Yun Zheng: “…”
She simply said without allowing any further argument, "Alright, this matter is settled for now."
"Yes!" Elder Liang's hypocritical expression disappeared in an instant after hearing this.
Yun Zheng looked at Xie Mingchen and the others, pursed her lips, and was speechless for a moment.
Xie Mingchen's expression shifted slightly upon seeing this. He stepped forward, raised his hand in a bow, and said respectfully, "Disciples, we understand. We will await your return within the sect."
"Yes, we will wait for you to come back." Baili Yuchen agreed reluctantly.
The little girl Duanmu Yu said anxiously and sadly, "Little... little ancestor, you have to... take good care of yourself."
Du Fusong and Qin Anyan exchanged a few words of farewell that were neither itchy nor painful.
Yun Zheng listened to their words and looked up at them again.
She smiled lightly, "Well, you guys should not be lazy in the sect either. Remember to practice."
As time went by, the auction became more and more heated, with rare items being displayed one after another.
Many people feasted their eyes.
But for some people from the tenth-rate sects, although these are rare and precious, they are not to the point where they must buy them.
Soon, an hour passed.
The auction has also entered a white-hot stage.
Finally, one of the auction’s grand finales arrived!
"Everyone, we only have three items left in this auction, and these three items are also the finale of our auction!"
"Next, let Zhao introduce the first grand finale lot to everyone."
Mr. Zhao on the round table clapped his hands with a smile, and in an instant a sexy woman with a graceful figure came up with a square plate and placed it on the display stand.
Although the beauty is beautiful, everyone wants to see the finale.
The square plate was covered with a red cloth, attracting everyone's curiosity to peek inside.
The people on the first floor urged anxiously, "Mr. Zhao, please quickly lift the red cloth and let everyone see what this is!"
When Mr. Zhao heard this, he smiled and waved his hands, "Everyone, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
Someone hushed and said, "Tsk, Mr. Zhao, even if you're impatient, you'll get burned. We're not afraid of burning our mouths!"
"Yes, please introduce yourself quickly."
Mr. Zhao choked, then smiled.
I saw Old Zhao raise his hand and slowly lift the red cloth, revealing the object on the square plate.
Everyone's pupils shrank slightly. This... this is actually a semi-artifact!
It was a short sword, not yet unsheathed. The scabbard was pure dark black without any decorations.
Elder Zhao picked up the dagger and slowly explained, "This dagger was forged by a demigod-level weapon refiner from the Zhongtian Realm. By chance, it came to our Sanqing Auction!"
"As everyone knows, not only in the Nanyang airspace, but even in the lower three regions, there are no demigod-level weapon refiners, and demigod-level spiritual weapons are even rarer."
"What's more, this short sword, once unsheathed, can be controlled to transform into a long sword! It can be used as both a long sword and a short sword, and is suitable for both."
“Its value is self-evident.”
As soon as these words were spoken, many people showed expressions of determination to win.
Especially the people from the sect in the private rooms on the third and fourth floors.
Old Zhao glanced at their expressions, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he suddenly drew out his dagger!
"Buzz—"
The powerful sword energy poured out, and in an instant, some weaker practitioners felt oppressed and chest tightness.
The first thought that came to everyone's mind was, 'Demigod-level spiritual weapons are indeed extraordinary'!
Just unsheathing it has such power, so wouldn't it give me even greater strength in battle?!
Yun Zheng took a look and had no interest in bidding at all.
Xie Mingchen and others were excitedly discussing this demigod-level dagger.
"A semi-divine artifact, even some tenth-rate sects don't have it."
"I don't know who will win this time."
"Of course, the flowers will fall into the hands of wealthy practitioners."
"That's right."
Yun Zheng, standing aside, also silently agreed.
This demigod-level dagger should cost at least 10 million spirit jades...
"The starting bid is 50 million spiritual jades!" Old Zhao's friendly and powerful voice sounded.
Yun Zheng was so shocked by the value of this spiritual jade that her eyes widened. This demigod-level dagger actually required so many spiritual jades!!!
She immediately used her spiritual sense to probe into the storage space and took a look at the demigod-level silver sword that Rong Shuo had given her. The quality of this silver sword was many times stronger than the dagger!
She silently shifted her gaze to the handsome man in white, her eyes somewhat subtle.
Her man seems to be very rich...
Rong Shuo noticed Yun Zheng's gaze and looked over.
However, only the girl's delicate profile was visible as she was watching the auction scene below.
Rong Shuo frowned. Could it be that he had sensed it wrong just now?
Many people have already enthusiastically called for bidding.
"Five million and one hundred thousand spirit jades!"
"Fifty-one million spirit jades!"
“…”
"Sixty-seven million spirit jades!"
Most of the people who bid for the prize are elders of the sect, as well as those extremely wealthy and talented disciples.
Originally, Elder Wang of the Wuque Sect also wanted to compete, but in the end he found that he was overestimating his own capabilities. After all, the difference between an eighteen-rate sect and a tenth-rate sect is not just a little bit!
Finally, the person who bought this short sword at the auction for 78 million spirit jades was Xiao Yilang.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, he was indeed worthy of being called Crazy Xiao, his financial resources were indeed extraordinary!
Next, it was the turn of the second finale.
Mr. Zhao smiled mysteriously, "The second finale is even rarer and more precious!"
"What is it? Mr. Zhao, don't keep us in suspense." Everyone said.
At this moment, the old Qinglong in the Fengxing space frowned slightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and his expression was a little anxious.
Yun Zheng noticed his condition and asked worriedly, "Si Qing, what's wrong?"
Old Qinglong remained silent with a gloomy expression.
The animals nearby seemed to have sensed something and all looked towards Old Qinglong.
"Old Dragon, is it..."
Old Qinglong's tense expression relaxed, and he said calmly, "It's blood essence, a drop of Qinglong's blood essence."
When Yun Zheng heard this, her heart was shocked.
Azure Dragon's blood!
Every divine beast has essence and blood, and essence and blood are as important as the human heart. Although essence and blood can be divided, every drop consumed will cause great damage to the beast's vitality.
Yun Zheng asked suspiciously, "Could this be yours?"
Old Qinglong blew his beard and glared, "My flesh and blood disappeared in that place over a thousand years ago. How could they be in Zhonglingzhou?"
"Can you refine this essence and blood?" Yun Zheng asked.
Old Qinglong raised his green eyebrows and said, "Why? You, a miserly little girl, want to spend the Lingyu for me?"
"Yeah." Yun Zheng said calmly.
Old Qinglong was stunned.
Then, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and the next moment, he snorted arrogantly: "You little girl, you know what's good and know how to respect me. From now on, I will protect you and you will be able to dominate Zhonglingzhou."
Yun Zheng: “…”
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