As soon as these words were spoken, the auctioneer's hammer stopped in the air and the whole audience was silent.

Who is it?

The sound seemed to come from Room 1!

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ning Jie with a smile on his face.

Lin Bei didn't expect that someone would make a bid at this critical moment. It was obvious that they wanted to compete with him for this treasure!

He was unwilling to give in and continued to raise the price: "Seven thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

Ning Jie crossed his legs and said with a faint smile, "Seven thousand and one mid-grade spirit stones!"

In an instant, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"Who is this young man? How can he be so arrogant? He dares to go against the son of the general. This is too disrespectful!"

"He's actually in the number one room. If he's not some wealthy businessman, then he must be a young genius from a hidden sect. He probably wouldn't be afraid of Lin Bei's identity!"

"Now we're going to have a good show. This is a showdown between two young men. Lin Bei must be facing a tough opponent!"

Lin Bei was not stupid. When he heard that the guy from the No. 1 room actually offered one more spirit stone than him, he naturally understood that this was a clear attempt to go against him, Lin Bei!

But he looked at the boy who was not much different from his age.

I really can't figure out how I have offended him, or even whether I have met him before!

Damn it!

Lin Bei had already cursed Ning Jie's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

"Fairy Yaoguang, what should I do in this situation?"

Lin Bei hesitated a little and asked what Saint Yaoguang meant.

The ten thousand year old black iron essence was asked by Saint Yaoguang to obtain. Although he was born into a noble family and had ample funds, this was seven thousand medium-grade spirit stones after all, which was not a small amount!

Saint Yaoguang was silent for a moment, then said to him, "This ten-thousand-year-old black iron essence is hard to come by!"

After hearing this, Lin Bei also understood what this powerful man meant.

He suddenly slammed the table and stood up, saying in a deep voice: "Eight thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

After saying this, he looked at Ning Jie, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a gentle tone:

"My fellow Daoist, I am Lin Bei, the son of a general of the Great Xia Dynasty. I have just arrived here and would like to make friends with you. I wonder if you could give me some face?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is an attempt to win people's hearts!

But Ning Jie didn't buy it. He glanced at Lin Bei indifferently and said disdainfully:

"You stinky fish and shrimp, you want to be my friend? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror!"

"I'll offer 8,001 medium-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if he was pressing Lin Bei's face to the ground!

Sure enough, the expression on Lin Bei's face changed instantly, becoming cold and angry.

This was the first time since his rise to fame that he had taken the initiative to flatter someone and make friends with them.

but!

I didn't expect this kid to be so ungrateful. He is simply shameless!

But he had no better solution now. He didn't bring many spirit stones with him on this trip. If he continued to fight with Ning Jie, it would definitely be more trouble than it would take!

So no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to give up!

Finally, the auctioneer's hammer fell, and Ning Jie bought this piece of ten thousand year old black iron essence for eight thousand and one spirit stones.

Just then, the system's voice sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully intercepting the opportunity of the Son of Fortune and indirectly suppressing the fortune of the Son of Fortune!"

"Reward: Villain Value +20, Disposable Talent Points +2

Mystical Power: Xiantian Taiyi Divine Thunder Art! (Note: Every attack of the host will trigger the Xiantian Divine Thunder, causing overwhelming damage to the enemy!)"

"Current Luck of the Child of Fortune: Gold (Note: The Luck of the Child of Fortune is divided into seven levels: Gold, Purple, Red, Yellow, White, Gray, and Black. Killing the Child of Fortune when his Luck is black will minimize the backlash from the Heavenly Dao!)"

It was the first time that Ning Jie heard the concept of luck level, and it was also the first time that the system gave a relatively comprehensive explanation.

In fact, Ning Jie had already had a premonition. He knew that killing the Son of Destiny would not be an easy task!

After all, he is the one favored by the heaven in this world!

It can survive even when faced with death and is almost impossible to kill.

It now seems that if one wants to kill the Son of Luck without harming himself, the most correct approach is to continuously plunder his opportunities and suppress his luck level.

It is said that this is a bit time-consuming, but the thing Ning Jie has the most is time!

The Ten Thousand Years Black Iron Essence was respectfully brought up by the auctioneers. Ning Jie played with it carefully in his hands, looking down at Lin Bei who was gritting his teeth.

I feel extremely happy in my heart. Is this the feeling of the emancipated serfs singing?

It’s so cool!

Looking at Ning Jie's arrogant look, Lin Bei couldn't help but tighten the teacup in his hand.

“Bang!”

Under his powerful strength, the poor teacup was crushed into powder.

It is enough to show the anger in his heart!

He had a gloomy face and said secretly:

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the poor young man! All right! This prince will remember you. Wait for me!"

Ning Jie could guess with his feet that Lin Bei must be saying something like "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west" now.

After all, although the prototype of the protagonist was not created by him, he at least knows it.

Aren’t the protagonists of this kind of fantasy cultivation novels all based on this template? Arrogant, conceited, selfish, unable to withstand setbacks... They are simply cast in the same mold.

As the auctioneer's voice sounded, the subsequent auction items were displayed and auctioned one by one, but they were not very precious, so Ning Jie naturally had no interest.

It was not until the tenth auction item was taken out that Ning Jie put down his teacup and looked over.

The auction item is Tiancan ice silk, which is mainly black and white in color and has a delicate luster.

According to the auctioneer, this Tiancan Ice Silk is the silk of the ice-attributed Tiancan Silkworm, which can be used to make defensive soft armor and the like. It is not very rare, but the output is not large, so it is also very precious. After all, rare things are valuable!

The starting price was one thousand low-grade spirit stones, but there were only a few bids.

In the end, Ning Jie bought all the Heavenly Silkworm Ice Silk at the price of five thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Due to her previous experience as a female worker, Ning Jie had a bold and daring idea when she saw these silkworm ice silks!

This thought made Ning Jie smile, and his eyes were full of light!

Soon, the auction came to an end.

There were thirty items in total, but Lin Bei, the son of destiny, didn't buy any of them.

It’s not because he has no money, but because if he wants something, as long as he bids, that damn Ning Jie will compete with him for it.

Helpless, he could only give up!

This auction was a failure for him!

After the auction, Ning Jie knew that Lin Bei would eventually go to Miaoyin Sect, so he ignored him. Once he got to Miaoyin Sect, he would have plenty of opportunities to deal with him!

But just as he walked out of the door, Lin Bei's voice came from behind him.

"Do you really think you won?"