This time, Young Master Zi did not rush to introduce himself.

The monks below the stage were concentrating on observing the stone slab.

At first glance, no spiritual fluctuations could be felt, as if it was just a stone that could be seen anywhere on the roadside.

But after tasting it carefully, I could vaguely smell an unusual scent.

The scent is subtle and complex.

It seems to come from the deep sea, with a salty and humid air, and it also seems to come from the desert, giving people a vicissitudes and ancient feeling.

Since it has become the finale of the auction, there must be a reason.

The people in the front row couldn't help but ask questions.

"Master Zi, what is that?"

"Mr. Zi, stop playing dumb and just speak."

Everyone was looking forward to Mr. Zi's answer.

But Mr. Zi said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what this is either."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and it was obvious that they were not satisfied with this answer.

A rough-looking man immediately slammed the table and stood up, staring at the purple-clothed man on the stage and said, "You don't know what it is and you're still auctioning it off. Is Lingbaozhai trying to fool us?"

"That's right, you have to give us an explanation!"

Young Master Zi was not panicked, and said with his thin lips: "Everyone, please be patient."

A slight fluctuation of spiritual power spread along with his voice, and the chaotic scene was immediately calmed down.

"Lingbaozhai really doesn't know its function, but what is certain is that there is a great mystery in this stone slab."

Having said that, Master Zi demonstrated it himself.

He placed his palms on the stone slab, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Slowly inject spiritual power.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of light blue protective shield with water ripples appeared on the surface of the stone slab. A white light flashed, and Young Master Zi's palm was bounced away.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that this protective shield looks soft and has little killing power. In fact, the air waves that spread out from it have a power close to that of a Nascent Soul.

The monks subconsciously raised a spiritual barrier to resist the impact.

However, Lingbaozhai had anticipated this and set up a formation on the stage in advance to remove most of the force.

Even so, the monks in the audience were still frightened.

Mr. Zi, who was always calm and composed, now had his clothes in disarray and looked quite embarrassed.

He quickly straightened his appearance and said, "I'm sure you all have noticed that this thing is protected by a restriction. The restriction is so powerful that it is conceivable that the secret inside is not ordinary. Maybe there is an immortal cave hidden inside?"

"There is one more thing. Lingbaozhai must tell the truth. It is not complete."

There were whispers coming from below.

There is too much uncertainty. Who knows whether the secret behind this is a rare treasure or something that can take someone's life?

And it's not complete, which means it's not very useful to take this piece.

Young Master Zi moved his ears and smiled, "Don't worry, Lingbaozhai has taken various reasons into consideration, so the price won't be too high. You can all afford it."

"Therefore, its starting price is only thirty, and each increase in price must not be less than ten."

Thirty high-quality spirit stones.

Compared to the previous treasures, it is indeed very cheap.

The first person to bid appeared, he was a foundation-building cultivator.

"forty."

"Fifty."

"seventy."

Compared to the intense and tense atmosphere before, there were obviously not many people interested this time. Even though Young Master Zi tried his best to instigate, he could barely raise the price to over a hundred.

Fan Li pinched the corner of his clothes and tried his best to restrain himself.

Although he seems calm on the surface, his heart is actually in turmoil.

That’s great, that old Yuanying monster is not interested in the stone slab.

She finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in her heart.

But Fan Li still hesitated to speak.

She knew it wasn't the right time yet.

Just now, Young Master Zi had made it clear that the stone slab was not complete. If she acted too enthusiastically, it would easily arouse suspicion.

Moreover, she couldn't guarantee whether Lingbaozhai deliberately put this up for auction in order to fish for money.

It is better to be safe than sorry.

The auction is a war without the smoke of gunpowder. She has deeply experienced the cunningness of Lingbaozhai, and she has to be on guard at all times.

Fan Li didn't know that she actually guessed it right.

At this moment, a pair of eyes are secretly observing everyone's expression.

This person is the real owner behind Lingbaozhai.

It was also the Nascent Soul monster that Fan Li sensed. The terrifying aura was emitted by him unintentionally.

The price of the slate remained at one hundred and thirty, and the person who was bidding the price was a square-faced Jindan cultivator.

He only raised the price twice, showing some interest but not much.

Young Master Zi asked, "Are there any other immortal friends who would like to bid? This may be a rare opportunity."

Just then, a clear voice sounded from the first row.

"One hundred and fifty!"

It’s Sheng Yinyin.

Bixi was shocked: "Senior Sister, we no longer have any spirit stones!"

Sheng Yinyin said impatiently: "Don't we still have more than 800?"

The Dream Soul Music score was purchased with Lingbaozhai's Lingshi, and they still had more than 800 of them.

Bixi hesitated and said, "That's what I said, but..."

"No buts, you're so nagging." Sheng Yinyin said with disdain.

Bixi stopped talking, she knew that no one could persuade this stubborn little ancestor.

Sheng Yinyin curled the corners of her lips; she certainly had her own plans.

She planned to use this stone tablet containing secrets to please her master.

As a cultivator who has reached the state of spiritual transformation, Master can definitely solve the restrictions that others cannot solve.

What if there really is some shocking treasure hidden inside? Then maybe the master would forgive her for wasting the spiritual stones!

Young Master Zi said: "One hundred and fifty for one time, one hundred and fifty for two times..."

A gleam of light flashed across Fan Li's eyes. Great, it's time!

"One hundred and sixty."

Just as Master Zi was about to bring down the hammer, Fan Li finally spoke.

The man in the dark glanced at Fan Li's face and narrowed his eyes.

Young Master Zi also looked at Fan Li. He was deeply impressed by Fan Li.

It was this girl who played a trick on Lingyin Zhenren's disciples.

He thought Fan Li would not participate this time.

To be honest, Young Master Zi couldn't guess her purpose of coming to the auction house, as she always looked indifferent.

Maybe he just came here to pick up a bargain.

But this time he was obviously challenging Sheng Yinyin again.

Not only Zi Yi thought so, the monks also thought so.

After all, the two had been competing secretly from the very beginning, and they were almost fighting.

Sheng Yinyin cursed in her heart and shouted, “Two hundred!”

Fan Li held on tightly: "Two hundred and one."

"Two hundred and sixty!"

"Two hundred and seven."

No matter how much Sheng Yinyin shouted, Fan Li would only add ten high-grade spirit stones and would never shout more. This made everyone more certain that Fan Li did it on purpose.

Sheng Yinyin gritted her teeth in anger.

This bitch is so annoying!

After the price was raised to three hundred and thirty, Sheng Yinyin stopped paying.

"Three hundred and thirty once, three hundred and thirty twice..." Young Master Zi slowed down his speech, and finally dropped the hammer and knocked on the table.

"Congratulations, young lady. The treasure is yours." Young Master Zi said to Fan Li with a smile.

Sheng Yinyin glanced back.

Seeing Fan Li frowning and showing a look of regret.

Sheng Yinyin thought she had turned the tables and laughed triumphantly.

She was finally able to give someone a taste of their own medicine!!

Fan Li immediately stood up and left.

Sheng Yinyin excitedly pulled Bixi and said, "Did you see that? I pissed her off!"

Bixi was shaken so hard that her head hurt. "I see, I see. Senior sister is really amazing."

Sheng Yinyin was in a good mood.

Fan Li achieved her goal and was in a very good mood.

After receiving the slate from the servant, she quickly left the auction house. As for what the final treasure was, she was not interested.

"Master, are you giving up on the treasure map? Do you want me to chase it and take a look?"

The man's face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.

He waved to his subordinates and turned to leave.

Fan Li had no idea that she had been to the gates of hell.

Fan Li took a walk outside and confirmed that no one was following her before she was completely relieved. It seemed that she was overthinking.

After a while, Fan Li arrived at Piao Miao Pavilion as agreed.

The person in the mirror waited for a long time and said with a smile: "Daoyou, you are here."

Fan Li nodded.

"You seem to be in a good mood, you must have encountered something good."

Fan Li smiled and said nothing.

The person in the mirror didn't ask any questions, but said straight to the point: "The person who issued the killing order against you has been found."

"But what's interesting is that the fatwa has been rescinded, just yesterday."

Fan Li was surprised and said, "Revoked? But I'm still alive."

As everyone knows, the killing order of Juemingtang can only be revoked if the person is killed. This is the first time I have heard of a person being alive but the killing order is gone.

The person in the mirror said, "It has indeed been revoked. I am not lying."

Fan Li couldn't figure out the reason, so he stopped making things difficult for himself.

It's not a bad thing anyway.

The person in the mirror raised his hand and gestured in the air a few times. Soon, a name written with spiritual power appeared on the mirror.