"Three million spirit jades!"

The bidding price continued to rise, and the enthusiasm of the crowd remained high.

Everyone was vying for the sycamore sapling.

It was not until someone bid a high price of five million spirit jades that the number of bidders suddenly decreased.

"Seven million spirit jades!"

After these words were spoken, many people were dissuaded, and now there are only three or four people still bidding.

Seeing this, Yun Zheng triggered the small ball and immediately started bidding, "Seven million one hundred thousand spirit jades!"

At this moment, in the private room on the fourth floor, when the people from the Seven Killing Sect heard this, a look of confusion flashed across their faces.

The old man in the dark green robe had a gloomy face and exuded a cold aura.

Ning Xiaoyu stood up, picked up the small sound transmission ball on the table, and sneered, "This woman caused Senior Brother Ling to be ridiculed by others. I will never let her go! Since she wants to get this ten thousand year old Wutong tree, tsk tsk, wishful thinking!"

At this time, a male disciple with a long and narrow face first glanced at Ling Moran, then smiled and echoed:

"Junior Sister Ning is right. Not only did she bring shame to Senior Brother Ling, she also caused Elder Ling to lose the opportunity to auction the 'Ten Thousand Poisons Technique'. We absolutely cannot let her off so easily!"

The other members of the Seven Killers faction also joined in the fun and praised Ning Xiaoyu.

When Ning Xiaoyu heard these words, she instantly felt full of justice and responsibility.

How dare a mere girl from a small, insignificant sect dare to slap the Seven Killing Sect in the face again and again?

Ning Xiaoyu thought so and used her spiritual power to activate the small ball. Her voice was sweet but with a hint of arrogance.

"I'll give you nine million spirit jades!"

Everyone was shocked that this paulownia sapling actually called for nine million spirit jades. They had originally thought that eight million spirit jades was the upper limit.

I didn't expect that...

At this time, Ning Xiaoyu's voice, filled with sarcasm and arrogance, rang out again, "Some people try to swell their faces and pretend to be rich, without even considering their own origins. This young lady is naming you—the little ancestor of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect!"

When these words were spoken, everyone frowned.

Five Elements Spiritual Sect? Little Ancestor?

It sounds very familiar.

Suddenly, someone slapped their thigh and said, "I remember now. The leader of the Eighteenth-Rate Sect that caused a stir in the Nanyang airspace recently specially sent people to the remote Dongzhou just to pick up a teenage ancestor!"

"I remember it too!"

"What? That weak little ancestor also came to this auction?"

Someone asked curiously, "Hey, I know people from the Five Elements Spiritual Sect, but I didn't see them on the first floor..."

"Most of the people in the private rooms on the fourth floor are from tenth-rate sects. How did that weak little ancestor end up offending such a big sect?"

"People from a backward place like Dongzhou are probably particularly ignorant and impulsive!"

Everyone was talking about it.

Even in the private rooms on the second, third, fourth and fifth floors, people were discussing the matter with great interest.

After all, 'Dongzhou' is a rare topic.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaoyu looked very proud.

Elder Ling's gloomy expression eased slightly, and a hint of comfort appeared in his eyes.

In the private room 401 on the fourth floor, the bald handsome man in purple frowned unhappily when he heard this.

He was just about to speak up to defend Yun Zheng and retort Ning Xiaoyu when he heard Wen Heming say beside him, "Brother Lang, with Miss Yun's temperament, she won't suffer any loss..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yilang frowned, paused for a few seconds, and slowly nodded.

A middle-aged man sitting at a table heard their conversation, turned around and asked curiously, "Do you know her?"

"More than just knowing each other..." Wen Heming answered subconsciously.

"Wenhe Ming!" Xiao Yilang stopped him coldly.

Wen Heming quickly closed his mouth.

Seeing Xiao Yilang's irritable and impatient expression, Elder Cheng just smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the private room on the third floor, "Ten million spirit jades!"

Everyone was shocked. There was actually someone bidding?!

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao smiled and stroked his white beard. "This guest on the third floor is bidding 10 million spirit jades! Is there anyone else bidding?"

Ning Xiaoyu's face twisted slightly in anger when she heard this.

Where did this bitch get so many spiritual jades?

She had a total of 25 million spirit jades on her, but she also had other items to auction. If she bid any more, she wouldn't be able to buy anything later.

All the disciples of the Seven Killings Sect were looking at her, and in the lobby on the first floor, many eyes were also glancing towards their private room.

Ning Xiaoyu gritted her teeth secretly, "Eleven million spirit jades!"

Everyone was shocked.

Really bid!

Ning Xiaoyu's slightly shrill voice rang out, "How could you, a person from Dongzhou, have so many spiritual jades? Did you steal them from others?!"

Everyone was stunned, and in an instant, almost everyone looked towards the third floor. Their focus was not on whether it was stolen or not, but why someone from her Five Elements Spiritual Sect was allowed to go up to the third floor?

Isn't the Five Elements Spiritual Sect just a small, third-rate sect?

How can I qualify to go to the third floor?

Not to mention going up to the third floor, you’re not even worthy of going up to the second floor!

Also, if they remembered correctly, it was this voice that just bid six million and auctioned off the "Art of Ten Thousand Poisons"!

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed very suspicious.

Suddenly, a cold voice mixed with laughter came again slowly.

"Because I have more spiritual jade than you, I stole it from others? Aren't you jealous of my ancestor's beauty and the abundance of spiritual jade?"

She paused and said regretfully, "I only have 12 million spirit jades left. I'm going to bet them all on this. If you're willing to follow me, I'll give you this sycamore sapling."

After that, there were a few clicking sounds, like someone placing it on the table.

Suddenly, a small murmur sounded, "It would be best if that idiot took a picture of this thousand-year-old sycamore tree, so that I wouldn't have to be taken advantage of..."

"Little Ancestor, please stop talking, the sound has spread out."

A crackling sound was heard, and the small ball completely stopped transmitting sound.

Everyone: “!!!” Good guy!

This is all a scheme! If the girl on the fourth floor takes a picture of it, wouldn't she become the victim they're talking about?!

Everyone suddenly looked towards the fourth floor with strange and subtle expressions.

Even Mr. Zhao's smile froze. It was the first time he had hosted such an embarrassing scene.

Ning Xiaoyu felt the teasing gazes from outside and her face turned red with anger.

"Don't fall into her trap!" Elder Ling looked at her and said in a deep voice.

Ling Moran had a hunch that something was wrong. He was about to warn her, but he saw Ning Xiaoyu pinching the small ball and starting to transmit the message.

Ning Xiaoyu frowned and sneered, "You want me to be a sucker? That's impossible! Leave this thousand-year-old sycamore tree to yourself! I'll see how you auction it next!"

No one was too surprised by her answer.

After all, who wants to be taken advantage of?!

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao smiled slightly and asked as usual, "Anyone else bidding?"