Its two owners started arguing!

There are shadows of people floating around at the auction in the ghost property market.

The distinguished guests who come and go are also seated according to different levels. The more distinguished the guest is, the more likely they are to sit in the inner circle. The circles of seats seem random, but in fact they are strictly distributed according to levels. The first floor is an open-air stage, and the second floor has tables and chairs for people to gather in groups of three or four. Most of the people sitting there are guests with some background in the Three Realms.

The top-floor box is tightly covered with curtains and is luxurious and extravagant, and only the most distinguished guests can sit there.

At this moment in the most expensive box, a certain grass was trembling.

The tender green little jade dumpling elf felt guilty, and its strong desire to survive made it shake its head under Ye Jisheng's gaze, "Wuwu, stop looking at it!"

Ye Jisheng then looked away and played with the cups on the table: "That's right, you are the little grass that I personally raised, how could you have the chance to meet such a hypocritical and pretentious person."

Jian Zhen: “…”

I guess this is the only person in the Three Realms who dares to say this.

But it doesn't need to feel guilty.

After all, even if it recognized the Immortal Lord, the Immortal Lord would not be able to recognize it in the present.

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly, a powerful and penetrating voice came from outside: "Welcome to our Ghost Town Auction held every three years. All treasures from all corners of the world are available here. I, Jin Manting, wish all guests to get what they love and return home happily!!"

Jian Zhen raised her little head and looked outside, attracted by the sound.

There was a bright light outside the door. The large stones on the left and right sides of the box moved slowly, projecting the real situation of the auction outside. The image projected by the spirit stone was so clear that it seemed as if the auction stage was right in front of them. The plant elves who had never seen the world were a little surprised. They didn't expect that the world of cultivation also had its own black technology!

Jin Manting, dressed in red, said loudly: "Okay, let's announce the first auction item tonight, which is..."

Everyone held their breath.

"The lost treasure of the Siren Clan, the Luminous Glass Stone!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into noise.

This treasure is beneficial to the demon race's cultivation, and countless people are flocking to it.

There were countless people bidding at once, making it quite lively.

Jian Zhen, who was watching the fun, was completely frozen. She stared in amazement at the aqua blue luminous glass stone placed in a box on the table. If that was a glass stone, then what was its pot?

Ye Jisheng's voice fell: "Don't look at it, it's fake."

The little ball of grass and wood sitting on his shoulder looked at him in surprise.

Ye Jisheng's handsome face was covered with a silver mask, and he looked cold and distant, with a sneer on his lips: "This kind of place is full of good and bad people, and the things being auctioned are both real and fake. Stupid people who don't know the value of things will only be ripped off here."

Jian Zhen, who almost believed it just now, said: "..."

Woo, the water outside is so deep.

It wants to return to the flowerpot!

In the end, the fake luminous glass stone outside was auctioned off by someone on the first floor for 20 million spirit stones.

Jin Manting, who was standing in the middle, smiled happily: "Thank you all for your support, and congratulations to the young man who just got the magic treasure. Now let's reveal the next treasure!"

What was presented on the stage was an exquisite white jade bottle.

Jin Manting introduced: "This bottle contains the Dagong Pills newly refined by the Poison Immortal Baili Hongtu. After drinking it, you can instantly increase your power by a hundred years and be immune to all poisons!"

The words once again caused a storm.

The auction number was instantly increased by the bidding.

Jane was looking at the bottle with genuine curiosity.

Ye Jisheng sat on the chair elegantly, as if he was enjoying a farce, and said lightly: "It's also fake."

Jian Zhen looked at him in shock. Even though the elf couldn't speak, the chubby little ball was enough to express its surprise. How could it be fake again?

Ye Jisheng said lazily, "Seven hundred years ago, when I passed by an ancient place, I met Baili Hongtu. He tried to poison me but failed, so I killed him and burned him down along with his cave. It is impossible for any poison to be spread out."

Little grass elf: "..."

It sounds a bit outrageous and yet very reasonable.

Jian Zhen listened to the secrets of the Three Realms very seriously. During these years, he followed the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord and heard a lot of strange stories about the Three Realms. These two big guys were the supreme kings of their two races, and they were existences that no one in the Three Realms dared to mess with. However, strong men had no friends, so this little grass became his only tool to relieve boredom.

The sound of Jin Manting's hammer falling rang out: "Five million, congratulations to this young man for winning the treasure at the price of five million spirit stones!"

There were voices of regret throughout the audience.

Jane really wanted to think, don't feel regretful, if you had worked a little harder, you would be the ones to be slaughtered!

Other treasures were also sent up in turn, some real and some fake. Not every fake one could be identified by Ye Jisheng, but after getting along for a long time, Jian could really tell the value of the item from his mocking eyes.

After another round.

finally--

When another ray of white light fell, Jin Manting lifted the red cloth and said, "This is a rare warm jade gem flowerpot made by the Mengxi clan after many years of craftsmanship. The spiritual medicine planted in this flowerpot can be kept for tens of millions of years without decaying or rotting. It is also an excellent spiritual tool that is helpful for spiritual cultivation. The starting price is 500 spiritual stones!"

This is Jian Zhen’s flowerpot, and it is also the purpose of their trip.

The spiritual treasures for spiritual plant cultivation are naturally not as expensive as those high-level spiritual tools.

But there are still a few people bidding:

"I'll offer 100,000 Spiritual Stones."

"Two hundred thousand."

"I'll give you 500,000!"

Just when everyone was vying for the first round.

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the bidding panel, and a number appeared on the big screen.

Jin Manting was also slightly surprised, but it did not affect his upward smile. He looked at the largest box on the top floor, the box of Demon Lord Ye Jisheng, and slammed his hammer and said, "The bid for box No. 1 is 10 million spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar.

Although the flowerpots used by the Mengxi people to grow spiritual plants are indeed rare, few are willing to pay such a high price for them. Even Jin Manting himself was a little surprised. He did not expect that the big man would be willing to pay such a high price for a flowerpot. But no matter how surprised he was, he knew it would be a waste not to make money if he could.

Jin Manting was just about to continue hitting the hammer.

suddenly--

The red light in the middle of the big screen flashed again, and the new bid refreshed the screen.

Jin Manting was stunned at first, and with a trembling hand, he took the hammer and smashed it down, saying excitedly: "Box No. 2 offers a price of 20 million spirit stones!"

If the whole audience was just shocked just now, now everyone in the audience could not sit still.

You have to know the rules of the Ghost Market, which divides people into different levels according to their status and abilities, especially for such a large auction. Those who can sit on the top floor must be rare and powerful people in the Three Realms. And now, not only did such a powerful person bid for a flower pot, but the big guys in the two boxes on the top floor also bid, and they were even bidding!!!

Oh my God, what kind of flower pot is this that is so precious?

Could it be that...

This is not an ordinary flowerpot, but some rare spiritual weapon?

This thought flashed through everyone's mind in an instant.

The people below looked at each other. Some of them gritted their teeth and decided to gamble their entire fortunes: "I'll bid, too. 21 million spirit stones!"

One stone can cause a thousand ripples.

Some people were originally skeptical and were still waiting and watching, but when they saw that others were willing to bid more than 20 million to buy it, they thought they had received some inside information, and then those who were originally hesitant made up their minds.

For a time:

"Twenty-two million spiritual stones"

"Twenty-five million spirit stones."

"And we..."

Looking at the crowd below who were making a lot of noise and bidding up the price, the fairy in white in box number two held his forehead with his hand helplessly. Fu Changhuan had always been a rational and clear-headed person, but at this moment he did not expect that this would be the scene he least wanted to happen.

The little boy was a little worried: "Immortal Lord?"

Fu Changhuan was an immortal who had cultivated for tens of millions of years. He raised his hand and said, "It's okay. Maybe the people next door are just in a momentary mood. Now that the price has risen and has already exceeded the value of the flowerpot, they will not bid anymore..."

The words haven't finished yet.

A red light flashed by, re-superimposing the bidding on the screen, and the whole place suddenly fell silent.

Jin Manting trembled for a moment, then dropped the hammer heavily: "Box No. 1 bids another 100 million spirit stones! Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

The whole place fell silent instantly.

Even those who came to join in the fun backed off; such a sky-high price was prohibitive.

Even the little boy was surprised when he saw it. He had never expected this development. He looked at the Immortal Venerable in shock and helplessness, and found that the Immortal Venerable's face had also become cold. He had not seen the Immortal Venerable like this for a long time.

The little boy hesitated and said, "My Lord Immortal, the price is too high. How about we go find other spiritual treasures to make pots for the immortal grass?"

Fu Changhuan said: "It has been dormant for too long. We can't wait any longer."

Just as the little boy was about to speak, Fu Changhuan had already injected spiritual power and made a new bid.

Jin Manting, who was outside, was about to faint again when he saw the numbers flashing on the screen: "Box No. 2 bids 120 million spirit stones!!!"

I originally thought that this was the highest level, and that the two big guys above were probably just fighting each other on a whim, and that they should stop when they had enough fun over a flower pot.

But unexpectedly, a red light flashed.

Another new price flashed, and the highest price since the auction began appeared on the screen.

Jin Manting's eyes widened, and he almost choked up. He slammed the table and said, "The guest in Box 1 directly bid 200 million spirit stones!"

The whole audience was in an uproar.

It doubled again!

Even Jian Zhen, who was sitting in Ye Jisheng's arms in Box No. 1, was a little surprised. It was just a small grass and didn't understand the price of these spirit stones. It was not smart, but not stupid either. It knew that the price was very high.

The grass elf hesitated for a moment and gently rubbed Ye Jisheng's hand.

Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and looked at it: "What's wrong?"

The elf in the arms, which was as big as a jade ball, shook its little head gently, and the tender and soft branches also shook. Although it could not speak, its meaning was expressed. It knew that the flower pot was very good, but it was too expensive, so it should not be bought. It could also use an ordinary flower pot. In fact, it was not picky.

Ye Jisheng's red eyes reflected Xiaocao's cute and naive appearance. He curled his lips and smiled. His eyes, which always contained a sly smile, rarely showed a bit of tenderness.

It just happened at this moment.

A voice was transmitted into the room, and Fu Changhuan in the next room said in a voice that only the people in the two rooms could hear: "I don't know who the immortal friend next door is. It is fate that we can be here together today. Although the spiritual weapon of the Mengxi clan is precious, it is not worth the price of 200 million spiritual stones. I hope the immortal friend will not waste money on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Zhen clearly saw a flash of coldness in Ye Jisheng's eyes.

But it was only for a moment.

A cold laugh rang out in the room. Ye Jisheng didn't even raise his eyes and said calmly, "They are just some personal belongings. I have plenty of them. If Immortal Wangchen is reluctant to bid for them, then there is no need to bother with this."

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in both rooms suddenly became tense.

The identities of both parties were suddenly revealed, or rather, Ye Jisheng never bothered to hide.

Fu Changhuan was silent for a moment, then said, "This spiritual weapon is really useful to me. If the Demon Lord is willing to part with it, I can guarantee that if the Demon Lord needs any treasure from the Immortal Clan in the future, I will give it to him."

Ye Jisheng spoke lazily, curling his lips and smiling: "My Lord, do you think I am someone I would be willing to give up?"

The devil's domineering, bloodthirsty and ruthless character is well known in all three realms.

Fu Changhuan finally realized how difficult this person was and could only tell the truth: "To be honest, I came to auction this flower pot today because the spiritual plant I raised has made a breakthrough in cultivation recently and urgently needs this spiritual treasure to protect its soul. If the Demon Lord is unwilling to make concessions, then I can only accompany him to the end."

Two supreme leaders exchanged ideas, and invisible majesty strolled on the top floor.

Most people would have been so frightened that they would have retreated away and become speechless.

Ye Jisheng just slid his fingers over the soft leaves of the fairy grass, and said lightly on his handsome and indifferent face: "You can make an offer. The spiritual plant I raise happens to need this flower pot recently. However, considering your sincerity, I can also persuade you that this spiritual tool can only maintain the spiritual grass with excellent qualifications. My spiritual plant will transform in just a hundred years. Taking Meng Xi's spiritual tool is the best way to put it to good use."

That's what is implied.

Don't waste good things like that unknown spiritual plant in your house.

The usually good-tempered Fu Changhuan next door sneered: "Demon Lord, you are joking. I have been taking care of my spiritual plant myself. It has sprouted spiritual intelligence in less than a hundred years. It is a rare spiritual plant in the world."

Ye Jisheng: "My spiritual plant has not even been around for a hundred years and it has already transformed."

Fu Changhuan: "My spiritual plant understands human nature and dares to speak for itself."

Two top bosses from the three realms were fighting each other from a distance, and the atmosphere was tense.

Only Jian Zhen: "..."

No, what are they talking about?!

Is there anyone who comes to take care of it? It doesn’t dare to do it!