Qin Luo took the brocade box and his gaze fell on the maid's lowered face. He could feel the fear in the maid's heart.

Is he even jealous of a maid? That seems a bit...overly possessive, doesn't it?

He silently assessed You Yueying's possessiveness in his mind. Although the two of them had already reached a tacit understanding, such an excessive reaction still surprised him.

When You Yueying saw that the maid hadn't left yet and Qin Luo was looking at her, she felt a surge of anger and coldly told her to leave.

What are you still standing there for?

The maid trembled at the displeased tone, not daring to raise her head. She hurriedly bowed and retreated, almost tripping over the threshold as she went out.

Only after the door closed behind her did the maid lean against it, panting heavily, a look of terror still lingering on her face.

After the maid left as if granted a pardon, You Yueying turned around, her brows slightly furrowed, and said to Qin Luo with a hint of grievance and questioning in her voice:

"Look at your eyes, what's wrong? Do you think I'm too domineering? Or are you really interested in those cosmetics?"

Qin Luo hesitated for a moment, looking into You Yueying's eyes. Countless words of criticism flashed through his mind, but he swallowed them back down.

Now that their relationship has finally broken the ice, they should take it slow and not rush things.

Nian Zhi, Qin Luo smiled faintly, and suddenly raised his hand to cover her fingers that were pressing her temples, and said softly:

"How could you think that way? If you're being domineering, how do you explain your gentle and considerate behavior right now?"

At least you still have some conscience; it wasn't for nothing that I swallowed my pride and pressed the buttons for you for so long...

Upon hearing this, You Yueying's expression softened immediately, and her previously scrutinizing eyes became sparkling, vaguely reflecting Qin Luo's figure.

But in an instant, she realized her lapse in composure and quickly withdrew her hand.

She gave a soft snort, turned her head away, raised her chin, and said nonchalantly:

"Don't flatter yourself. I just saw how hard you've worked for me, so I gave you a massage. Don't overthink it."

Although she spoke toughly, a noticeable blush rose on her dark, soul-stirring cheeks, revealing her true thoughts.

Not hearing Qin Luo's response, after a moment, You Yueying couldn't help but glance at him sideways again. Seeing that he still had a smile on his face, seemingly not taking her harsh words to heart at all, she felt a little indignant and spoke up:

"What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth. If you... if you dare to get entangled with those shady women and end up in trouble, I... I won't care whether you live or die."

Qin Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly. Alas, he had finally gotten to experience the meticulous service from a supreme expert, but this pleasant enjoyment was so short-lived. As the divine soul finger was withdrawn, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

Just then, the atmosphere in the auction room began to heat up, reaching the most crucial final stage.

The auctioneer's passionate and seductive voice resounded throughout the hall:

"Distinguished guests, the next item to be auctioned is the undisputed grand finale of this auction—the Nine Yin Cold Grass!"

"I'm sure everyone here is well aware of how precious this treasure is. This herb grows in the coldest place in the world, absorbing the most yin and cold spiritual energy of the world over a long period of time, and has grown into its current form after being nurtured for tens of thousands of years."

At this point, the auctioneer paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over the audience, before continuing:

"As for its effects, I'm sure you've all heard a little about it. It is one of the rare and essential medicinal materials for refining the Nirvana Pill. And this Nirvana Pill can even bring a supreme expert back to life if their physical body and soul still retain a trace of life force!"

Upon hearing this, the already lively auction hall instantly erupted in excitement. Countless greedy gazes were fixed on the Nine Yin Cold Grass placed on the auction stage. It emitted a faint blue light, and wisps of cold air emanated from between the blades of grass, weak but carrying a unique Daoist charm unique to the world.

The auctioneer, satisfied with the reaction of the crowd, shouted:

"Nine Yin Cold Grass, starting bid 50,000 Origin Spirit Liquid, each bid must be at least 1,000 higher!"

Instantly, a chorus of bids erupted from the audience, and the price soared.

"Fifty-one thousand!"

"Fifty-three thousand"

As bids poured in, the price of the Nine Yin Cold Grass climbed to 100,000 Origin Spirit Liquid. Many bidders began to show signs of difficulty and hesitated, stopping their bids.

However, there are still a few powerful individuals at the Saint Realm who are fiercely competing.

"120,000!"

"130,000!"

......

Just then, a calm yet authoritative voice rang out:

Two hundred thousand!

The crowd looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person was dressed in luxurious clothes and exuded the majesty of a superior. Behind him were several powerful elders, and it was clear that he had a powerful background.

The saints present all frowned slightly, and whispers began to rise.

"Xuan Yongting?"

"This is troublesome. Xuan Yongting is the largest power on the Eternal Continent. It is said that they have the Five Saints of Xuanting. That person should be their Lord. I heard that he recently broke through to the fifth-grade Saint. No wonder he is so generous."

"Two hundred thousand per bid!" the auctioneer's voice rang out, his gaze sweeping across the room, hoping someone else would make a bid.

"Two hundred thousand twice!" the auctioneer urged again.

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