Chapter 66 Urgently Needs Bone-Regenerating Herbs
"You filthy bastard, you pervert, you lecherous scoundrel! I think you're the one with a masochistic personality!"
Ning Shiyu, whose eyes were already red, was angrily condemning Zhou Xianzong's evil deeds in her heart.
But to my surprise, the diary was updated.
It's no wonder I was so wary when I looked at it; the moment I did, I was completely disarmed.
Even if she has this eccentric personality, she certainly wouldn't want to admit it on the surface.
What's even more damning is that Zhou Xianzong actually said that he would fall in love with that Xiao Potian because of this personality.
Are you kidding me? How could that be?
Anyone who dares to bully me will be beaten to death!
You, Zhou Xianzong, are the same.
Ning Shiyu thought to herself, fuming.
This spoiled princess could never tolerate such things.
"It's one thing for Prince Zhou Xianzong to bully me, but I can't get revenge. You, Xiao Potian, a mere peasant, think you can beat me up today? No way!"
Ning Shiyu began to make plans in her mind.
She was just being difficult today.
If she had followed the script and not provoked Zhou Xianzong, she wouldn't have had to suffer this humiliation.
But Xiao Potian's situation is different.
She's always been the one bullying others since she was little; when did it become her turn to be beaten up?
"You want to beat me up? I'll see if you have the guts."
Ning Shiyu snorted coldly.
As the daughter of a princess, she would certainly have no shortage of skilled warriors by her side when she went out incognito.
After the auction ends, he will gather his men around him, ready to kill Xiao Potian on the spot if he dares to come.
On the other side, after Zhou Xianzong entered the auction, he was about to head to his private box when he unexpectedly ran into Mo Wu.
"Your Highness, you've arrived so early."
Mo Wu said with a smile.
She missed the little guy a bit after not seeing him for a few days.
Judging from the diary, this kid seems to be doing quite well.
He's never lacked pretty girls around him.
"It's getting late, the auction is about to start."
Zhou Xianzong smiled and looked at Mo Wu. Today, Mo Wu was dressed quite conservatively, as always in a red cheongsam and high heels.
Elegant and luxurious without losing its refinement.
"It seems Your Highness only remembers the auction and hasn't thought about me at all."
Mo Wu was somewhat disappointed.
"Sister Mo, what are you saying? I think about you every day. If I hadn't been busy these past few days, I would definitely have gone to the city to see you."
Zhou Xianzong had no idea what shame was.
"Yeah?"
Mo Wu stared straight at him.
They say a man's mouth is a liar's tongue.
If I didn't have my diary, I would have really been fooled by you, you little rascal.
"That's for sure."
Zhou Xianzong nodded emphatically.
"Sister Mo, come to my private room. If you see anything you like, just tell me, and I'll pay for it."
"Well, I have quite a few things on my mind."
Mo Wu followed Zhou Xianzong, smiling foolishly.
"What's there to be afraid of? They can't possibly bankrupt me."
The two entered the private room together.
This is a private room specially reserved for those of high status at the auction.
Here you can enjoy a wide view and a commanding perspective.
A single glance out the window reveals a panoramic view of the entire auction house.
Below that are tens of thousands of seats, provided for those without any connections.
These people usually come to support the business; they don't have much money, so they can only buy cheap things.
But there are exceptions.
For example, Xiao Potian in the crowd.
Mo Wu perked up noticeably when the prescription was mentioned.
In her world, there is only one thing: medicinal herbs.
"Really? That's good. But isn't Crimson Tower an assassin organization? What would they need this drug for?"
Zhou Xianzong asked, puzzled.
The story doesn't provide much information about the Crimson Tower, only stating that it's an assassin organization.
“Your Highness, you don’t understand. It’s true that Crimson Tower is an assassin organization, but assassins also need to eat. When there are fewer missions, it means less income. Cultivators need a lot of resources for cultivation, and assassins need even more. So Bloodstone opened many places for pleasure in the city, and the Pleasure Pavilion is one of them.”
Mo Wu didn't treat Zhou Xianzong as an outsider and told him everything in detail.
"I see."
Zhou Xianzong nodded.
"But Your Highness, what brings you to this auction?"
Mo Wu asked.
What does it matter if I'm interested or not?
The plot required it, so I had no choice but to come.
But I'll just show my face.
"After practicing for so long, I came here specifically to relax."
Zhou Xianzong smiled and said.
Mo Wu blinked her big eyes but didn't say anything more.
Just as the two were chatting, the auction began.
As for the items to be auctioned, neither Zhou Xianzong nor Mo Wu had any interest in them.
At first, they auctioned off medicinal herbs, elixirs, and magical artifacts.
Moreover, its grade is very low.
Or they might be strange things, like glowing, transparent stones or unidentified bones.
During this time, Xiao Potian bought the bones.
He won first place in the last competition and gained a lot of resources, so he's not short of money for the time being.
Others might not know the purpose of that bone, but Zhou Xianzong did, and he knew it was quite important.
Once you collect five bones of the same type, you will be able to find a legendary strange fire.
The cultivation technique that Xiao Potian practices requires a different kind of fire.
Without a doubt, it was the old man with the ring who made the move.
They are currently helping Xiao Potian find any good items.
What truly sparked the bidding was the three bone-healing herbs.
"Three hundred spirit stones, anyone else bidding?"
On the high platform in the center of the auction, an old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair, but full of energy, shouted loudly.
"Three hundred spirit stones once, twice, three times..."
Just as he was about to strike the hammer, a slightly arrogant voice rang out.
"I'll offer five hundred spirit stones!"
These words shocked the entire audience.
Three hundred spirit stones is terrifying enough.
That translates to one hundred pieces of bone-healing grass per plant.
Although the herb *Heliotropium indicum* is precious, it is definitely not worth this price.
To my utter surprise, someone actually made a bid.
Everyone looked over and saw a woman with a pretty face, but who was somewhat underdeveloped.
That's right, it's Ning Shiyu.
She didn't know Xiao Potian, but she knew that Xiao Potian desperately needed the Bone-Regenerating Grass.
Therefore, it's not hard to guess that the person who offered 300 must be Xiao Potian.
She gave Xiao Potian a somewhat provocative look.
“Miss, this bone-healing herb is life-saving for me. Please be kind enough to help me. I thank you in advance.”
Xiao Potian suppressed his anger and put on what he thought was a very handsome smile.
In his view, few women could resist his wicked smile.
This nouveau riche woman must be the same.
But Ning Shiyu seemed not to hear her at all, and didn't even reply.
This infuriated Xiao Po.
Damn it, how dare they steal my stuff! This is the last straw.
He stared intently at Ning Shiyu, memorizing her pretty face.
Xiao Potian did have enough money to continue bidding, but he felt it wasn't worth it.
Without the bone-healing herb, his injuries would at most heal a little slower.
Soon, one after another, good items were brought up for auction, and they were snapped up by countless people.
Among them were even fair-skinned and beautiful maids, which made them the object of a group of perverts' scramble for attention.
During this time, Zhou Xianzong also bought some things casually, but they were all for women.
After all, he had already said that Mo Wu could buy whatever she wanted.
Mo Wu hasn't said anything yet, so he has to help buy some.
(End of this chapter)
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