A life of clearness

Chapter 394 Ridicule
Do you want to?
Rong Qing sighed: "I thought so."

It's fine if it's 10 million Tongbao. At worst, I can work hard to earn resources to pay it back when the time comes.

"That's it." Zhizheng said, "You are now in the period of increasing strength, so of course you will get as much help as possible. Fighting in the secret realm is not so easy, including the distribution of various rare resources from the Zun Realm. How can you fight for it if you don't have enough strength? These problems that can be solved with Tongbao are just small problems now."

After Zhizheng said this, Rongqing's somewhat relaxed mentality immediately straightened up.

"Yes," she replied solemnly.

Seeing this, Zhizheng was satisfied, but did not increase the price immediately.

Even if it caused tens of thousands of cultivators below to whisper to each other, it would not have the slightest effect on him.

He is waiting.

The seller had already waited for ten breaths and could not and did not dare to wait any longer. He said as a matter of routine before the hammer fell: "The guest in Room 621 bids 10 million Tongbao, 10 million once, 10 million twice..."

"One million and five hundred thousand."

The positive bid narrowly interrupted the seller's hammer.

But this increase of 50,000 yuan in price is completely different from the previous generosity.

"Is this because you are unable to continue?"

"Isn't ten million Tongbao enough? If this person is a direct disciple of a certain sect, and he spent so much Tongbao just for a momentary impulse, I'm afraid he will be beaten half to death by his master when he returns." Someone gloated.

The voices of the monks below gradually became louder. Tens of thousands of monks were talking to each other in low voices, and the combined volume of their voices was not low.

At this time, a voice came out from the room 621. It was not an offer, but "Since Brother Zhizheng likes this item so much, I'll give it to you. After all, it's not easy for Brother Zhizheng to come out. Just consider it a small token of my appreciation."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

There is no other reason, this is just too disgusting. If you really have good intentions, you don't have to bid at the beginning, but you raise the price to 10 million, and then you don't bid lightly, forcing people to spend tens of millions of Tongbao to buy what they need. If you don't bid, you don't bid, but you still mock me. You really have a big grudge.

In Room 466, Container was thoughtful: "So you are waiting for this, Brother?"

Since he knew that the other party was bidding deliberately, he would definitely raise the price high. Ten million was already a very high price, and even if the other party was raising the price maliciously, he would definitely be timid. As soon as Zhizheng showed any hesitation, the other party would immediately choose to give up the bid, fearing that Zhizheng would not want it and would throw it into his hands instead of raising the price.

Zhizheng nodded. Ten million Tongbao was not a small amount for him, but it was within his means.

As long as the goal is achieved, it's fine. Chi Zheng's current situation is similar to that of Old Qin. He is already on the verge of a breakthrough to a higher realm. Ordinary treasures are no longer useful to him, so Tongbao is of little significance to him. When Chi Zheng breaks through to the Decline Tribulation Period, the amount and efficiency of earning resources will not be comparable to that of a cultivator at the peak of the Void Realm. Ten million Tongbao is even less of a problem.

"It's good as long as we get it." Dong Yan and Xi Zi said this at the side. Even if the price increased fifty times, it was a good result to successfully get it.

"Brother, do you remember that person?" Rong Qing said again.

Zhizheng shook his head.

"It's strange. Your senior brother is so low-key and hasn't left Xuan Yi Peak for many years. He shouldn't provoke his enemies." Dong Yan was also puzzled: "Unless... it's an old grudge before your senior brother stayed behind in Xuan Yi Peak."

Before?

Zhizheng frowned and thought for a while, then finally asked the person in the private room: "Who are you?"

The tone was one of pure confusion.

But this doubt is the real irony. Is there anything more ironic than having been thinking about a grudge for who knows how many years and then the other party doesn't even remember you? ! Many onlookers are waiting for a response.

But the room number 621 did not respond. Only the seller at the auction table, under great pressure, made three bids and finally sold the price at 10.5 million.

Just when he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to move on to the next item, a voice came from Room 466 again, but this time it was a gentle female voice. She spoke softly, but the sharpness in her words was evident.

"You are such a coward, how dare you raise the price without even telling me your own family name?"

The auction hall, which had quieted down for a while, suddenly became noisy.

The seller took a deep breath, and he knew that this matter would not be so easy to get through. Sure enough, it was going to... ruin the place? He glanced at the teleportation array in the darkness behind him, hoping that if a fight really broke out later, the great monk he worshipped would come quickly. He, a small realm, could not bear so much.

"Today's show is really enjoyable. Even though I didn't get the chance to see the finale item, it was still worth the trip." Most people were enjoying the show.

"I want to know who these two parties are."

"Don't start a fight, or we'll be able to bid later." Someone shook his head: "If the auction is postponed, I won't have enough time to come to Juntian Tower."

Number 621 finally got a response this time.

"You are... Yu Rong?" The cold male voice snorted, "It seems that Zhizheng took the photo just for you. Don't worry, we will meet again. I just hope that you will not lose to my younger generation by then."

Having said this, he still hasn't told its origin.

However, the word "Yu Rong" he mentioned aroused the memories of the monks below.

"Yu Rong? Isn't she the female cultivator from the Mother Realm who recently joined Juntian Sect?"

"Did you hear that too?"

"Who hasn't heard of this? My master and uncle even participated in the bet on her three-story test!"

"Don't mention the bet. My uncle lost miserably."

"Since Yu Rong is there, that means that is the private room of Elder Xuan Yi of Juntian Dao Sect?!"

"Zhizheng... Zhizheng!" Someone finally remembered: "I was wondering why this name is so unfamiliar but I still have an impression of it. This person named Zhizheng is the first disciple of Elder Xuan Yi."

"Can you tell me more specifically? Even if he's the chief disciple of a peak, how come I don't have any impression of him at all?!"

"I don't know even if you ask me." He smiled bitterly, "I haven't heard of any deeds of his. It is said that he has been staying in Xuanyi Peak. Even if you ask me what his current cultivation level is, I don't know."

Amid the noise, the two rooms were already empty. If they really wanted to fight, they wouldn't do it here. Zhizheng and the others knew this very well.

Since neither party is interested in the next auction item, they naturally won't stay here to listen to other people's gossip.

The seller who received the news finally breathed a sigh of relief, confidently attracted everyone's attention on the stage, and started bidding for the next item.

On the other side, Rong Qing was checking these nine hard-earned treasures in the small dark room where deliveries were made at the auction house.

The light of the prohibition and the formation quickly faded, leaving only nine thumb-sized, extremely delicate creatures. There was still some mucus on their bodies, which looked wet.

(End of this chapter)