However, those who can control him are already of higher cultivation level than him, while those of lower cultivation level are probably unable to completely control him.

Therefore, this person, despite possessing great cultivation and weapon-refining skills, would be a troublesome figure if he were actually bought back.

Fan Mingzhu was the first to bid: "One thousand high-grade spirit stones."

This Nascent Soul cultivator might not be of much use to others, but he is extremely useful to her. She can directly extract his life force to supply the Demon Seed, which in turn can provide her with a large amount of demonic energy to help her advance.

Fan Mingzhu looked around. The cultivators were curiously watching this rare slave, but no one made a bid.

Just as she was secretly pleased, thinking that she might be able to get the slave at the bottom price, a voice that made her very uncomfortable rang out: Shi Xuan had raised the price.

She said casually, "Twelve thousand."

Fan Mingzhu suddenly turned her head to look at Shi Xuan, her eyes bloodshot with intense hatred.

Shi Xuan made two bids at the auction, both for the items she wanted. It's impossible that it was such a coincidence that every time she bid, Shi Xuan would raise the price. She didn't actually want the item; she just didn't want Shi Xuan to get what she wanted!

Shi Xuan casually munched on the spirit fruit, seemingly oblivious to Fan Mingzhu's gaze.

Fan Mingzhu's chest heaved with anger, but there was nothing she could do here. This was an auction, and Shi Xuan's actions were in accordance with the auction rules. Although she knew Shi Xuan was targeting her, she was powerless to do anything about it.

Fan Mingzhu took a deep breath and, with a displeased expression, raised the price: "Thirteen thousand."

"Five thousand." Shi Xuan replied without hesitation. At the same time, she was also wondering what Fan Mingzhu wanted a Nascent Soul cultivator for. As the daughter of the sect leader of the Divine Cauldron Sect, she had many senior brothers and elders with Nascent Soul cultivation in the sect. Why did she have to send a slave back to do what she wanted? It was really incomprehensible.

Fan Mingzhu: "One thousand six hundred."

"Eighteen thousand," Shi Xuan said calmly and casually, as if he were bidding a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

But that's true; she's now a veritable millionaire, so what's wrong with indulging in the feeling of spending money like water? This is probably how Fan Mingzhu felt when she spent a hundred high-grade spirit stones at the market to buy a second-tier spirit herb…

Fan Mingzhu stared intently at Shi Xuan, her eyes red with anger, wishing she could kill Shi Xuan and feed him to the dogs immediately.

Seeing that there had been no movement for a while, Manager Qin asked, "This immortal has offered 1,800 high-grade spirit stones. Are there any higher bids? If not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fan Mingzhu gritted her teeth and said, "One thousand ninety!"

"Two thousand two," Shi Xuan said, still in the same tone, as if to tell Fan Mingzhu that no matter how much she offered, she would not succeed.

If this were an ordinary item, and given Shi Xuan's blatant targeting, Fan Mingzhu might not have raised the price further. But this Nascent Soul was directly related to her advancement, so Fan Mingzhu gritted her teeth and added another bid: "Two thousand three!"

"Two thousand five hundred." Shi Xuan swallowed the spiritual fruit in his mouth and assumed a stance that would entangle him with Fan Mingzhu to the very end.

Fan Mingzhu was furious, but she knew this slave was really useful, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise the price: "Two thousand six."

“Three thousand.” Compared to Fan Mingzhu’s expression, Shi Xuan didn’t seem to feel any pressure at all. Not to mention that she had a way to make this slave generate value and slowly pay off the debt, even if this slave was useless, she couldn’t let Fan Mingzhu get it.

There's a saying that goes, "We must oppose whatever the enemy approves of!"

Fan Mingzhu thought about her spirit stone pouch. At this rate, she was afraid she wouldn't have enough spirit stones.

She remembered the person who had just bid for the Longevity Pill, gritted her teeth, calculated all her savings, and said, "Five thousand eight!"

The price was nearly doubled at once. A Nascent Soul stage slave had no money on him and was difficult to control. What was the point of sending him back? At this moment, Xuan really went all out to oppose her.

It was unrealistic to expect to scare Shi Baiwan with 5,800. Without a moment's hesitation, Shi Xuan easily replied, "6,000."

Where did she get so many spirit stones! She already spent over a thousand on the Ice Soul Sword, and now she wants to take out another six thousand. Do you think high-grade spirit stones are something you can just pick up on the roadside?

However, Fan Mingzhu no longer has any more spirit stones, so she cannot raise the price any further.

Before the auction started, she never imagined that a slave could fetch such a high price of six thousand, while a longevity pill only sold for ten thousand!

Fan Mingzhu's chest heaved violently. She turned her head and stared intently at Shi Xuan, her eyes filled with unfathomable hatred.

Shi Xuan seemed oblivious and even smiled at her easily.

In Fan Mingzhu's view, the smile was full of mockery and ridicule, and Shi Xuan was blatantly provoking her!

Raising the price was no longer feasible, but Fan Mingzhu was unwilling to give up. She said to Tianjun in her mind, "After the auction, let's find a way to snatch her things."

Tianjun said, "She is already at the fifth level of the Golden Core stage. You still can't beat her. Besides, she has two senior brothers at the Golden Core stage by her side. And this is the market of the Langya Sect. You should just bear with it a little longer."

"I don't want to put up with it!" Fan Mingzhu said angrily. "You've been telling me to put up with it all this time, when will it ever end! Am I supposed to always have to avoid her like the plague?"

Tianjun reassured him, "No, think about it. You've only been practicing the demonic path for a few days, and you've already improved your cultivation so much. At this rate, why shouldn't you be able to get revenge?"

"I don't want to hold back for even a moment longer!" Fan Mingzhu felt she had never been so angry before. Even though she had already broken through to the Golden Core stage, she still had to endure it, just keep enduring it. "If it's inconvenient for me to take action, someone else will."

At this moment, the master of ceremonies had already struck the gavel, and it was a foregone conclusion that the slave would be auctioned off to Shi Xuan. No matter how angry and reluctant Fan Mingzhu was, she could only grit her teeth and endure it. She rolled her eyes and began to think about how to get the slave back.

Shi Xuan observed Fan Mingzhu's expression for a while. She was always so resentful, without any change; it was really rather boring.

The auction continued. Fan Mingzhu glanced at the list of bidders and saw that there were still more than twenty items between her and the Breakthrough Pill she wanted. She stood up and left her seat.

When Gu Zhusheng, who was beside her, saw her stand up, he was taken aback for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Junior Sister, where are you going?"

"I'll be right back," Fan Mingzhu said dismissively.

Gu Zhusheng wanted to say something more, but Fan Mingzhu had already left.

Fifteen minutes later, Fan Mingzhu returned with a faint, enigmatic smile on her lips, seemingly in a much better mood than before she left.

The auction was still ongoing, and what was being auctioned was a pill-making furnace. The furnace was placed on the auction stage, and one could feel the spiritual energy surrounding it, so it was definitely not an ordinary item.

"Shi Xuan must really want a pill furnace of this caliber," Fan Mingzhu glanced at Shi Xuan and noticed that her eyes were shining as she stared intently at the pill furnace. Since Shi Xuan entered the auction house, she had been calm and composed, and this was the first time she had shown such a serious and tense expression.