The purple moss flower and fruit is a low-grade spiritual medicine, which is extremely rare in small countries. Many people from foreign countries came here for it.
Spiritual herbs and medicines are divided into yellow grade, black grade, earth grade and heaven grade.
Chen Yue introduced, "This auction item is a low-grade earth-grade purple moss flower and fruit. Purple moss flowers bloom once every fifty years and bear fruit once every fifty years. They grow in the snowy mountains and polar regions. They have the effect of invigorating and removing turbid qi, and regenerating flesh and bones. Our Lingtian Auction only has this one purple moss flower and fruit. You can all weigh its value in your own minds."
"The auction starts at 20,000 low-grade spirit stones!"
Someone immediately shouted, "Thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"Thirty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"I'll give you 40,000!"
"I will offer you 43,000 low-grade spirit stones!"
This time there were obviously many more unfamiliar voices calling for action.
The Third Prince Chu Yunheng had a gloomy face. As he listened to the price of purple moss flowers and fruits soaring again and again, his chest felt as if it was being punched again and again. He was extremely depressed!
"This prince will offer 50,000 low-grade spirit stones!" said Chu Yunheng.
At this moment, a voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female came out again, "This young master will offer 60,000 low-grade spirit stones!"
Chu Yunheng gnashed his teeth in anger, "Damn it! It's her again!"
"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!" A sinister and sharp voice came from a private room on the fourth floor, making people feel their scalp tingling for a moment.
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses and looked much more serious.
The people in the box on the fourth floor were all powerful Spirit Emperors, and this person's voice made her feel vaguely uncomfortable.
That person is definitely not someone who can be easily dealt with!
Yun Zheng turned around and asked, "Qingfeng, what was the strength of that person just now?"
Upon hearing this, Qingfeng sent out his mental power to investigate.
Qing Feng answered truthfully: "That person has the cultivation level of the eighth level of Spiritual Emperor!"
Eighth level of Spirit Emperor?
Higher than the ancestors of those families in the Great Chu State.
However, even if he is very powerful, she will never give the purple moss flower and fruit to him!
Yun Zheng pressed the microphone and said, "One hundred and one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones!" A sinister voice came out again from a box on the fourth floor, making people shudder.
Yun Zheng still followed suit, "Two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
The other party seemed stunned for a moment, then pressed the microphone and continued: "Three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
Everyone was shocked. This price far exceeded the original value of the purple moss flowers and fruits!
Normally, a purple moss flower fruit would cost about 150,000 low-grade spirit stones at most, but now the price has doubled. The strong man on the fourth floor is indeed rich and powerful!
However, how could the owner of Box 27, who always causes trouble, dare to bid against the Spirit Emperor on the fourth floor? Wasn't he afraid that he would be assassinated after leaving the auction?
Although they didn't know who the owner of Box 27 was, it would be easy for the Spirit Emperor to find out if he wanted to!
Yun Zheng restrained her expression, her eyes fixed on the purple fruit that looked like a six-pointed star. She pursed her red lips and said, "Four hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
"Is this kid stupid?"
"A single purple moss fruit is worth so many spirit stones for her? Does she really want it or is she deliberately raising the price?"
"Is it worth it to deliberately raise the price to anger a Spirit Emperor? Unless there is a deep hatred between the two of them..."
"Is that guy in Room 27 really smart, or is he just being clever?"
Everyone's attitude towards Yun Zheng began to change slowly. From the initial disapproval, they later became somewhat appreciative, and now it has turned into contempt and suspicion.
Yun Zheng ignored everyone's thoughts. She came to the Lingtian Auction tonight because of the purple moss flowers and fruits. If it weren't for the purple moss flowers and fruits, she wouldn't have come here.
Once the spirit stones are spent, they are spent.
It's no big deal.
Besides, she could earn spirit stones quickly. She could draw five third-grade runes in an hour, which meant that she could earn at least 500,000 low-grade spirit stones in an hour!
If others knew what she was thinking at the moment, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood, and would also be filled with envy, jealousy and hatred!
Ordinary cultivators like them couldn't even earn 10,000 low-grade spirit stones in a year...
Sudden--
A mental force attacked Yun Zheng. Qingfeng was about to help her to eliminate the mental force, but Yun Zheng raised her hand and told Qingfeng not to worry about it.
Yun Zheng narrowed her cold eyes, raised her red lips slightly, and quickly wiped her fingers in front of her eyes. Her dark eyes instantly turned into a strange and gorgeous red.
At this moment, in Yun Zheng's eyes, that spiritual power had turned into substance, like a white floc-like existence.
"Destroy!"
She parted her red lips slightly, and a clear, pleasant voice suddenly rang out.
In a space where no one could see, countless red lights like thin lines quickly strangled the white, floc-like mental power!
'call out--'
In a private room on the fourth floor, a mysterious man in a black robe suddenly frowned, hugged his head tightly, and roared in pain.
“Ahhh…”
Yun Zheng raised her eyes and looked towards a private room on the fourth floor. Her bloodshot eyes looked through the crystal stone and saw a man in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly, kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands in pain.
Qingfeng looked at her in shock, as if he had seen a monster.
"Just now...just now, what happened to your eyes?" Qing Feng asked in surprise, stuttering, "And why did that spiritual power disappear? What's going on?"
Yun Zheng's eyes had returned to normal by then. She looked at Qing Feng with a sinister smile, "Don't let anyone know that my eyes can change color, or I'll kill you~"
Qingfeng's heart started pounding at the extreme indifference in her eyes.
After reacting, Yun Zheng was already sitting in her seat, smiling broadly, because the purple moss flowers and fruits were already in her pocket.
Because the mysterious man on the fourth floor had his mental power counterattacked by her pupil technique, his sea of consciousness was in so much pain that he couldn't speak normally or bid!
"With the purple moss flowers and fruits, we have already achieved success." Yun Zheng smiled.
Qingfeng looked at Yun Zheng like this, as if her threats just now were just a scene in his imagination...
strangeness!
This Yun Zheng hides many secrets, unlike a small, marginal country in Dongzhou... the waste that was rumored...
It seems that the Emperor sent him to protect her because he was impressed by her abilities!
Qingfeng secretly guessed that the Emperor might want to train Yun Zheng to be one of his personal guards!
No one noticed the turbulent flow between Yun Zheng and the mysterious man, and everyone's attention was quickly attracted to the first finale.
Chen Yue smiled, "Originally, there were two grand finale items this time, but due to the sudden incident, we have added an extra one. I'm sure you will like it. Let me introduce the first grand finale item first - the third-grade breakthrough elixir!"
"A third-grade rank-breaking elixir that can help a great spiritual master break through from the ninth rank to the spiritual king level!"
As Chen Yue spoke, she held a jade bottle in her slender hand.
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