It turns out, they were the main characters.

"Five hundred spirit stones per auction." Fei Ying's soft voice rang out in the auction.

She glanced around at everyone, deliberately waited a few seconds, and then continued, "Five hundred spirit stones twice."

Below the stage, Ye Yu unconsciously clenched his fist, staring intently at the bronze iron piece.

The fact that the old man inside his body was able to wake up from his slumber and remind him to buy this bronze iron piece is enough to show just how valuable it is.

But that's five hundred spirit stones... Not everyone is like Mu Zhi'an, who can casually take out so many spirit stones and squander them recklessly.

In the mortal world, spirit stones are worth far more than gold and silver... Five hundred spirit stones may not be much to the Ye family, but for an ordinary member of the Ye family, it would take at least three months to accumulate that many spirit stones.

He only had seven hundred spirit stones on him today... If he spent them all here, he wouldn't even have enough to buy the medicinal herbs needed to advance to the Qi Refining Realm.

Seeing Fei Ying's delicate lips slightly parted, as she was about to confirm the final winner of the bronze iron piece, Ye Yu finally could not hold back any longer. He gritted his teeth and spoke again: "Seven hundred spirit stones!"

This was all his savings.

Even if Mu Zhian had a grudge against him, he wouldn't fight to the bitter end for a piece of junk... After all, no matter how powerful the Mu family was, seven hundred spirit stones were extremely precious to a junior member of the clan.

Ye Yu prayed silently while staring intently at the bronze piece of iron, his eyes filled with fervor.

However, just then, a casual voice drifted over:

"One thousand spirit stones."

As the bidding fell silent, Ye Yu's heart sank to the bottom.

Many people in the room were deeply moved.

This young master of the Mu family really spends money recklessly... He actually bid a thousand spirit stones for a piece of junk that was originally very likely to fail to sell.

Fei Ying glanced meaningfully at the young man's figure in the private room, then pursed her supple and alluring red lips and said, "One thousand spirit stones per time."

Ye Yu stared at the bronze iron plate on the stage, his eyes revealing a look of unwillingness.

After a long silence, he suddenly sighed softly, his face regaining its usual calm, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Young Master Mu. There is a great secret hidden in this bronze iron piece, and you've really made a profit by selling it for only a thousand spirit stones."

If he can't have her, he should at least make Mu Zhian bleed more... A hint of violence flashed in Ye Yu's eyes.

As soon as Ye Yu finished speaking, the way the bidders looked at the bronze iron plate changed slightly.

They originally thought that Mu Zhian simply had a grudge against Ye Yu, which was why he was deliberately targeting Ye Yu.

But Ye Yu's reminder immediately sparked their interest.

Thinking about it carefully, although the eldest son of the Mu family has always given the impression of being rich but brainless, such casual squandering seems a bit unreasonable...

Could it be that, as Ye Yu said, there really is some secret hidden within this bronze and iron piece...?

On stage, Fei Ying supported herself on the table with both hands, her full breasts proudly supporting her tight cheongsam. Her bright eyes swept over the crowd, whose minds seemed to be gradually becoming active, and she wisely chose to give them a little time to think.

Just then, Mu Zhian’s calm voice came from a private room: “Originally, I just wanted to support Sister Fei Ying, but if anyone is willing to take over, you can bid 1,100 spirit stones to take over, and I will not continue to bid.”

His tone was indifferent, as if he were uninterested in anything around him.

But as soon as he finished speaking, everyone present suddenly realized what he meant.

At first, they thought that the relationship between Mu Zhian and Ye Yu had deteriorated to the extreme, which was why Mu Zhian was deliberately bidding against Ye Yu. But now that Mu Zhian said this, they realized what was going on.

While bidding against Ye Yu might have been intentional, Mu Zhian's true purpose was probably to win a smile from the beauty.

If it were someone else, they might doubt whether this bronze piece of iron really had any great value.

But the other party was Mu Zhian, the good-for-nothing young master who used to be famous in Tianxuan City.

Even though Mu Zhian's reputation has recently improved due to her standing up for the weak, prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain that is not so easy to move.

Seeing that Mu Zhian had resolved the trouble with just a few words, Ye Yu suppressed his anger and suddenly turned to look at the private room, his eyes filled with rage, and said, "Young Master Mu, why have you targeted me time and time again?"

"Young Master Ye, you jest. I'm not targeting you personally," came Mu Zhi'an's leisurely reply from the private room. "This is an auction. If you can bid on something, why can't I?"

"Does that mean no one else can bid against you for what you want?"

Mu Zhian hates this kind of self-righteous attitude from others the most.

Why can you film the things I can't?

Am I supposed to give in to you, or be wrong to not give in?

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu wanted to refute, but knowing he was in the wrong, he fell silent.

This guy actually used me as a shield just now... Fei Ying on the stage clearly saw through Mu Zhi'an's purpose.

It's obvious that Mu Zhian simply wants the bronze iron piece; his talk about "trying to win a beauty's smile" should be taken as a joke.

She glanced casually at Mu Zhi'an in the private room, then quickly looked away and said softly:

"Young Master Mu has offered 1,000 spirit stones. Are there any other bidders?"

She looked around at everyone, and seeing that no one answered, she began a three-countdown.

In the end, the bronze iron piece successfully fell into Mu Zhian's hands.

Next, all sorts of rare and precious treasures were brought to the forefront, but Mu Zhian showed little interest in any of them.

His real reason for coming to the auction today was to pick up some medicinal herbs and chat with Master Huang of the Morning Light Chamber of Commerce to ask for some "bandit suppression" fees.

As for the bronze iron piece... it was purely an unexpected bonus.

After all, the so-called ordinary scrap metal that the "protagonist" takes a liking to is usually anything but ordinary.

As for the value of this scrap metal... we'll study it slowly when we get back.

Chapter 32 Is she actually the protagonist?

As the auction ended, Ye Yu also won the bid for the medicinal herbs he needed, and at this moment he was chatting with Fei Ying backstage.

"If I'm not mistaken, these medicinal herbs that Young Master Ye photographed should be for refining Qi Refining Pills, right? You're about to break through to the Qi Refining Realm?"

When the tall and curvaceous Fei Ying ordered her servants to hand the medicinal herbs to Ye Yu, she couldn't help but take a second look at the young man.

He's almost reached the Qi Refining Realm in just a few months... Such a cultivation speed is truly astonishing.

Feeling the woman's surprised gaze, Ye Yu couldn't help but feel a little smug, but he maintained a calm demeanor and shook his head modestly, saying, "It's just that I've returned to the Qi Refining Realm. It's normal for my cultivation to be faster."

"Unfortunately, I still don't have enough spirit stones." Ye Yu then sighed with some regret.

That bronze fragment eventually ended up in Mu Zhian's hands.

Fortunately, he probably didn't know the value of that bronze piece...

This was one of the few sources of psychological comfort for Ye Yu amidst his regret.

"Sister Feiying, have you prepared the medicinal herbs I requested?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind, pulling Ye Yu back to reality.

Ye Yu turned his head slightly and saw Mu Zhi'an walking over as if strolling leisurely, led by a maid. He had a gentle smile on his face, and his handsome face, which was enough to make even men jealous, made all the maids present take a second look.

Compared to Ye Yu's "low profile," Mu Zhian's high profile naturally attracts more attention.

Fei Ying smiled and nodded: "Everything is ready. Come with me to the side hall in a bit."

Mu Zhian naturally put his arm around Fei Ying's slender waist and said with a smile, "Let's go now, I have some things to do later."

"Or is it that Sister Feiying has other things to do right now?"

Fei Ying narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at Mu Zhi'an with a captivating charm.

In less than two seconds, she smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, then I'll take you there now."

Unlike Ye Yu, who is a "modest" young man, Mu Zhian's performance seemed more genuine.

If you like something, you like it, and you'll express it directly.

Moreover, she was quite pleased with the way the other person addressed her as "Sister Fei Ying".

The woman, dressed in a red cheongsam and red embroidered shoes, glanced at Ye Yu and said softly, "Young Master Ye, welcome to cooperate again next time. We'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he left with Mu Zhian.

Ye Yu turned his head to look at the woman with the alluring curves of her back, and then at the young man who was casually holding her waist. For some reason, his originally calm state of mind was once again disrupted.

Ye Yu originally thought that women would only affect his cultivation speed.

However... seeing Mu Zhian's hedonistic attitude, Ye Yu's heart wavered.

His hedonistic attitude... seems pretty good, doesn't it?

……

On the other side, as the two left the backstage area and walked along the path leading to the side hall, Fei Ying suddenly glanced at Mu Zhi'an casually, and smiled with narrowed eyes:

"Have you had enough, you little pervert?"

"Can we continue if that's not enough?" Mu Zhian asked half-jokingly.

"What do you think?" Fei Ying glanced at him and gently pushed the boy's hand away.

Mu Zhian sighed, "I spent a thousand spirit stones to buy this piece of junk for Sister Fei Ying, so what's wrong with comforting me a little?"

Fei Ying's lips curled up slightly, forming a charming curve, and she said, "These kinds of words might fool those young girls, but they won't fool me."

Mu Zhian said seriously, "If it weren't for you, would I be doing this piece of junk?"

Fei Ying glanced at the young man and chuckled softly, "That's hard to say."

As an auctioneer, Fei Ying meets all sorts of people every day. Mu Zhi'an's sweet words might be enough to win over some naive girls, but for this sophisticated woman, they're not quite enough.

The two chatted casually all the way to the side hall, where Fei Ying had a servant hand over the medicinal herbs and bronze pieces that Mu Zhi'an needed.

Looking at this huge pile of things, Fei Ying thought for a moment, took off the ring on her hand, and put everything into her storage ring.

"You're giving me this storage ring?" Mu Zhian asked in surprise.

"Dream on." Fei Ying glared at Mu Zhi'an and said, "I'll lend it to you for now. Just have someone return the storage ring to me tomorrow."

"This was left to me by my sister before she joined the sect. If you lose it, I won't forgive you."

Such a valuable item was lent to him so easily, which naturally made Mu Zhian feel more favorably toward him. He nodded seriously and accepted the storage ring.

Then, he suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, who is your sister? I might even know her."

Fei Ying smiled and squinted, "She's a very beautiful person, but you probably don't know her."

“My sister has rarely left home since she was a child. Even after she went to the Liangyi Sect, she still didn’t like leaving the sect.”