Chapter 83: Don’t you have enough points to cheat me?
Song Anci and the others looked at Shengxia with strange expressions. Has she figured it out?
What a good girl has become after being tortured by Wanqi Muzhao and Yin Yiyi.
"I think this is right. You have to hang yourself on a tree." Song Anyu retorted. He had been fed up with it for a long time.
Shengxia gave an awkward but polite smile in response. This was the original owner's fault, not hers!
"Ahem..." Shengxia cleared her throat, "Can I stay here?"
Few people refused.
At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open again, and a tall man with a handsome face walked in. He smiled and said, "I knew you were all here."
"I said Qingchen would come?" Song Anci said with a smile.
Song Anci introduced Song Ningshu to Gu Qingchen.
Song Ningshu nodded slightly. She felt that she met more people today than in the past three years.
As soon as Gu Qingchen sat down, the auction began.
The Wanbao Pavilion Auction is held on the third floor of the Wanbao Pavilion, with ten boxes surrounding the auction table and the public seats.
Guests in the private rooms can see the auction table and the public seats, but the auction table and the public seats cannot see the people in the private rooms. The ten private rooms are also equipped with formations to block spiritual detection.
Standing on the auction table was a charming woman in red. "Welcome everyone to the Wanbao Pavilion Auction House. I'll be hosting tonight's auction. I'm auctioneer Wen Qi."
"Okay, I won't be polite anymore. I believe everyone is more interested in tonight's auction items. There are a total of twenty-five auction items tonight."
"The first auction item is the Fire Stone. Fire Stone is an excellent material for forging fire-attributed spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons forged with it can increase their attack effectiveness by 30%, making it a very useful tool in battle."
"Starting price: one hundred high-grade spirit stones."
"One hundred and fifty."
"One hundred and seventy."
"two hundred."
"Two hundred and thirty."
…
In the end, the Fire Stone was sold at the price of two hundred and seventy high-grade spirit stones.
"The second auction item is the eighth-level Qingling Pill. It removes impurities from the body and transforms them into spiritual energy. Starting price: 500 high-grade spirit stones."
"Five hundred and one."
"Five hundred and three."
…
The people in the box where Song Ningshu was had no interest in what was ahead.
Shengxia took a picture of the crystal core of a sixth-level fire monster.
Song Ningshu took pictures of several spiritual herbs.
Song Anran was curious and asked, "Sister Ning Shu, why are you picking up spiritual herbs? Are you making pills?"
Song Ningshu shook his head. "No, I took these for my second senior brother. He's an alchemist, and these spiritual herbs are hard to find. I thought he might need them, so I took these."
"Oh." Song Anran nodded.
As the auction was coming to an end, the auction hall became increasingly agitated.
"Next, we will auction the twenty-third item, the Flame Lion Cub!" Wen Qi said, and lifted the black cloth covering the small cage on the auction table.
"The Flame Lion cub is a fire-type demon beast. It is currently at the peak of the second stage, equivalent to the peak strength of a human cultivator at the foundation-building stage. It has the potential to grow to the eighth stage, equivalent to the cultivation level of a human cultivator at the Mahayana stage."
"Starting price: 100 million high-grade spirit stones!"
"One hundred and fifty million!"
"Two hundred million!"
"Two hundred and ten million!"
"Two hundred and twenty million!"
"Two hundred and fifty million!"
…
"Three hundred million!"
"Three hundred and ten million!"
…
"Three hundred and seventy million!"
The bidding noises gradually died down, and Ye Qingzhou began to raise the price, "Four hundred million!"
"Four hundred and ten million!"
"Four hundred and thirty million!"
…
In the end, Ye Qingzhou bought the Flame Lion cub for 470 million high-grade spirit stones.
"You're quite rich, aren't you? If you want a spirit pet, why don't you ask my third brother for a favor?" Song Anran looked at Ye Qingzhou with a reproachful look.
"I can't always trouble Brother An Yu. Besides, taming a spirit beast is very risky." Ye Qingzhou teased the little beast in the cage and grinned.
"Qingzhou, you are too polite. After all, I watched you grow up." Song Anyu said.
"Then next time I want to ask Brother An Yu for help, Brother An Yu is not allowed to refuse!" Ye Qingzhou laughed heartlessly.
"Of course." Song Anyu nodded.
"Next up is the twenty-fourth auction item, a top-grade divine artifact, the Yuanhong Sword."
The magic sword on the auction table was as thin as a cicada's wing, shining with a dazzling red light. Even in the box, one could faintly feel the pressure emanating from the artifact.
"Starting price: 300 million high-grade spirit stones."
"Three hundred and twenty million!"
…
"Three hundred and seventy million!"
In the end, the price of Yuanhong Sword was raised to 600 million.
Shengxia raised her eyelids and said, "Six hundred and fifty million."
[System, help me exchange my points for 1.5 billion high-grade spirit stones.]
[Okay, host. Host, I think you can exchange it for a spirit sword in the system mall.]
Shengxia rolled her eyes inwardly. "Don't you think you've earned enough points from me? I think it's more cost-effective to exchange them for spirit stones and then bid for the spirit sword."
010 Nothing to say.
Song Ningshu glanced at the ball of golden light on Shengxia's shoulder. He was indeed a person with great merits. The golden light of the system was really dazzling.
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