After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Everyone then relaxed and sat back down.

Song Ling poured a cup of tea into everyone's cup and said in a low voice.

"This Yun Yao should be sent to monitor us. It is not clear whether she is from the Treasure Pavilion or the Divine Will Sect. Everyone should be careful."

After that, he raised his voice and said, "This Yecheng is really too small. The maids have no manners. If I can't find anything good this time, it will be a loss."

Outside the door, Yun Yao's breathing paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

Chu Xinglan raised his eyebrows, "A martial artist?"

They could easily tell that Yun Yao had no spiritual power.

However, the other party's hearing ability and long breathing do not seem like that of an ordinary maid.

Li Wen directly took out her own formation plate and fiddled with it for a while, then everyone watched as a semicircular film covered them.

After the coverage was complete, the film disappeared.

"What is this?"

Li Wen put away the formation plate and said with some pride.

"A soundproof barrier. I asked my master to build it before we came out. It guarantees that no one below the Nascent Soul stage can hear any sound."

Everyone's eyes lit up: "What a good thing!"

Xun Wenguang poked it curiously, but felt nothing.

Chu Xinglan also deeply agreed. With this thing, they can talk with confidence.

But I don’t know if there is a barrier that can block out smells. If there is, I will ask my master to make one for him when I go back.

Han Feiyu took a sip of the tea. This was also a spiritual tea, but it was far inferior to Chu Xinglan's. He put it down after just one sip and started talking.

"I don't know if Lin Jiamu and the others are here. It looks like they should be in the box on the third floor. Even though he gave us the invitation, I still feel like he has bad intentions."

Song Ling waved his hand: "If the enemy comes, we will stop him. If the water comes, we will block it with earth. What's more, Brother Chu is here."

"Even if we can't win, we can still run away."

In the past few days, Chu Xinglan has broken through to the seventh level of the first level, and his strength has increased again.

Perhaps it was because of the compatibility of the technique, he was practicing very well and had no bottleneck at all. He didn't know if there would be a bottleneck when he broke through to the second level.

If it was just Lin Jiamu alone, he was confident that he could win, but he still gave a reminder.

"It's better to be cautious. Let's just leave after the auction is over."

"Even if there is no conspiracy, it is easy for something to go wrong with so many monks."

Several people agreed and waited patiently for the auction to begin.

……

At the back of Cangqiong Mountain, Sang Yunqi was quite interested in cultivating a piece of land halfway up the mountain.

He planned to fence off this place and turn it into a vegetable garden and grow some vegetables when it was done.

Bi Wu just followed him and nagged.

"I say, what's the point of keeping me here? The demon world is in chaos. I have to go back to quell the rebellion!"

"Besides, the demon world is also the home of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Do you think it's okay to leave it in such a filthy state?"

"You should say something!"

Sang Yunqi kept moving his hands and said calmly, "Let you, a piece of trash, go back and die?"

Bi Wu suddenly stood up and said, "Who is the loser? I was attacked by surprise! An ambush, do you understand?"

Sang Yunqi sneered, and although he didn't say anything, his sarcasm was full of meaning.

"Okay, I don't have to leave, but you should tell me where the Crown Prince is going!"

"It's so chaotic outside, how can you let him run around outside alone? If something happens, can you take responsibility?"

This was the main reason why Bi Wu came to find Sang Yunqi today. Chu Xinglan had not come to him for actual practice in the past few days. At first he thought that something had held him back.

I wanted to go see our own Crown Prince today, but I searched the back mountain and couldn't find him.

He quickly sensed around and found that even the Crown Prince's aura was gone. He ran to find Sang Yunqi and saw Sang Yunqi turning the soil.

Sang Yunqi was so annoyed by him that he threw the hoe to the ground.

"If you have nothing to do, finish turning this land for me before dark. If you can't finish it, we can have a sparring match. Let me see the methods of the demon general."

Bi Wu choked. Although he prided himself on being very powerful, sparring with Sang Yunqi would be nothing but asking for a beating.

He muttered quietly, "Then you have to tell me whether His Royal Highness is safe?"

Sang Yunqi looked at him like a fool: "It's not safe, how can I still be here to chat with you?"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

As soon as he returned to his yard, a paper crane flew over, circled around him a few times, and landed in front of him.

Sang Yunqi frowned slightly, reached out to take it, and directly opened the paper crane.

He released a stream of spiritual power onto the paper, and a line of words soon appeared on it.

[Mr. Sang, I'm waiting for you in Cangyun Country. If you don't want to die, come here quickly.]

The signature is Xuan Ling.

Sang Yunqi hasn't heard from Xuan Ling for many years, and even Fu Lin doesn't know.

If Chu Xinglan hadn’t asked the demon clan’s national master before, he would have even forgotten about this bastard.

He was actually in Cangyun Country? What was he doing there? Did something go wrong?

Thinking of this, Sang Yunqi became a little worried, but he quickly put all that behind him and stared at the three words rolling over.

Ha! It turns out that you are a dog that deserves a beating!

A flame shot out from Sang Yunqi's palm, and soon the paper in his hand turned to ashes.

He simply sent a message to Xu Zhuo and left Cangqiong Mountain.

It’s better to go to Cangyun. My apprentice should be here in a few days. He will definitely be surprised to see me then.

……

In the box, Chu Xinglan and others waited for nearly two quarters of an hour, and the auction finally began.

It was the first time for all of them to attend an auction and everything was new to them. All five of them gathered at the window, craning their heads to look down.

"The people at the Treasure Pavilion didn't even prepare a list in advance so that we can know what's there."

"At the beginning, they should all be ordinary objects, so the magical instruments and magic tools should be the last ones, right?"

But soon, they were slapped in the face.

The host on the stage simply said a few opening remarks and then lifted the red cloth on the plate.

"The first lot, a top-grade foundation-building pill!"

"The starting price is five hundred low-grade spirit stones."

The first floor, which was originally quite noisy, suddenly became quiet. Everyone stared at the jade bottle in the host's hand, their eyes full of enthusiasm.

The Foundation Building Pill is a pill used by cultivators to break through the foundation building stage. The higher the quality of the pill, the better the effect, which will increase the success rate of foundation building.

However, Song Ling and others still looked down on it. One reason was that they had long passed the time when they needed the Foundation Establishment Pill.

On the other hand, the quality of this elixir was still a bit low in their opinion. After all, there was Song Ling in Cangqiong, and although there were not many top-grade foundation-building pills, they could still afford it.

Soon, the sound of raising prices was heard downstairs.

"Six hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

"Seven hundred!"

"..."

"Two middle-grade spirit stones!"