Chapter 51: Tripping

The third and fourth elders of Tianshu Sect were in charge of the enrollment of students. Except for the two elders, everyone else in this private room was a disciple of Tianshu Sect.

Liu Lin, Lin Jue and others were all there. As disciples of the Fourth Elder, Liu Lin was his most proud disciple.

"Master, I'll go check it out." Just as Liu Lin was about to stand up, he heard Lin Jue say softly, "Master, I think this is inappropriate. The Tianshu Sect has a strict hierarchy. Anyone who can come to this elegant room on the second floor must be no ordinary person. If we investigate privately, it might cause her dissatisfaction."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lin chuckled and said, "Junior Brother Ajue, we are from the Tianshu Sect. Even the owner of this auction house has to be polite to us. Why are you so self-deprecating?"

"Forget it." The Fourth Elder waved his hand and whispered, "Ajue is right." He looked at Lin Jue, a flicker of admiration in his eyes: "Not bad, not bad."

"Some compliments from the master."

Seeing this, Liu Lin squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Jue, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.

At this time, in another private room, Ling Changge was eating grapes on the table, and the maid next to her was fanning her.

Through her cap, she looked at the people sitting on the first floor. From lip reading, she knew that the Lin family was using her as a topic of conversation to mock the Ling family. On the Ling family side, except for her grandfather and the eldest elder who were relatively calm, everyone else's faces turned pale and blue.

Ling Ling, who was sitting at the back, said in a deep voice, "What a shame! If it weren't for that loser Ling Changge, how could our Ling family be so inferior to others?"

The Ling family was furious, the Lin family was arrogant, and the Fang family was gloating. Only the Meng family didn't say a word.

Ling Changge looked at Lin Feng, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he waved his hand to let the maid go out. Qin Ran murmured in a low voice: "Today, I will let you bleed well."

At this moment, in the auction hall, dozens of spirit stones fell from the sky and landed directly on the pillars erected around the auction table, and the auction table instantly lit up.

A flash of light passed by, and Zhang Yan's figure appeared on the auction table.

"Thank you all for coming." Zhang Yan said with a smile, "I believe everyone here is here for these things." He waved his hand, and a row of white porcelain bottles were placed on the table behind him.

All the fiery eyes were fixed on the porcelain bottles. If the auction house was not filled with many experts, the people in the audience would have rushed over.

Only Ling Yanli was stunned when he saw those porcelain bottles.

Why does this bottle look so familiar?

Isn’t this the bottle that Chang Ge gave me before?

Recalling what Ling Changge said, this elixir can heal 80% of the body's internal injuries, and the auction house also said so.

So, the person who refined this elixir is Chang Ge’s master?

No wonder when he suggested that Chang Ge come with him to the auction today, she hesitated and refused. It turned out to be because of this.

"This little bastard." Ling Yanli couldn't stop laughing and scolding.

Hearing this, Ling Fanglin smiled and said, "Dad, don't be angry. Let's go back and deal with that stinky girl Chang Ge." He thought Ling Yanli was saying this because Ling Changge had brought shame to the Ling family. Unexpectedly, Ling Yanli glared at him and said coldly, "What does this have to do with you?"

Ling Fanglin stepped forward and was scolded, then silently retracted the words that were about to come out.

At this moment, the bidding was ready to begin on the stage.

"A bottle of internal injury elixir, starting price 6,000 spirit coins." Zhang Yan swung the spirit stone in his hand, hitting a nearby stone pillar, sparking flames. "The bidding begins now!"

"Eight thousand spirit coins."

"Eight thousand five hundred spirit coins!"

"Nine thousand spirit coins!"

"Ten thousand spirit coins!"

The price soared all the way and soon exceeded twelve thousand spirit coins.

In the past, although this elixir was precious, people would not be so eager to get it.

But the hunting competition will be held in a few days. In previous years, people have lost their lives in the hunting grounds. If they can have the help of this elixir, their chances of survival will be much greater.

Compared with life, what is this little bit of spiritual currency?

It would be even more worthwhile if I could contract a spirit beast.

Zhang Yan also grasped people's psychology, which is why he held this auction in such a hurry.

In the end, this bottle of spiritual potion was bought by the Jinshui Gang for 15,000 spiritual coins.

The second group consisted of two bottles of spiritual potions. After a fierce competition, Ling Fanglin won the prize for 35,000 spiritual coins.

Ling Changge looked at her second uncle who was treating him like a treasure and couldn't help shaking her head. If he knew that the elixir he protected as a treasure was just a defective product he made casually, he would probably be so angry that his nose would be crooked.

Soon, the third group, three bottles of elixir were brought up.

At this time, many gangs in the audience began to get restless. Since there were many of them, they naturally needed a lot of spiritual potions.

"This third set of spiritual potions has a starting price of 40,000 spiritual coins."

"Fifty thousand." Nian Wen from the Green Wolf Gang spoke in a low voice, but his tone hinted at his determination to win.

"Fifty-five thousand spirit coins." A faint voice sounded. Liu Zhizhang, the deputy leader of the Jinshui Gang, leaned back in his chair and said in a low voice, "This spirit potion is definitely for our Jinshui Gang."

"Sixty thousand." Nian Wen ignored him and just raised the price calmly.

"Sixty-five thousand."

"Seventy thousand."

"Seventy-five thousand!"

"Eighty thousand." Nian Wen remained calm, but in the eyes of the Jinshui Gang, his expression was clearly one of contempt and provocation.

"One hundred thousand!" When he shouted out this number, he suddenly felt relieved. Zhao Qingtian beside him was glaring at him angrily. Liu Zhizhang quickly restrained his expression and thought to himself: As long as Nian Wen agrees, I will not raise the price and will cheat him hard this time.

Nian Wen saw his intention and raised the corner of his lips slightly. He smiled and said, "Since the Jinshui Gang likes this elixir so much, I'll give it to you."

When Liu Zhizhang heard this, his face suddenly froze.

Everyone watching knew what was going on and couldn't help but laugh to themselves.

"I don't know what the Jinshui Gang was thinking when they spent 100,000 spirit coins on a bottle of spirit potion."

"Haha, what a sucker."

"The first bottle of spiritual potion is only 15,000 spiritual coins, and the rest..."

The people from the Jinshui Gang listened to these discussions and looked at Nian Wen with hatred.

However, Nian Wen seemed not to notice it, which made them feel like they were punching cotton.

"The fourth group, five bottles of spiritual potions."

This time, the Jinshui Gang no longer dared to raise the price rashly.

In the end, the Green Wolf Gang took possession of the five bottles of spiritual potions for 100,000 spiritual coins.

Now, the people in the audience couldn't stop laughing.

"The Jinshui Gang bought three bottles for 100,000 spirit coins, but others bought five."

The fifth group also had five bottles of spiritual potions, but in the end they were won by the Zhao family, a second-rate family.

Ling Changge couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this.

Although the Zhao family is a second-rate family, there are quite a few spirit coins in the clan.