Ziyang Dinosaur?
Mo Qingcheng instantly perked up. She seemed to have hit a bottleneck in her alchemy recently. It was inconvenient to take out the alchemy furnace from the interstellar farm, so she had been thinking about getting a suitable one for a while.
This is exactly what happens when someone brings you a pillow just because you're about to doze off?
Below the stage, everyone gasped in astonishment. It was rumored that the Purple Sun Cauldron was the alchemy furnace of the top alchemists on the Cloud Phoenix Continent.
For reasons unknown, the master perished, and the Purple Sun Turtle vanished without a trace. Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, it reappeared…
A seductive, ethereal voice rang out: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Purple Sun Dragon has suffered some damage over the years, and whether it can be repaired is unknown..."
One sentence, like a bucket of cold water, extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.
Yes, if the Purple Sun Dragon were intact, would it still be auctioned off? Master Yun would do everything he could to keep it in the Alchemist Guild.
"Starting bid: 500 low-grade spirit stones!" Qingmei announced slowly, "The auction now begins!"
It was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Qing Mei's beautiful eyes furrowed slightly. Could it be... that the bid is about to go unsold?
Mo Qingcheng paused in her gossip-eating, then lazily looked down. Some people seemed to be whispering amongst themselves, while others glanced at the auction stage.
Suddenly, a weak voice rang out. It was a girl in purple from the lobby on the first floor, probably a beginner in alchemy.
"five hundred!"
"Are there any more?" Qingmei waited for a while, but when no one bid, she became a little anxious.
"Five hundred and ten..."
Mo Qingcheng asked Bai to speak.
"Five hundred and twenty..."
The girl in purple spoke again.
"Six hundred!"
Bai Yi saw Mo Qingcheng make a six gesture and spoke again.
The girl in purple sighed softly. "Never mind," she thought, "I don't have much pocket money to begin with, so I'll pass."
"Six hundred once! Six hundred twice! Six hundred three times!" Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief. The price was close to the estimated price, and she could still get a small commission.
Thinking about it this way, Qingmei's voice became even sweeter: "Congratulations to the VIP guest in room number three on the third floor on the birth of the Purple Sun Dragon!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Qingwu in room number three on the second floor immediately bristled.
"Brother, how could this happen? If I had known it was that damned little bitch upstairs, I would have..."
"Shut up! How many spirit stones do you have?" Mo Qingchen frowned. "Wu'er, have you forgotten your mother's instructions?"
Mo Qingwu snorted coldly: "Brother, I can't swallow this!"
"You have to endure it even if you can't swallow it!" Mo Qingchen gave Mo Qingwu a cold look: "Don't ruin Mother's good time! Father has just returned..."
Mo Qingwu stomped her feet in anger, snorted twice, and dared not do anything rash.
When Father returned this time, he waited for two days, but that bumpkin Mo Qingcheng didn't visit him even once, which angered Father so much that he went into seclusion.
Damn little bitch, ugly freak!
It's all that vixen Mo Qingcheng's fault!
Mo Qingwu and Mo Qingchen were unaware that the VIP directly opposite them upstairs was Mo Qingcheng; otherwise, they might have been so angry they would have vomited blood.
The auction continued. Mo Qingcheng yawned, leaned against the beauty's footstool, closed her eyes slightly, and let her consciousness sink into the interstellar farm, wanting to see what the upgraded farm was like.
Wow, I was shocked when I saw it! There were ten more patches of red soil and three more patches of black soil. The distant, faintly visible mountain peaks were clearly defined; I wonder if that means we can go into the mountains to search for treasure?
Most importantly, the spiritual energy of the interstellar farm is becoming increasingly abundant, and Mo Qingcheng's anxious heart can finally rest easy.
The sound of rushing water reached her ears. Mo Qingcheng looked up and saw a small white ball swimming freely in the colorful pool.
Mo Qingcheng's face darkened: "Little Junjun, do you want me to drink your bathwater?"
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