Fang Ruotang stood there, staring at the other party without moving, and naturally sensed the spiritual power that came with malice.

She stared coldly into Su Qingluo's eyes. The old ancestor Yan Yun beside her acted swiftly, directly deflecting the spiritual energy that Fang Qingluo had sent at her.

Su Qingluo could not withstand a blow from a Mahayana cultivator. Even though he had restrained himself, it was still fatal to Su Qingluo.

She was sent flying, crashing into the wall and then slamming to the ground, vomiting blood, her eyes filled with fear and hatred.

She opened her mouth and immediately rebuked, "How dare you hurt me?"

Ancestor Yan Yun said irritably, "Where did this idiot come from? Didn't you think about being killed before you hurt someone?"

After saying that, he glanced at Elder Su, who was about to make a move, and released the terrifying pressure of a Mahayana cultivator in the room.

Su Qingluo was so overwhelmed by the pressure that she couldn't even lift her head, lying on the ground like a stranded fish.

Elder Su was greatly shocked, but he knew he was no match for her, so he immediately lost all thoughts of resistance and instead felt some resentment towards Su Qingluo.

I knew long ago that her personality would bring great disaster to the Su family one day, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

“Senior, it was my ignorance that I failed to recognize your greatness. I hope you will forgive me. My Su family will be eternally grateful.”

"Thank you? You can't just say it?"

Fang Ruotang's eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

"Sect Master Fang, please speak frankly. My Su family will do everything in our power."

There was no way to refuse. Although the Su family was one of the eight great families of the Cloud Deep Continent, none of them had reached the Great Ascension stage. If a fight really broke out, the Su family would have no chance of winning.

"No problem! I don't need much. Just have her apologize and admit her mistake, and then present the Dust Flower with both hands."

"We can make Qingluo apologize and admit her mistake, but the Micro Dust Flower is not in the hands of our Su family."

"If you're not here, then find a way to be here!"

Fang Ruotang crossed her arms and decided not to interfere any further.

When Elder Su invited them up, his words made her realize that this was not a family that respected rules.

For these cultivators, acquiring rare treasures is an opportunity, and whoever possesses them is unimportant; what matters is that they see them, and they are theirs.

Moreover, she had just gained a clearer understanding of the incident through the small mirror. To put it bluntly, she was a link in the extreme tug-of-war between the man and woman.

The furnace cauldron is named Shen Shi'an, a rather nice-sounding name, but he just doesn't do anything right. In his opinion, whether it is eventually bought by Su Qingluo or taken by Fang Ruotang, it's all fine.

Su Qingluo bought her, determined to spend a large sum of spirit stones, which would be enough for him to cultivate for a period of time.

It's okay, sir; he'd rather be bought by you.

[Should I be happy?]

She doesn't have that strange competitive spirit.

I felt like I had the worst luck in the world to be caught in the middle of these two people, one of whom was cunning and the other had a bad temper.

But there was nothing she could do; the Microcosm Flower was so rare that even if Fang Ruotang had known beforehand that it was going to be a stage like this, she would still have come.

"Isn't there no one bidding now? The Dust Flower should already be in your hands!" Gu Yanjin reminded him.

Downstairs it was noisy, and the auctioneer was still trying to calm the atmosphere, repeatedly asking if anyone had raised the bid.

Leaving aside the exorbitant price of 30,001, the affair between Su Qingluo and Shen Shi'an has caused quite a stir in the entire Luoyan City; everyone knows about it!

Elder Su sent a signal, and the auctioneer downstairs immediately changed his tune after receiving it.

"Thirty thousand and one high-grade spirit stones for the first time."

"Thirty thousand and one high-grade spirit stones, second time."

"Thirty thousand and one high-grade spirit stones for the third time."

"Great! Deal! Congratulations to the buyer in the VIP room!"

Compared to his previous dawdling manner, he suddenly became a completely different person, decisive and efficient.

Soon, the items were brought up for auction.

The door opened, and Shen Shi'an stood behind it. His captivating eyes swept over everyone, then he lowered his head, and a melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, flowed from his lips.

"I wonder which distinguished guest took my picture?"

Fang Ruotang felt a chill run down her spine at the words and the tone of the voice. She nudged Gu Nancheng beside her and whispered, "When you went to the brothel and took pictures of the courtesan, was it the same thing?"

"Don't wrong me. I've never bid for the Flower Fairy with anyone. I'm an innocent young man who's following you. You should know that."

"Shut up, who told you that?" Fang Ruotang looked at Gu Nancheng with embarrassment and annoyance.

Because his voice was quite loud, everyone looked over.

But actually, everyone looked at her the moment she mentioned brothels. After all, a private room is only so big, and there were cultivators present, so no one was deaf.

"Young lady, you probably have some misunderstanding about me. I am still a virgin."

"Is this something that can be said?"

Fang Ruotang's eyes widened, and she gasped.

Gu Nancheng suddenly blocked Fang Ruotang's path, his sharp gaze sweeping over her as if he were appraising a piece of merchandise.

"What, trying to raise the price to sell? I'm afraid that won't work! This Miss Su has already bought you."

Shen Shi'an looked at Su Qingluo, who was sitting to the side, pale-faced and clearly injured.

Su Qingluo's expression changed, and she cursed fiercely, "You bitch."

Shen Shi'an looked at the other person expressionlessly and said calmly, "If I'm a slut, then what about Miss Su, who insists on being with me?"

"you……"

Who is more noble than whom?

Shen Shi'an responded in a deep voice.

Fang Ruotang's big eyes darted back and forth, her face full of anticipation for a good show.

"You bitch, let's see how long you can be so smug. I'll deal with you when we get back." Su Qingluo was seriously injured and could barely breathe, yet she still uttered these harsh words.

Shen Shi'an calmly retorted once again.

"Who said I wanted to go back with you?"

"If you dare to go back on your word, don't forget we have a bet."

"So what? I've already said that anyone who wants the Dust Flower must take me along with them, otherwise I'll destroy the Dust Flower and we'll all die together."

Fang Ruotang was engrossed in the show and was just about to reach for some melon seeds when she heard this. She was completely taken aback and said speechlessly, "Seriously? Are you out of your mind? Does forced buying and selling even exist these days?"

"It's not that bad. You can choose not to buy it. Anyway, my terms are out here. You can decide what to do!" Shen Shi'an wasn't in a hurry and sat down by the door.

Just like when she was on stage, she was so nonchalant, as if she didn't care about her future.

Fang Ruotang suddenly lost interest in the melon seeds she was holding, so she shoved them behind her, and Rong Xing immediately reached out to catch them.

How did he know how important the Dust Flower was to me? Could there be a traitor within our Tianyi Sect?