Na Le Ling wanted to scold Chen Sui, but inexplicably felt a murderous intent. Turning around, she saw the young man behind Chen Sui with clear and cold features, but when he looked at it, he was looking at a dead object.

"I remember a few years ago, I was fortunate enough to be guided by a senior. Even if I didn't become Le Ling's soulmate, I could still tame Le Ling and maximize the benefits obtained." Shen Xinglan said this lightly, but he emphasized the word tame.

Chen Sui said happily: "Can you tame Le Ling?"

Le Ling: “…”

No, it is very sure that if it continues to speak without restraint, the consequences will be very ugly.

The two people in front of him were not sound cultivators, and they were not like the old woman before. Even if they were so angry with it that they jumped up and down, they would still treat it with caution and tenderness.

So why would they spend 100 million to buy this thing when it's clearly of no use to them at all? This is absolutely abhorrent!

"Because I want to see what you look like."

Chen Sui's voice made Le Ling stiffen. It didn't expect that what it was thinking in its heart was spoken out unconsciously.

But wait.

What did she just say?

She seemed to say that she took the picture because she wanted to see what it looked like?

It’s that simple???

So, these two people spent 100 million just to see what it looks like?

Le Ling was stunned. Because it had been looking for a like-minded person, there were many monks who took it over. However, no monk would use such a ridiculous reason and spend such a ridiculous 100 million to get it.

"She's not the same Le Ling I imagined." Chen Sui walked back to Shen Xinglan and said so.

Shen Xinglan smiled and said, "After all, don't you always say that imagination and reality are always different?"

"Okay." Shen Sui shrugged.

Si Tongqin was taken out by Bai Lu and Bai Xi. "Maybe someone will come to visit us after this is over," Shen Xinglan said meaningfully.

Chen Sui huddled in a corner of the sofa, chewing on the newly arrived spiritual fruit: "...Are you talking about number eight?"

"Well, maybe," Shen Xinglan looked at the fourth auction item. "Huh? This thing she mentioned seems very suitable for you."

"What what?" Shen Sui suddenly became interested.

"I believe you have all heard that the Five Thousand Words is a rare divine secret book used for cultivating the soul. Some time ago, when a secret realm was opened, this divine secret book was obtained by chance by a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage at our auction house. It has been identified by professionals as an authentic work without a doubt." The woman slowly introduced the already very withered Five Thousand Words.

"It suits you very well, right?" Shen Xinglan looked at Shen Sui with a smile.

Chen Sui said regretfully, "But if that's the case, the bidding for the 5,000 words will probably be very fierce. Let's just forget it."

At this time, the woman on the stage paused, then said, "However, unfortunately, we still cannot reveal the contents or even the text within the secret book. We will now show the first page to the distinguished guests and guests present. If any distinguished guests or guests are interested in it, they are very welcome to take it."

After saying that, the woman put on the white gloves that had been prepared on the side, and then gently opened the five thousand word book.

When she opened the first page of the five thousand word book, Shen Sui's eyes widened, and she almost fell off the sofa in embarrassment. Shen Xinglan didn't have time to help her up, as she immediately got up, staggered to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stared at the five thousand word book.

"The starting price is five thousand words," the woman said with a smile after closing the Canglan Soul Art, "fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones."

The price caused some uproar in the audience, but not many people were surprised.

After all, I had only heard that the Five Thousand Words was a divine secret manual for cultivating the spirit and soul. It was said that it was very different from other ordinary secret manuals for cultivating the spirit and soul in the world of immortal cultivation, but that was just hearsay after all.

After all, even the Tianxialou Auction House admitted that the text in this secret book could not give any clues, so even if you get it, it would be like reading a heavenly book and it would be useless.

But there were still a few people bidding.

What if we figure it out? There are still people who think this way.

Shen Sui turned and looked at Shen Xinglan.

For the first time, Shen Xinglan saw a very obvious desire in Shen Sui's eyes. He almost subconsciously said: "Want this?"

Chen Sui nodded, and Shen Xinglan handed her the remote control. Shen Sui calculated that she had enough spirit stones in stock and thought that she should be able to buy the 5,000-word book. She felt relieved and began to observe the bidding.

“…”

"Distinguished guest number six, bid one hundred thousand."

"Guest number 14, bid 120,000."

"Distinguished guest number eight, bid 130,000."

"Distinguished guest number 14, bid 150,000."

"Distinguished guest number eight, bid 160,000."

“…”

As Shen Sui listened, her face twisted. She wished she could crawl in the dark and twisted form on the spot. Do they know what they are arguing about?

"From today on, I will not be interested in the numbers eight and fourteen." When Shen Sui heard that guest number eight offered three hundred thousand, he suddenly turned to look at Shen Xinglan and said so.

Shen Xinglan laughed dumbly: "Okay."

"Can I really use your spirit stones?" Shen Sui's face turned very ugly after hearing 350,000. She decided to confirm with Shen Xinglan.

If she continues like this, she will definitely not be able to get 5,000 words with her ability. When No. 8 auctioned the Sitongqin earlier, the asking price was 80 million.

I didn’t expect that even in the world of cultivating immortals, I still need money.

In fact, Chen Sui is not short of spirit stones, but most of the spirit stones she has are used to buy maintenance agents to maintain the magic swords. Not to mention that she has more than a dozen magic swords. The key is that she is very picky about these dozen magic swords, and the maintenance agents she chooses are extremely expensive.

Therefore, as soon as Chen Sui's spirit stones entered his left hand, they would immediately come out from his right hand.

No wonder people say that sword cultivators are poor. Sword cultivators are indeed poor. She was almost laughing at her own poverty.

Shen Xinglan thought about it and pretended to be unreasonable and said, "Of course you can, but you have to accompany me for dinner later, and I will decide what to eat."

Shen Sui stared at Shen Xinglan. Shen Xinglan must have realized that she had no reason to use his spirit stones, so he casually made a request so that she would not have any psychological burden when using the spirit stones.

But, Senior Brother, Chen Sui thought helplessly, your request is too casual. If I don’t eat with you, who else can I eat with?

But with Shen Xinglan's guarantee, Chen Sui boldly and confidently pressed the remote control after the woman on the stage said, "Guest number eight has bid 430,000 yuan, and are there any other guests who would like to bid?"

"VIP from the Tianzi Room, bidding 430,000... uh, plus one?"

"puff."

Shen Xinglan, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but frown because of the price increase. He looked at Shen Sui with a dark face, who had a serious expression as if it had nothing to do with him. So Shen Xinglan said speechlessly while applauding Shen Sui.

"You are indeed like me, sister."