Taking Bones and Changing Skin? Are You Worthy of This Heaven-Defying Phoenix Fate?

Yun Guiyue was the Saintess cherished by the entire Central Continent.


Yet because of a transmigrator, she died at the hands of her own biological brother.


They st...

Chapter 990: One Hundred Thousand High-Grade Spiritual Stones

Chapter 990: One Hundred Thousand High-Grade Spiritual Stones

If Gui Yue says nothing will happen, then nothing will happen.

At the moment, things may not be going exactly as she wants, but at least they are still under her control.

Even if it's out of control, she definitely has a way to deal with it.

So, put your heart at ease.

Feng Rong rubbed his head and muttered, "One by one, two by two, is my head that easy to rub? My hair is going to be messed up."

Helian Xing stretched out his big hand, rubbed his head hard, and then smiled triumphantly.

"You know what, it feels really good."

Feng Rong gnashed his teeth with his messy hair, "Helian Xing, are you looking for death?"

The two little guys started fighting again in the private room, and the others were no longer surprised.

Helian Hong thought of the pig and monkey they had tied up in the inn, and quickly pulled Yun Guiyue's hand, "Should we bring the pig and monkey over?"

What if these two guys can find the treasures being auctioned?

Maybe they can find something good and take it back.

After all, she still remembers the star flower from last time.

Yun Guiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No need, the things here are basically good or bad at a glance, and they are probably not of interest to you, Helian."

As one of the largest families in Zhongzhou, Helian Hong had seen everything since she was a child. It was just that the expectations of the Star Flower last time were too high for her.

However, this is actually the first time that Pig Monkey has discovered such a good thing.

But thinking of this, Yun Guiyue thought of the spiritual consciousness that he had in the sea of ​​stars and flowers last time.

So powerful, is it really the Flying Phoenix?

She was actually very unfamiliar with the aura of the Flying Divine Phoenix, but strangely, she had an inexplicable intuition that day that made her certain that the one inside was the Flying Divine Phoenix.

Thinking about it now, she was a little uncertain.

Until the auction started, what really livened up the atmosphere was Yun Guiyue's ninth-grade elixir.

At first, some people even couldn't believe it was of the ninth grade, but the moment the pill bottle was opened and the fragrance filled the air, everyone believed it.

They all felt much more comfortable just by smelling it, not to mention taking it directly.

If the Liu family did not have the elixir given by Yun Guiyue, they would have to get this elixir, but now it is much more casual. If they can bid for it, they will bid for it. If they can't, forget it.

What Yun Guiyue didn't expect was that the Ji family would actually participate in this auction.

The Ji family has Ji Qingyuan, so they shouldn't be afraid of getting hurt or dying. So what is this pill used for?

"One hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."

The Ji family's last offer deterred others, and the voices of raising the price stopped at this moment.

The shopkeeper banged the hammer excitedly.

His small auction house had never seen a single item sold at such a high price.

It’s so exciting, thanks to Saint Yun.

Feng Rong smacked her lips. "Sister, if I were you, I would pretend to bid, then raise the price to compete with the Ji family. I would get more money and make them lose a lot of money."

Yun Guiyue chuckled, "It's not like I don't care about this little bit of money. Compared to making them suffer a loss financially, I'm more curious about what they're up to."

Feng Rong gave a thumbs up.

As expected of his sister, she is so rich and inhumane, and so is Brother Qianchen.

Yun Guiyue didn't care at all. After all, those spirit veins had almost condensed into top-grade spirit stones during the long time she had been in seclusion.

Don't forget, the flow of time in the Catholic Pavilion is twenty times slower.