"What?" Jiang Si raised her hand, trembling, as she pressed the red button. "What I just did... 300 million is gone, not 1 million?"

Bo Jichen nodded heavily: "Yes, 300 million!"

A worthless pornographic book for 300 million?

Even if Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng wrote it on the spot, it wouldn't cost this much!

"Ahem!" Jiang Si couldn't help but cough twice: "Can I take it back?"

As Jiang Si finished speaking.

Huai Guo's booming voice echoed from the auction stage: "300 million for the first time, 300 million for the second time, 300 million for the third time, sold!"

Bo Jichen chuckled twice and said, "It's a deal. You can't go back on your word. If you do, Leng Suixing will blacklist you for life and drag you out on the spot."

"Are you sure you want to be dragged out in front of hundreds of thousands of people and then not get the knife you want?"

Jiang Si, with a mournful face, slapped her right hand with her left, then grabbed Bo Jichen's arm and rubbed her face against it, saying, "Daddy..."

The sweet and charming words had barely left her lips when Bo Jichen interrupted her with a triple rejection: "Don't call me, don't look for me, I have no money."

Jiang Si pinched his arm hard, grinding her teeth as she said, "Look how scared you are! It's just 300 million! My husband is rich..."

Jiang Si's voice stopped abruptly as she stared at the second item projected onto the auction stage, stunned.

Huai Guo rang the bell for the second time. As the bell fell, Huai Guo's voice rang out again, "The second item for today's auction is this lovely little plant. We have searched through ancient books but do not know its name. Based on its appearance, we will temporarily name it Green Fluttering Plant."

What's with all the greenery?

This is clearly a willow tree in the mist.

The essence of the willow tree.

More than 3,000 years have passed, and she never expected to see Yanliu in its true form again.

“Everyone will think it’s nothing special, less than half a meter tall, just a green plant,” Huai Guo said as he walked to the platform.

Someone in the audience shouted, "Isn't that right?"

Huai Guo smiled politely: "Of course not. The fact that it came in second place at today's auction is enough to show that it is not ordinary."

The audience urged impatiently, "Stop keeping us in suspense! Just tell us already! We're still waiting to film the grand finale: the fruit of the Level 7 Plant Healer!"

Huai Guo was not angry. He reached out and opened the cover that was covering Yan Liu, and said calmly, "Please take a look, everyone."

The willow branches, less than half a meter long, moved instantly without wind, their drooping branches swaying like curtains, now that the canopy was no longer there.

The people at the auction were immediately mesmerized.

Its graceful, flowing appearance is just like that of a shy, beautiful woman.

Huai Guo continued, "The Green Plant is a unique existence in the Abel Galaxy. According to those who dug it up on ancient Earth, despite its small size, it took three forged steel shovels to sever its root system."

"Of course, that's what they say. After all, it's a tiny plant, and you probably don't believe it just because of that. But we tested it, and the results showed that the Green Plant has not mutated and is rich in a small amount of healing-type spiritual energy. This is the result of an authoritative assessment. You can take a look."

The projection on the auction stage transforms into an appraisal result.

With the official seal affixed by the authorities, not one of the hundreds of thousands of people at the auction doubted it.

"Commander, isn't that Miss Ajahn's weapon? Our Hunting Legion has one too." Chu Xi leaned slightly closer to Agares, asking with a hint of doubt and speculation, "That one on the stage, could it be that Miss Ajahn sent it here for auction?"

“No!” Agares stared at the 360-degree, crystal-clear projection on the screen: “The one on the stage is greener and more resilient than the willow leaf Miss Ajiang used, and the spiritual energy it emits is purer.”

"The spiritual power is purer?" Chu Xi was slightly surprised: "I didn't sense its spiritual power."

Agares's lips curled up: "Yes, pure mental power. Pure mental power is upward compatible, not downward compatible."

Chu Xi asked incredulously, "You mean it's selective, and only those with a certain level of mental strength can sense its presence?"

Agares said in a calm voice, "Yes, one needs at least a mental strength of two S levels or higher to sense its mental strength, pure plant mental strength, and attack power."

Chu Xi: "..."

Were plants on ancient Earth this amazing?

How amazing was the ancient Earth 3,000 years ago?

Bo Jichen turned his head after being pinched and saw Jiang Si staring intently at the stage in the not-too-dark darkness. He changed the subject before speaking: "The plants on the stage look like plant weapons that you and I would use to fight."

“Does it look like it?” Jiang Si stared at the willow tree on the stage without blinking. “It’s not called ‘Green Plants Fluttering,’ it’s called ‘Willow Tree.’ It’s not that it hasn’t mutated, it’s that it has mutated.”

"In ancient Earth, it had another name, weeping willow. There is an ancient Chinese poem: 'In the third month of spring, fireworks bloom in Yangzhou.' The word 'fireworks' does not refer to fireworks exploding in the sky, but to willow catkins, or willow catkins."

"Smoke refers to willows, which are like smoke. March and April are the season when willow catkins fill the sky. Yangzhou has willow groves. Go down to Yangzhou and see the willow catkins flying everywhere."

Bo Jichen sighed, "Baby, you know so much. Did you study ancient Earth and ancient texts in your spare time?"

Jiang Si smiled slowly: "Of course, the ancient Earth, especially the splendid civilization of China, is something that people yearn for."

Bo Jichen was slightly taken aback, a strange feeling lingering in his heart. He felt that when his darling said those words, it was as if he had experienced the splendid civilization of ancient China.

Bo Jichen casually asked again, "You just said it has mutated, what do you mean?"

On stage, Huai Guo began bidding: "Dear guests, based on the authoritative department's test results and the unparalleled rarity of Green Willow, the starting price for this plant is 50 million Star Coins, with each bid increasing by 100,000 Star Coins. Bidding begins now."

Jiang Si's smile remained unchanged, and she said in a clear voice, "Bo Jichen, when you opened the willow-covered enclosure just now, you could feel its spiritual power, right?"

Bo Jichen frowned. "I sensed it. There was a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, but it was not very obvious and just flashed by."

As Jiang Si watched the auction price soar on the projector screen, a look of determination flashed in her eyes: "You can sense its spiritual power, which means your spiritual power is at least at the 2S level."

"If your mental strength is at the 4S or 5S level, as long as you release a trace of mental strength, you will clearly feel that its purest plant-type mental strength is not healing, but attack power."

The willow tree itself prefers upward compatibility but disdains downward compatibility.

To put it simply, it's a picky eater.

It will provoke any human, animal, or plant stronger than itself.

Try every means to kill them and use them as fertilizer.

Anything weaker than it isn't even worthy of being its fertilizer.

"Really? This is the first time I've heard this." Bo Jichen felt that his precious darling was not only capable but also knowledgeable. He was indeed a treasure he admired. Despite his wickedness and leaky nature, he was quite useful in crucial moments.

It's not useful at all.

Bo Jichen looked at the price on the projector screen, which had increased tenfold, and his voice trembled: "My darling, did you press the red button again?"

Jiang Si stared at the auction price, which had soared to 500 million, raised her hand, and slapped the white button: "I didn't press that one just now. I just added 100,000 star coins."