Finally, in a restaurant, the two heard that Lingbao Pavilion was auctioning this spiritual herb, so they hurried over.
As a result, the two met Qin Feng and Han Xuanxuan as soon as they arrived at Lingbao Pavilion.
The moment Han Xuanxuan saw Shi Hongyi, a smug look immediately appeared in her eyes.
She knew that this brainless simp couldn't live without her. Since he was here, she would make him spend money and embarrass him in front of all the guests!
However, at this moment, Shi Hongyi's mind was not on Han Xuanxuan at all; he only wanted to get the Qilin Grass so that he could refine the Nourishing Spirit Pill for his mother.
Upon seeing the two, Qin Feng immediately became sarcastic: "Oh, isn't this the eldest young master of the Shi family? Didn't you say you wouldn't see us? Why are you running around like a puppy again?"
Shen Zhao immediately retorted, "Is Lingbao Pavilion your family's business? If someone as low-class as you can come here, why can't someone as rich as Young Master Shi from Yunzhou come?"
Go ask everyone present, if you absolutely had to kick someone out, would you choose you or Young Master Shi?
"snort!"
Knowing that Shen Zhao was unbeatable with words, Qin Feng remained silent, only glaring fiercely at the two of them.
"Shi Hongyi, you remember this: I don't need your money! Nor do I need your charity."
At this moment, Han Xuanxuan blurted out something that completely baffled Shen Zhao.
"Is this woman sick? She has all the symptoms of a fairy from her past life on this idiot."
So the two ignored them and went straight to a front-row booth.
That's where rich people sit; it represents status and position. In the past, Han Xuanxuan and Qin Feng could also sit there openly because of Shi Hongyi.
But now, because they didn't pay at the auction a few days ago, their privileged seating has been revoked.
They thought Shi Hongyi would continue to let them enjoy the comfortable experience of the private room, but who would have thought that Shi Hongyi didn't care about the two of them at all.
This made Qin Feng and Han Xuanxuan feel awkward, and their hatred for Shi Hongyi deepened.
"Xuanxuan, don't worry, he'll definitely beg us to sit down later."
"Hmph, don't think I'll forgive him so easily this time!"
The two could only sit next to ordinary seats, squeezing in with others while waiting for the Lingbao Pavilion's auction.
Soon, the auction began at the host's call: "Ladies and gentlemen, today we present the first spiritual artifact, a mid-grade Xuan-level spiritual artifact, the Bodhi Rosary. This is a vessel belonging to Master Xuanbei of the Golden Dragon Temple, and its effects are self-evident. The starting bid is 20,000 spirit stones."
"Thirty thousand spirit stones!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng shouted loudly.
He desperately needed a Xuan-grade spiritual artifact to enhance his strength. He had been at the third level of Qi Condensation for two whole months, and he simply couldn't stand the conventional cultivation method anymore.
"Forty thousand spirit stones!"
Soon someone raised the price.
Without even looking up, Qin Feng shouted, "Fifty thousand spirit stones."
"Sixty thousand spirit stones!"
"Seventy thousand spirit stones!"
The price kept rising, and finally, when it reached 90,000 spirit stones, everyone stopped bidding, and Qin Feng won the item.
"Hmph, we'll make that guy pay later!"
Qin Feng thought to himself.
The second treasure was a seven-colored glass bead, a high-grade Xuan-level spiritual artifact, one grade higher than the previous Bodhi prayer beads.
After a bidding war, it was won by Qin Feng for 150,000 spirit stones.
Shi Hongyi did not bid at all; he was now only waiting for news about the Qilin Grass.
When the third treasure was revealed, the host said, "This item is a golden egg taken from the Northern Underworld. What it can hatch is currently unknown, so the starting bid is 10,000 spirit stones."
Upon seeing the golden egg, Shen Zhao suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Twenty thousand spirit stones!"
Shi Hongyi, who was standing next to him, was startled and was about to ask a question when he saw Qin Feng also shout out a bid: "Fifty thousand spirit stones!"
He had no idea what was inside the golden egg; he just wanted to annoy Shi Hongyi and his companion and drive up the price.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zhao replied without changing his expression, "One hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"150,000 spirit stones!"
Qin Feng shouted again.
Even Han Xuanxuan, who was standing nearby, panicked at this shout: "Brother Qin Feng, isn't this going too far?"
Qin Feng said, "Don't worry, it won't happen. Think about the humiliation we suffered a few days ago. This is the price Shi Hongyi has to pay."
Two hundred thousand!
Shen Zhao did not hesitate at all and decisively raised the price.
He was determined to acquire this golden egg no matter what. Others might not know what would hatch from it, but he knew perfectly well. Even if it cost him millions, even if it meant sacrificing his Dragon Essence, or even if he had to personally forge an Emperor-level divine weapon, it would be worth it.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
Seeing Qin Feng continuing to cause trouble, Shen Zhao took a deep breath and then offered a price: "One million!"
He had a thousand high-grade spirit stones given to him by Shi Hongyi, which was enough to pay the money.
Sure enough, Qin Feng shut up after Shen Zhao shouted out one million.
"One million per time!"
"twice!"
"three times!"
"make a deal!"
Congratulations, sir!
Shen Zhao successfully snatched the golden egg, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"In the Northern Sea there is a fish called Kunpeng, but this golden egg is the saint among the Kunpeng, the Golden-Winged Kunpeng! It can be obtained for only one million spirit stones, it's an absolute steal!"
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