One wolf demon is not scary, but with so many wolf demons on the scene...even if a Jindan Zhenren came, he would not be able to guarantee that he could escape unscathed.

All of a sudden, the discussions stopped and the entire venue was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Wanbao Auction House thanks everyone for their cooperation."

Xu Ze's expression did not change much, as if he was no longer surprised by such scenes. He smiled and lifted the red cloth on the tray. A flash of gold slid across his fingertips, and the talisman paper that was originally on the tray slowly floated in the air.

"A seventh-grade purple thunder talisman can summon a purple thunderbolt after use. The energy contained in it is equivalent to the full force attack of a powerful person in the Spiritualization Stage."

As soon as Xu Ze finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamations in the venue. Sheng He looked around and found that the wolf monsters had quietly retreated at some point.

Therefore, the role of these wolf monsters should only be to intimidate everyone.

Sheng He raised his head and looked at the talisman next to Xu Ze again. The seventh-grade purple thunder talisman was indeed a rare treasure.

Talismans, like elixirs, are divided into grades, from one to nine. The higher the grade, the greater the effect. For example, Mu Yao, her current cultivation level is the late stage of foundation building, and most of the elixirs she refines are of the second or third grade.

Even with Uncle Jinglan's Nascent Soul stage, the pills he refined were mostly of the sixth grade. If he wanted to refine a seventh-grade pill, he also needed to calculate the time and bathe and change clothes a few days in advance. The right time, place and people are all necessary; if any one of them is missing, success would be difficult.

Moreover, it is difficult for alchemists and talisman masters to practice. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, it is difficult to make further breakthroughs unless there is a great opportunity.

The Purple Thunder Talisman is one of the most difficult talismans to draw successfully. Even if the entire world of immortal cultivation is added together, the number of talisman masters who can draw a seventh-grade Purple Thunder Talisman can be counted on one’s fingers.

Therefore, this seventh-grade purple thunder talisman is extremely precious.

"Seventh-grade Purple Thunder Talisman, starting price is one hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

After Xu Ze announced the starting price, Sheng He could hear that the breathing of the people around him had become much heavier.

"One hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit stones!"

"I'll give you two hundred!"

"Two hundred and ten!"

"Two hundred and fifteen!"

Sheng He watched the bids very attentively. There were many people who wanted this talisman, and the price of the seventh-grade purple thunder talisman was also rising. Two people even argued over this talisman and were about to fight.

But for Sheng He, this talisman has no effect on her for the time being. More importantly, Zhao Yanran doesn't seem to have any interest in this talisman.

She doesn't have any hobbies now, she just wants to snatch away Zhao Yanran's opportunity. If she really can't snatch it away, it would be good to let her bleed heavily.

The price of the seventh-grade purple thunder talisman is still rising, and has now risen to three hundred and seventy-five medium-grade spirit stones.

Suddenly, Sheng He felt a breeze blowing by his side, and the next moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"I'll give you 400!"

Sheng He looked to the left and saw Yun Qianshan, with his head covered with colorful jewelries, leaning back in a chair, playing with a crystal stone in an arrogant manner.

That’s not right. Sheng He clearly remembered that there was a middle-aged man with a beard on his left.

Before Sheng He could figure out what was going on, a sugar man shaped like a rabbit jumped over from the right.

Mu Yao held a candied rabbit figurine in one hand and a candied haws in the other, while eating mutton soup with steamed bun.

"Xiao He He, your location is too hard to find. Xiao Yun and I spent a long time looking for you and almost missed Xiao Yun's token of love."

"A token of love?"

"Yeah, here, these are for you."

Yun Qianshan grabbed a handful of hairpins and necklaces from the storage bag and stuffed them into Sheng He's arms.

"I've recently fallen in love with a talisman practitioner. He's a stubborn person who only knows how to draw talismans all day long. I hope I can take him down!"

Sheng He took the sugar man and jewelry in a daze. She vaguely remembered that two days ago, Senior Sister Yun kept repeating in front of her that Immortal Xuanxiao was so handsome and she wanted to marry him.

"By the way, where are the two people sitting here just now?"

"Where?"

Mu Yao pointed to the corner in front of the left, and Sheng He saw a bearded man and a thin monk huddled together.

"Xiao Yun used two mid-grade spirit stones to exchange positions with them, hehe."

Yun Qianshan waved his hand nonchalantly: "If you like anything later, just tell me. If it's not enough, I'll go ask my master for more."

Sheng He: I shed tears of envy.

It turns out that only sword cultivators are so poor. Even the pocket money that Tianyu gives her every month comes from Uncle Jinglan.

This seventh-grade purple thunder talisman was finally bought by Yun Qianshan at the price of four hundred and seventy-five medium-grade spirit stones.

The two people who were fighting over the talisman just now were now looking at Yun Qianshan angrily. Yun Qianshan nodded to them in a provocative manner, thanking them for giving up.

Mu Yao: "They will beat you later."

Yun Qianshan (the noble version) lowered his head and blew on his nails: "If you want to fight, then fight. Don't we have the two of you? We are three against two, who is afraid of them?"

Sheng He: Let me see what Zhao Yanran is doing?

Time passed little by little as the three of them were joking around. Zhao Yanran sat quietly in her seat, sometimes whispering something to Chu Heng.

But from beginning to end, she never looked at the items on the stand, as if she had no interest in this auction at all.

Just as Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan were arguing about which hairpin looked best on Sheng He, Sheng He, who had been lowering his head to let the two men fiddle with it, suddenly raised his head.

"Next, let's welcome our seventh lot!"

"Taixu Earth!"

Sheng He's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were fixed on the small brocade box held in the hands of the wolf demon on the stage.

Wanbao Auction House never auctions any fakes, and even says that if anyone buys a fake from them, they will compensate the buyer ten times the amount.

So, by chance, she actually met Taixutu in this market!

Xu Ze slowly opened the brocade box, and a strong spiritual energy immediately emanated from the box. After the spiritual energy dissipated, everyone could see clearly what was inside the brocade box.

It was a handful of black soil, which looked no different from the black soil dug out casually in front of one's house. The only difference was that the price of this handful of black soil was extremely high.

"Taixu soil only grows in the extreme north and is only suitable for earth spirit roots. It can help cultivators break through realms, nourish and temper their spirit roots, and can also be used to refine magical instruments."

"Starting price: 500 mid-grade spirit stones."

"Five hundred mid-grade spirit stones? This Wanbao Auction House is too shady!"

"What is the origin of this Taixu soil? Why is it higher than the starting price of the seventh-grade purple thunder talisman and Qiankun Pearl?"

"Well, no matter what it comes from, it can only be used by people with earth spiritual roots. You and I both have three spiritual roots. It's not worth spending so many spiritual stones for such a small amount of Taixu soil!"

"yes!"