"Speaking of this number 14, he seems to be very rich." Shen Sui sat back on the sofa and said boredly.

Shen Xinglan yawned. "He should be a weapon refiner. Weapon refiners are quite wealthy. After all, they can sell the magic weapons they refine."

Shen Sui said silently: “Is this the real reason why our master picks up trash?”

Chen Sui and Shen Xinglan looked at each other, and then they subconsciously said: "As expected, the formation is the most difficult to deal with..."

Before he finished speaking, they both laughed at the same time.

At this moment, the third auction item was also pushed onto the stage. When the woman lifted the red cloth, Shen Sui was a little surprised: "Can a zither be auctioned too?"

Shen Xinglan took a quick glance and said, "That kind of zither is specially used by sound cultivators. The sound waves of that kind of zither can affect the consciousness of cultivators and monsters."

Sound repair?

Chen Sui inexplicably thought of someone, and then she couldn't help but glance at Shen Xinglan, and said in a strange tone: "Brother, when you look at this zither, do you think of anything?"

"What should I associate with this?" Shen Xinglan felt confused.

"Yin Xiu, Yin Xiu." Chen Sui tried to remind him.

"Could it be that you still want to be a music repairer?" Shen Xinglan thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "No problem, how about I take a picture of this piano and give it to you."

Shen Sui: “…No, I’m not interested in playing the piano.”

She no longer had any expectations for Shen Xinglan's ability to understand himself.

"I don't think I need to introduce the origin of this Sitong Lute to you distinguished guests. I can only say that its previous owner, Fairy Lianyan, reluctantly parted with it, and the starting price is 50 million high-quality spirit stones." The woman said with a smile.

"It sounds nice to say that I'm giving it up with great pain, but in reality, it's taken me a hundred years to master it, and I still haven't mastered it." Shen Xinglan couldn't help but complain.

Chen Sui was very interested when he heard this: "Is there anything different about this Sitongqin?"

"It's not much different, actually," Shen Xinglan shrugged. "It's just like the sword spirit of a divine sword will choose a master. If you're not the sword spirit's chosen master, then the sword is nothing but scrap metal in your hands. The Sitongqin, as a sacred instrument, also has a music spirit that chooses a master. Similarly, if you're not the music spirit's chosen master, then the Sitongqin is just an ordinary zither in your hands. Hmm... maybe the tone is a little better than an ordinary zither."

Shen Sui nodded thoughtfully: "I kind of want to see what Le Ling looks like."

If it was the same as the light balls, then forget it. She would vomit just looking at the dozen or so light balls in her head.

"Le Ling is different from other spirits," Shen Xinglan said with a smile, "Le Ling is the only spirit willing to reveal itself to the world, because its life's mission is to find its soulmate."

This piqued Shen Sui's interest: "Is Le Ling a boy or a girl? A teenager or a young woman? Is she..."

"Stop, stop, stop," Shen Xinglan was annoyed by her and immediately waved his hand, "I'll take a picture and show it to you later."

Chen Sui opened his eyes wide: "But I don't play the piano."

"Sister Sui is really silly," Shen Xinglan curled her lips. "After all, it's Yin Xiu who wants this zither. Yin Xiu are poor themselves. If they bid so high, wouldn't it be enough to buy it and then trade it with the Yin Xiu who really wants it? I can even do some favors. After all, Yin Xiu is very effective in large-scale combat."

Shen Sui praised Shen Xinglan for being rich, and then said: "Get lost, you made me rich."

"What's the big deal? You can use my money as you like." Shen Xinglan said calmly.

Shen Sui once again held Shen Xinglan in his arms and said affectionately, "Baby, I love you so much."

Shen Xinglan: "Your words..."

Chen Sui blinked, thinking Shen Xinglan was going to say something like "girls should be more restrained." But Shen Xinglan said solemnly, "Although I've been telling you to calm down, I always feel that if you said it, it would be perfectly natural."

Chen Sui: “…”

"Yinyin."

The girl wearing a white hat immediately pulled the girl next to her who was also wearing a white hat.

When Luo Fanyin saw the Sitongqin, her breathing immediately became hot. She had come down the mountain specifically for this Sitongqin to participate in the auction.

After the four words "auction starts" were spoken, Luo Fanyin signaled Nan Zhi to raise her hand.

"Dear guest number eight, asking price: 80 million."

The price shocked everyone. Although everyone in the venue knew that there were not many competitors for this guitar, no one expected the first bidder to be so generous.

Luo Fanyin pursed her lips. She didn't want to compete with others. Of course, it would be best to win directly.

Before coming, Nan Zhi knew that she had taken some spirit stones from her master, so she smiled and said, "Yinyin, this zither is definitely yours."

Luo Fanyin remained noncommittal. After all, his master was arguably the strongest cultivator in the Three Realms, and the few spirit stones Luo Fanyin had were simply not enough for his master.

"VIP from Tianzijian, offer 100 million!!"

Luo Fanyin was stunned.

Not only Luo Fanyin, almost everyone in the venue was stunned. If Luo Fanyin's previous bid shocked everyone in the venue, then Tian Zijian's bid now made the entire venue silent, and no one even whispered.

After all, no one expected that although there were few bidders for the Sitongqin, the asking price was high.

"Yinyin, this..." Nan Zhi's eyes suddenly turned red after she realized what was happening. She said anxiously, "What should I do?"

Although Luo Fanyin had no shortage of spirit stones, she was concerned about the VIP status of the Tianzijian. Those who could enter the Tianxialou auction house... that person had once told her that they were all among the best in the world, such as her master.

"Don't be impatient," Luo Fanyin whispered, "Let's give it to the other party first. We can try to negotiate later. After all, Si Tongqin doesn't accept its master easily."

Nan Zhi nodded.

Luo Fanyin hadn't thought about competing with the other party openly. If something went wrong, her reputation would be in jeopardy. As long as the negotiation was private... she hoped the other party would give her some consideration and not make things too embarrassing.

"Is this the Sitongqin?"

Chen Sui curiously touched the zither that Bai Lu and Bai Xi had sent to the Tianzi Room after Shen Xinglan had taken the photo.

Shen Xinglan said lazily: "You can try to call it out."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Sui tentatively put his hand under the strings and gently patted the paulownia surface: "Is this it?"

Shen Xinglan: "..." Your way of calling it is quite weird.

"That's not how I call you," a shadowy figure emerged from the Sitongqin. The girl's charming voice was filled with disdain. "You're even more despicable than that old woman. You're so rude. You can't possibly be my soulmate."

Shen Xinglan suddenly became displeased. Although Shen Sui's actions were rather strange, he had been cautious from beginning to end. This Le Ling actually said that Shen Sui was rude?

Chen Sui said cheerfully: "Brother, she's out. It seems that calling her this way is completely acceptable."