It turns out, they were the main characters.

As he spoke, he glanced casually at the magnanimous chamber of commerce president.

If gold and silver are the passports of the mortal world, then spirit stones are the silver notes of the cultivation world.

These spirit stones are different from gold and silver; they can be immediately purified and absorbed into the body as spiritual energy.

Therefore, for those cultivators, spirit stones are far more precious than gold and silver.

Of course, gold and silver also have their merits; at least in the general public, people only recognize these gold and silver jewelry.

Master Huang's eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Spirit stones... I wonder how many spirit stones my nephew Mu wants?"

"Fifty thousand," Mu Zhian said, holding up a number.

Under normal circumstances, even the disciples of those major sects only receive a salary of two or three thousand spirit stones a month. According to Mu Zhian's expectations, the amount of spirit stones that Master Huang can afford should not exceed fifty thousand.

However, Mr. Huang still shook his head.

"No, that's too little."

He looked up at Mu Zhian and said seriously, "I'll give you 100,000 spirit stones."

Mu Zhian was slightly taken aback.

He couldn't figure out the Qingmingxi Chamber of Commerce president's tactics for a moment... Instead of lowering the price, the other party doubled it?

He shook his head and said, "The man in the black robe isn't worth that price."

“But my nephew is worth the price.”

Master Huang put down his teacup and smiled, "You should know that I am a businessman and I have little interest in power. I am content as long as I can live a secluded life."

"As for your affairs with the Gongsun family or the Bai family, I have no interest in them and will not interfere."

What he meant was, I'll pay for what I owe, and don't involve me in any disputes afterward. I just want to focus on making money... Mu Zhian understood.

“There’s something I don’t understand,” Mu Zhian said. “If Uncle didn’t want to get involved in the conflict, why did he cooperate with the Gongsun family and attack the Bai family?”

Mr. Huang shook his head: "I have never used any force against the Bai family. In our industry, we call this a business war."

In that case, Master Huang did not actually send anyone to attack the Bai family... At least from the information available, the Morning Light Chamber of Commerce was only suppressing the Bai family's market in Tianxuan City... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

"I'll have someone deliver the spirit stones to the Mu family later, hoping they'll come in handy," Master Huang said with a smile.

“Uncle Huang is a wise man,” Mu Zhian said sincerely.

Master Huang laughed heartily and put down his teacup.

“Nephew Mu is also a smart man.”

After chatting for a while, Mr. Huang suddenly changed the subject and said, "The auction is still going on. If you don't mind, you can go and take a look. Today, Miss Fei Ying is hosting it."

He knew that Mu Zhian had some feelings for Fei Ying in the past, but Master Huang did not want to offend that auctioneer too much.

With Fei Ying's abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for her to switch to another auction house.

Most importantly, because of certain forces behind Fei Ying, Master Huang was unable to take any revenge after she switched jobs.

Businessmen are driven by profit. If taking action against someone would significantly harm their own interests, they would consider whether or not it was worth the risk.

The same principle applies to the 100,000 spirit stones given to Mu Zhian, and to Fei Ying as well.

"Hmm...that makes sense. Since we're already here, let's go take a look." Mu Zhian nodded.

Master Huang smiled and nodded, saying, "But you must be careful not to do anything bad to Miss Fei Ying, otherwise if any problems arise, your uncle won't be able to solve them."

After all, Fei Ying has an older sister behind her.

She is a disciple of the Liangyi Sect.

Moreover, it is said that he has already been promoted to the level of an inner disciple.

The Liangyi Sect... just that identity alone is enough to make people wary.

The elders of the Liangyi Sect would naturally not resort to violence to suppress others.

But you should know that being in the Liangyi Sect means having connections.

Offending Fei Ying could mean offending a whole host of people... Master Huang was well aware of this.

Mu Zhian smiled and nodded: "I know."

He knew this better than anyone else.

Generally speaking, killing one person is essentially equivalent to offending a whole group of people. Killing one person might bring up a father figure, and killing that father might bring up a grandfather, great-grandfather, or even a great-great-grandfather.

Even in a world of immortals and heroes, human relationships and social customs still apply.

The reason why protagonists who kill people don't get killed is because they are chosen ones, born with great fortune, and are not easy to die.

Generally speaking, if the difference in skill level is too great, how could someone kill you and then let you escape?

Led by a maid, Mu Zhian arrived at the auction venue and sat down in a private box that had been prepared in advance.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the space here is obviously much more spacious and comfortable.

However, just as he sat down, Mu Zhian's eyes suddenly fell on the people outside who were participating in the auction.

Among those people, he saw an old acquaintance.

Ye Yu.

"What a coincidence..."

Mu Zhian smiled to himself, thinking to himself, "Could it be that I'm just born to clash with the protagonist?"

Although it was just a coincidence, it felt like fate was orchestrating things to make Ye Yu rise to power by stepping on him, a supporting character.

Before the high platform, the alluring Fei Ying surveyed the crowd, her voice soft and seductive as she spoke:

"The item up for auction is quite special. It is said to be a fragment of a weapon belonging to a powerful being from ancient times. Although it appears rusty now, perhaps a method can be found in the future to use it to forge a divine weapon."

Mu Zhian looked closely and saw the latest item on the platform: a rather ordinary-looking bronze plate with intricate patterns engraved on it, but it looked tattered and worn.

People immediately lost interest.

If it weren't for Fei Ying hosting the show, people would probably be shouting "RNM, refund our money!" by now.

After all, they didn't come to the auction to see this kind of junk.

"Starting bid: 100 spirit stones."

As Fei Ying finished speaking, the room fell silent, and no one followed her to take pictures.

This was within Fei Ying's expectations; she still looked at the crowd below with a charming smile.

These people still don't quite understand the value of this bronze fragment... Although it looks like just a piece of scrap metal, according to the investigation by their subordinates, this bronze fragment may actually be a weapon fragment of some powerful being from ancient times.

One hundred spirit stones is practically free; if this bronze piece could be incorporated into a weapon in the future, it would be priceless.

Even if you don't have it, it can still be treasured.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a single person in the room who recognized its value.

"One hundred and fifty spirit stones."

At that moment, a calm voice suddenly came from the audience.

Fei Ying looked in the direction of the sound with slight surprise.

It's that good-for-nothing from the Ye family... I recently heard that he cultivated to the peak of the Essence Refinement stage in just a few months, making him an absolute genius.

There are still discerning people out there... The cheongsam-clad lady's charming eyes held a hint of admiration.

Noticing Fei Ying's gaze, Ye Yu couldn't help but feel a little smug, but he still maintained a calm demeanor.

However, when he stared at the bronze piece, his eyes revealed an undisguised fervor.

The old man who had just fallen asleep inside his body told him that this bronze piece was a valuable item... and that he must find a way to get his hands on it.

Fortunately, no one noticed... otherwise it would have been troublesome.

"One hundred and fifty spirit stones, is there anyone offering a higher price?"

Fei Ying looked around at everyone, waited a moment, and then said, "One hundred and fifty spirit stones per time—"

"Five hundred spirit stones."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from one of the private rooms.

The atmosphere in the entire arena seemed to freeze for a moment, and Ye Yu also froze, subconsciously turning his head to look.

Even though he couldn't see the other person's face, he knew who it was just by hearing the voice.

...Mu Zhian.

As Mu Zhian's bid fell, the atmosphere in the auction room suddenly became more subtle.

Everyone recognized the owner of the private room, and they all gave Ye Yu a knowing look.

These people all knew more or less that Mu Zhian and Ye Yu were at odds, and that Mu Zhian's current bidding against Ye Yu was probably just a way to get revenge on him.

It's him again... Ye Yu looked at the private room where the price was being called out, a hint of anger in his eyes.

However, Mu Zhian, who was leisurely drinking tea and enjoying a massage from a maid in the private room, was naturally unaware of these things.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Anyway, there's only one thing I need to know.

What Ye Yu wants... must be something good.

Chapter 31: Classic Scrap Metal Is Not Simple

When Mu Zhian made his bid, the tall, alluring woman on stage glanced at the luxurious private room with a slightly surprised look.

There are nearly a hundred similar private rooms below the stage in this auction house, but Mu Zhian's private room is located at the very front of the stage, with only a thin gauze-like curtain for cover.

Although you can't see what the person inside looks like, you can still roughly tell what his sitting posture is like.

The young man in the private room looked quite relaxed, holding a teacup in one hand and comfortably enjoying a massage from a maid.

Is this young master deliberately going after Ye Yu, or has he also recognized the value of this bronze iron piece...? Fei Ying narrowed her charming eyes slightly and said softly, "Guest number 3 has offered five hundred spirit stones. Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"

In any case, this is a good thing for her.

All that matters is getting the product to fetch a higher price.