'll personally give it to you. What do you think? "

As soon as Feng Xiang's words came out, Zhuowen, who was beside him, immediately shook his head. This was indeed a prodigal son. Spending fifty mid-grade spirit stones to buy the Firebird Plume Feather was actually just to make it into a hairpin as a gift. Zhuowen didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Jing Yun, who was beside Huangfu Zi Xia, had an expression of envy on her face. Actually, she'd always liked Feng Xiang in her heart. Especially the unique temperament on Feng Xiang's body and his handsome and valiant appearance, all of these had deeply attracted Jing Yun.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiang didn't take a fancy to Jing Yun at all. From the beginning until the end, his gaze had been placed on Huangfu Zi Xia. He'd even spent fifty mid-grade spirit stones to buy the Firebird Plume Feather for Huangfu Zi Xia with the sole purpose of making it into a hairpin as a gift for Huangfu Zi Xia.

However, Huangfu Zi Xia merely glanced coldly at Feng Xiang and said indifferently, "Young Master Feng, Zi Xia appreciates your good intentions. I don't need this Firebird Plume Feather. If Young Master Feng wants to give it to someone, then give it to Jing Yun."

Feng Xiang's face slightly stiffened when he heard this. He rubbed his head and could only force a smile. "Since Zi Xia doesn't like it, then I won't give it to you!"

As he spoke, Feng Xiang's gaze suddenly turned towards Jing Yun who was beside Huangfu Zi Xia, and his gaze was still gentle as he said, "Then Jing Yun, do you want this Firebird Plume Feather?

If you want it, I can also make it into a hairpin for you. "

In the Arcane Arts Guild, Huangfu Zi Xia and Jing Yun had the best relationship. Feng Xiang obviously intended to pursue Huangfu Zi Xia, so naturally, he had to build a good relationship with Jing Yun.

Jing Yun was stunned, and immediately a trace of shyness appeared on her face. She lowered her head and said softly, "Since Young Master Feng is so polite, Jing Yun naturally won't refuse."

"Don't worry, this Firebird Plume Feather will definitely suit you very well. It will definitely look good on you." Feng Xiang smiled faintly.

"If Young Master Feng says it looks good, then it will definitely look good." Jing Yun had the posture of a little girl as she said shyly.

Looking at Jing Yun's shy posture, Zhuowen's face twitched. What a stupid woman. Feng Xiang's attitude was so perfunctory, yet she couldn't see through it. She thought that Feng Xiang was good to her.

Shaking his head, Zhuowen no longer paid attention to Jing Yun and Feng Xiang, and said loudly, "Fifty-five mid-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent. The smile on Feng Xiang's face stiffened, and his eyes turned slightly, staring coldly at the young man with the green coffin on his back.

The other people in the room also looked at Zhuowen. They also didn't expect that Zhuowen would actually bid against Feng Xiang. Was he planning to go against Feng Xiang?

"Eh?

Someone actually bid again. I really don't know what he's thinking. This Firebird Plume Feather isn't worth this price. "

"The person who bid seems to be in the same room as Feng Xiang. Could it be that the two of them know each other?"

Sitting on the stage, many people looked at the room above in surprise, because they found that the two bidding voices came from the same room.

"How dare you compete with me?" Feng Xiang's eyes were extremely cold as he stared straight at Zhuowen.

"Why wouldn't I dare?

Could it be that after you bid, others can't bid?

Or is this Appraisal Hall opened by your Feng Family? "Zhuowen slowly turned his head, glanced indifferently at Feng Xiang, and spoke without any courtesy.

"Zhuowen!

You little bastard, what qualifications do you have to compete with Big Brother Feng? "

Jing Yun coldly glared at Zhuowen. The Firebird Plume Feather was given to her by Feng Xiang, and this Zhuowen actually dared to bid. Otherwise, she would fly into a rage out of humiliation.

"Qualifications are not given by you. This bidding is a fair competition. If Feng Xiang wants this Firebird Plume Feather, he can bid against me. You don't have to bark like a dog." Zhuowen coldly replied.

"You …" Jing Yun was furious. She originally wanted to go up and teach Zhuowen a lesson, but when she recalled the terrifying pressure that Zhuowen released at the entrance of the Appraisal Hall, she stopped in her tracks. Her expression was uncertain.

Feng Xiang frowned. Originally, he wanted to give this Firebird Plume Feather to Huangfu Zixia. Unfortunately, Huangfu Zixia didn't accept it, so his desire to bid for this Firebird Plume Feather was not high.

However, Zhuowen's bid still made Feng Xiang extremely angry. This despicable guy who came out of nowhere actually dared to contradict him time and time again. He didn't want to show weakness because of this.

"One hundred mid-grade spirit stones!" Feng Xiang coldly snorted.

As soon as these words came out, the people sitting on the stage immediately went into an uproar. This Firebird Plume Feather that no one was interested in actually had someone offer a hundred mid-grade spirit stones. This was far beyond the value of the Firebird Plume Feather itself.

"One hundred and one!" Zhuowen said indifferently.

Feng Xiang's pupils constricted as he coldly shouted again, "Two hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

"Two hundred and one!"

"Three hundred mid-grade spirit stones!"

"Three hundred and one!"

"…"

Every time Feng Xiang increased the price, Zhuowen would add one more spirit stone to the original price. In the end, the price of the Firebird Plume Feather was forcefully raised by the two of them to nine hundred mid-grade spirit stones.

"Nine hundred and one mid-grade spirit stones!" Zhuowen continued to speak indifferently, his voice as calm as an ancient well.

Instantly, the other people in the room all looked at Zhuo Wen with astonished gazes. They did not expect that Zhuo Wen would actually be so wealthy. Even Huangfu Zi Xia, who had an icy cold expression, could not help but take another look at Zhuo Wen.

Feng Xiang's eyes narrowed as he secretly thought that Zhuowen was an idiot. This time, he planned to give up after increasing the price to one thousand spirit stones. After all, the Firebird Plume Feather was only a gift to Jing Yun, so he didn't particularly care about it.

This time, Feng Xiang's goal of increasing the price to one thousand spirit stones was to make the young man in front of him bleed.

"One thousand mid-grade spirit stones."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xiang's gaze converged on Zhuowen, full of ridicule and provocation. He knew that Zhuowen would definitely follow, and when the time came, he would withdraw in time, and this Zhuowen would definitely bleed.