Chapter 19 Delicious Sugar-Roasted Chestnuts



Because the conditions for using Taixu Soil are very strict, and many people have never heard of Taixu Soil, let alone understand its function, no one bid for it for a while.

But Sheng He knew Taixu Earth very well. In her previous life, she was unwilling to accept that she was destined to live a mediocre life just because she had five spiritual roots, so she searched the library to see if there was a way to crack it.

Finally, he found in an ancient book that these five kinds of treasures, namely, gold and stone, green wood vine, mermaid tears, blue flame true fire and Taixu soil, were the natural treasures for tempering spiritual roots.

The reason why the five spiritual roots are difficult to cultivate is because they are mottled and of poor quality.

But if the spiritual roots can be refined and purified, the speed of cultivating the five spiritual roots will be no less than that of a single spiritual root. It may even be twice as effective with half the effort because of the perfection of the five elements.

Not only that, ancient books also clearly explain the function of each treasure and where it appears.

I didn’t expect that Wanbao Auction House could even find Taixu soil.

Sheng He quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Five hundred mid-grade spirit stones!"

"Five hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

Two voices sounded at the same time. Sheng He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the young monk he met in the alley before.

When their eyes met, the young monk's eyes were also full of surprise. The next moment he immediately raised the price: "Five hundred and fifty mid-grade spirit stones!"

"Six hundred."

"Seven hundred."

There was no point in continuing to raise the price like this, and he didn't have many spirit stones. Sheng He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his vision was clear.

"one thousand!"

The people around them gasped.

"One thousand mid-grade spirit stones! Just to buy this pile of dirt?"

"Do they have too much money to spend? Or is this Taixu soil really of great origin?"

From time to time, people would turn around to see who the person was who was willing to spend a thousand medium-grade spirit stones to buy a small pile of soil.

Sheng He had a calm expression and didn't care about other people's looks.

She had already made the calculations in her mind. One thousand mid-grade spirit stones were all her savings. In the entire auction venue, she and the young cultivator were the only ones who wanted the Taixu Land.

Instead of raising the price slowly, it is better to increase the price a little at a time to shock him. If he still wants to raise the price, Sheng He will just give up.

After all, there is more than just this small piece of Taixu land, there is much more in the Far North, and she will have plenty of time to search slowly in the future.

Sure enough, after Sheng He shouted "one thousand", the monk did not speak for a long time. He kept his head down, as if thinking about something.

Until Xu Ze shouted: "One thousand middle-grade spirit stones for the second time, is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

The young monk turned around and shook his head helplessly at Sheng He.

Sheng He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"One thousand middle-grade spirit stones..."

"One thousand and one."

The scene suddenly became chaotic again, and no one expected that another person would suddenly appear halfway.

Zhao Yanran turned around and stuck out her tongue at Sheng He: "I'm so sorry, Senior Sister Sheng, I just suddenly thought that I might need the Taixu soil when refining my natal sword."

"Don't you have a fire spirit root? People have said that it only works for earth spirit roots. You want to refine a natal sword with the Taixu soil? Besides, even if you refine it, can you use it?"

Yun Qianshan rolled his eyes at Zhao Yanran.

"Really? But I just want it. Besides, what if it comes in handy?"

"Don't you think so, Senior Sister Sheng He?"

Zhao Yanran looked at Sheng He provocatively.

She originally came here for the Fire Bead mentioned by the system and had no interest in this Taixu Land.

But who made Sheng He want it? Whatever Sheng He wanted, Zhao Yanran had to take it away!

What's more, suppressing Sheng He can earn 500 points each time, which is much more cost-effective than pretending to please those ordinary disciples.

Yun Qianshan looked at Zhao Yanran's pretentious appearance and couldn't help but roll his eyes again. He simply turned his head away and didn't bother to look at her anymore.

Because of his concern for Chu Heng, Yun Qianshan snatched a bag of hot sugar-roasted chestnuts from Mu Yao's arms, who was busy eating. Then, he put his fist close to Sheng He's ear and whispered:

"I just can't stand her hypocritical face. Don't be afraid, Xiaohe, just shoot! No matter how many spirit stones you need, I will cover it for you!"

Sheng He smiled softly, thanked Yun Qianshan, then raised an eyebrow at Zhao Yanran with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

What she had just thought was that if someone else raised the price, she would give up, but how could Zhao Yanran be considered someone else?

This Taixu soil is very precious, so she must make a lot of money from Zhao Yanran!

"One thousand five."

"Sixteen thousand."

"two thousand."

Chu Heng frowned, looked at Zhao Yanran who wanted to add more, and grabbed her.

"Yanran, you don't need the Taixu soil to refine your natal sword. Two thousand spirit stones is already a lot. Didn't you say you wanted something else? Why don't you give this Taixu soil to Junior Sister Sheng?"

Zhao Yanran pursed her lips, gently tugged at Chu Heng's sleeve, and said coquettishly: "Master gave me a lot of spirit stones, so I just want this. If the spirit stones are not enough, Senior Brother can lend some to Yanran, okay?"

Looking at Zhao Yanran's hopeful eyes, Chu Heng felt that the words of rejection were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

After a while, he gently stroked Zhao Yanran's hair and said lovingly, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

"Thank you, Brother!"

Zhao Yanran rubbed herself gently in Chu Heng's arms.

Chu Heng's ears turned red instantly, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. He didn't know what was wrong with him.

But whenever Yanran acted coquettishly towards him and had skin contact with him, his heart would inevitably beat faster, and he wished he could fulfill all of Yanran's wishes.

Chu Heng vaguely felt that this was not right. He and Yanran were too close, and the relationship had gone beyond that of ordinary senior and junior brothers and sisters.

But he couldn't refuse Yanran, and even longed for more. As long as Yanran frowned at him and acted coquettishly, he would even be willing to give her his heart.

"System, what is Chu Heng's favorability?"

"It's already eighty-eight. Please keep going, host."

Zhao Yanran curled her lips and continued to raise the price.

"Two thousand and one."

“Three thousand!”

Yun Qianshan's hands trembled.

"Three thousand and one."

"four thousand!"

The sugar-roasted chestnuts fell to the ground. Yun Qianshan stared at the calm Sheng He in amazement and almost fell to his knees.

"My dear, this is all I have. Please give me a little less at a time! Otherwise, even if you sell me later, it won't be enough to pay you back. I'm still young and haven't dated any men yet. I don't want to be fed to wolves..."

Sheng He gently pinched Yun Qianshan's fingers and gave her a reassuring look.

"It's okay, trust me."

"What do you believe? This place is so quiet, why is no one talking?"

Mu Yao raised her head from the food pile and looked around curiously. The entire venue was silent except for Xu Ze on the stage, who was almost laughing so hard that his half exposed face was about to burst.


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