Chapter 123: The Myriad Swords Sect
Li Yuan: "..."
Seeing her beloved disciple's slightly disappointed expression, the Seventh Elder was overjoyed. She put her arm around Ye Fei's shoulder and walked with her to the fence.
Zhu Ying waved his fan and said with a smile, "This pill is called Zi Xuan Pill. After joint appraisal by the appraisers of Wu Gui Pavilion and the Alchemist Association of Lingyun Kingdom, this Zi Xuan Pill is an eighth-grade pill."
"As for the specific effects of taking the Purple Jade Pill, it's a pity that there are no detailed records in the alchemy manuals. However, the fact that a cultivator can advance in cultivation simply by absorbing the spiritual energy from the pill shows that it has a very significant effect. It seems that only the distinguished guest who wins the auction will be able to get a glimpse of the Purple Jade Pill."
"Now, I officially announce that the Purple Jade Pill will be auctioned! The starting price is three million gold coins!"
The auction began, and people below the auction platform eagerly bid against each other.
Four million gold coins!
Five million gold coins!
"Six million! I'll offer six million!"
"Six hundred and five thousand gold coins!"
"I'll offer seven million!"
"Eight million gold coins!" A male voice came from a private room on the second floor. Ye Fei recognized it as Ye Jingyao's voice.
The Seventh Elder also recognized the voice, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes: "Even that bastard Ye Jingyao can't hold back anymore?"
Huang Rongyu was so shocked by the Seventh Elder's words that her face turned pale: So the Seventh Elder can be so fierce and swear at times...?
Huang Yingyue looked at the Seventh Elder with admiration: "This older sister is so domineering! I like her so much!"
A chill flashed across Ye Fei's eyes. She smiled slightly at the Seventh Elder and said, "No rush. I like to see him get slapped in the face."
The Seventh Elder understood the meaning behind Ye Fei's words and leaned over to touch her cheek: "Okay, sister understands!"
On the auction stage, Zhu Ying waved his folding fan towards Ye Jingyao: "Patriarch Ye has offered a high price of eight million gold coins! Are there any other distinguished guests willing to offer a higher price than eight million gold coins?"
"Nine million." A cool voice came from a private room on the third floor.
The voice sounded young, clear, and magnetic. Although it only spoke three words, each word seemed to contain a piece of icy coldness, making the listener shiver involuntarily.
"Hmm?" The Seventh Elder turned his gaze in surprise to the private room from which the voice came, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Hehe, I didn't expect this kid to come too."
Ye Fei asked doubtfully, "Is it someone I know?"
Huang Rongyu poured a cup of tea and handed it to the Seventh Elder, then smiled and said to Ye Fei, "Xiao Fei hasn't been at the academy for long, so it's normal that she doesn't know him."
"A student from the academy?" Ye Fei was somewhat surprised. What kind of background did this student have to be able to sit on the third floor of the Wugui Pavilion?
“Not bad.” Huang Rongyu nodded. He raised his hand and gently lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, his gaze falling on the private room not far away. “But besides being a student of Lingfeng Academy, he has another identity: the first disciple of the Sword Venerable Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Mu Jingshen.”
Ten Thousand Swords Sect...
Ye Fei still remembered what the Seventh Elder had told her before the auction opened not long ago: the Myriad Swords Sect was the number one sect in Lingyun Kingdom, the only force that could stand on equal footing with the Lingyun Kingdom's royal family.
No wonder he could sit on the third floor of the Wugui Pavilion; it turns out he had this kind of identity...
Ye Jingyao's expression stiffened when he saw that the voice came from a private room on the third floor. Unwilling to be outdone, he continued to raise the price: "Nine million five hundred million gold coins!"
"Ten million."
A tall, slender figure stood behind the gauze curtain. Although the curtain obscured the view, one could vaguely make out that the figure was dressed in a black robe with a long sword at his waist.
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