Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"Now that everything is clear about what happened, it's time for the auction to continue."

Qian Duoduo turned around and bowed to Emperor Qi again.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Qi, thank you for your cooperation just now, please forgive me for being offended by Wanbaolou's lack of thoughtfulness."

Qi Huang smiled loudly, looking extremely generous.

"Qian Xiaozhu, you are welcome, this is just a normal process, and the emperor will of course be willing to cooperate."

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was already happy in his heart.

Damn, after so many days of being aggrieved, I finally have a chance to feel proud.

Then why didn't the young master of Yaohua Palace make more noise.

It would be better to attract all his daddy, demon flower and evil king.

When the time comes, he will be beaten up on the spot, not only can he vent his anger freely, but also increase his favorability in front of the little ancestor.

Seeing the corners of Qi Huang's mouth slowly raised, Qian Duoduo seemed a little puzzled.

So he asked tentatively.

"His Majesty Qi Huang."

"The auction has to continue. Are you here? Or go back to the elegant room."

"Of course my emperor is..."

Just halfway through the conversation, I suddenly remembered something.

So he lowered his head and cast a questioning look at Sun Xiaokong.

The latter understood immediately.

"Uncle Qi, go back first."

Qi Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this little ancestor gave back some Face. If he is allowed to stand here as a majestic king of the Qi Dynasty, where will the Face be left in the future?

I saw him licking his face and laughing twice, then he waved his sleeves, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

As soon as he left, the pressure on the people present suddenly eased a lot, and they all recovered from the shock just now.

"Qi Huang deserves to be a super strong man who survived the three Heavenly Tribulations. Just standing here has a terrifying feeling."

"Nonsense, he is a strong man standing at the peak of the Shenzhou Continent. Compared with him, we are just small shrimps."

"That kid...that little fellow daoist is lucky, with His Majesty Qi Huang behind him, so the road ahead will not be smooth sailing?"

"Hey, why don't you say we have such good luck..."

While shaking their heads and sighing one by one, they also cast envious eyes towards Sun Xiaokong.

As for Qi Huang's departure, the one who should be most happy is Hua Wushang.

But he couldn't be happy.

When Qi Huang's deliberate projected coercion withdrew, Hua Wushang collapsed to the ground.

The clothes all over his body have already been completely soaked in sweat, even the pants are no exception.

"Young man, shouldn't it be time to return to the elegant room? Just sitting on the ground like this, isn't it disrespectful?"

Qian Duoduo raised his head, showing a gentle smile, and his tone was somewhat peaceful.

But anyone can hear the irony in it.

It's just that the people present also understood that this was also what Hua Wushang asked for.

Questioning the guests invited by Wanbaolou in public is also disrespectful to Wanbaolou in a sense.

Moreover, with the strength of Wanbao Building, naturally it will not put a small Yaohua Palace in one's eyes.

Hua Wushang's eyes were still a little frightened, and he couldn't say a word.

He stood up with difficulty, spread his legs, and moved step by step to the elegant room where he was.

"Come on!"

Qian Duoduo greeted with a half-smile.

"Go and tidy up the Playboy."

"Hurry up, the smell will get better after a long time!"

Qian Duoduo's undisguised and even deliberate voice spread to every corner of the venue without any accident, and caused bursts of laughter.

This made Hua Wushang's face flush instantly.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were almost digging into his palms.

At this time, it was not Sun Xiaokong, Qihuang, or Wanbaolou that he hated the most.

He didn't even dare to think about these three.

On the contrary, he held a grudge against the mysterious person who secretly advised him through sound transmission.

I don't know how many times I have asked the eight generations of ancestors in my heart.

Blame that nosy guy.

If it weren't for him, I guess I wouldn't have such a Losing face now.

But don't let this young master catch you, or you will definitely try my tricks.

...

The auction will not delay too much time because of this small episode.

Soon Qian Duoduo announced the second lot.

It was a defensive treasure, to be precise, a robe.

"This item is called the Celestial Silkworm Clothes, and it was obtained by chance from a senior looking for it from some ancient ruins."

"Although it is impossible to accurately define the true grade of this Silkworm Demon Clothes, it is definitely not lower than the level of top-grade profound weapons after repeated appraisals by the auctioneer of my Wanbao Building."

"The starting price is 3,000 mid-range Spirit Stones!"

When the voice fell, it immediately caused a commotion in the audience.

It is extremely cost-effective to say that three thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones can get a high-grade profound weapon, but the problem is that the true grade that Qian Duoduo just mentioned cannot be defined.

In this case, if the appraiser of Wanbao Building misses it, it would be a loss to grandma's family.

But someone still couldn't help asking:

"Little landlord, I don't know what the function of this treasure is. Could you explain it to me?"

His inquiry naturally attracted the attention of other people, who cast their curious eyes on Qian Duoduo.

"This treasure is extremely tough. After testing, it can be stretched countless times without being damaged."

Qian Duoduo answered.

"Then what is the defensive effect of this treasure, and what level of cultivator can it withstand the attack of?"

At this time, someone asked again.

This time Qian Duoduo didn't answer directly, but bowed his head and pondered for a moment before speaking:

"Fellow daoists, seniors, I, Wanbao Building, don't want to hide it from everyone."

"The defense of this treasure is not strong, it is because of giving up the defense that its stretchability has been greatly enhanced."

As soon as these words came out, most people immediately lost interest.

A robe whose real grade cannot be defined, and its defense is not high. Only the stretchability that sounds insignificant is really not attractive.

"Then isn't this a piece of trash, hahaha..."

An extremely discordant voice came from the elegant room in the corner on the second floor.

Qian Duoduo's face darkened.

Of course he knew that the person there was Mei Wenhua, the chairman of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce.

"This thing is probably a loss-making product, and whoever buys it will suffer."

Naturally, Mei Wenhua would not let go of any opportunity to suppress Wanbaolou.

"President Mei, do you intend to make things difficult for me in Wanbao Tower with your remarks?"

Qian Duoduo forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked with a gloomy face.

But Mei Wenhua's laughter came from upstairs again.

"Nephew, please don't get me wrong. The president has no other intentions, but simply expresses his own opinion."

"That thing is indeed useless. If someone took a picture of it out of curiosity and later found it useless, I'm afraid it will ruin Wanbaolou's reputation, hahaha..."

What Mei Wenhua said was awe-inspiring righteousness, but the intention was that everyone could see it.

But what he said was not without reason.

A treasure that is only malleable is indeed not very practical for most people.

Even though the Celestial Silkworm Magic Clothes is a little useless, it is not useless to everyone.

No, there is a person with bright eyes, who can't wait to take a picture of this treasure.

That is Sun Xiaokong.

Since he practiced the "Faxiang Tiandi" given to him by the Master, he has really become a big consumer of clothes.

According to the words of the Master, it is a madman in clothes.

Just as Qian Duoduo was showing distress, Mei Wenhua and a group of people wanted to see the bustle of Wanbao Building, but they heard an excited voice.

"Four thousand medium-grade Spirit Stones!"