The God of War is killing like crazy

Sure enough, the female cultivator on the stage said, "The next items to be auctioned are the three greatest treasures of this auction."

As soon as she finished speaking, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and people held their breath, waiting for the protagonist of today's auction to appear.

Then a female servant in ink green respectfully brought up a jade box. Just by looking at the texture of the jade, one could tell that the item inside was definitely not an ordinary item. Sure enough, the voice of the female cultivator in red came again, "This contains a top-grade soul-retaining grass."

Many people in the audience had disappointment in their eyes. Although spiritual herbs were rare, the problem was that they didn't know how to make pills, and it was even harder to make pills.

Therefore, the only alchemist present who needed to use this spiritual herb had excited eyes.

As the name suggests, the soul-nourishing grass can nourish the soul.

After hearing this, Si Ying's eyes lit up. This was exactly what she needed. There were indeed many treasures in the world of immortal cultivation.

Some people in the surrounding boxes were also eager to make a move, and soon the hawking began. The female cultivator in red gave the lowest price of one hundred high-quality spirit stones.

This is already a sky-high price in the minds of many people.

Top-grade spirit stones are very difficult to be found by ordinary cultivators, except for those from aristocratic families or sects, let alone one hundred of them.

Even within the sect, only disciples directly taught by sect elders like Si Ying could give out so many. For other ordinary inner disciples, it would be very good if they could keep more than ten.

So this time the bidding was not as intense as before. Just as Si Ying was about to bid, she heard a sound coming from the private room next door.

"I'll pay one hundred and twenty high-grade spirit stones."

With such a high price increase, it is obvious that they want to buy it out directly.

However, a voice soon came from another box, "I'll offer 130 high-quality spirit stones."

Because the boxes were equipped with some formations that could change people's voices, no one knew who the wealthy people sitting inside were.

"Two hundred high-quality spirit stones."

Si Ying said casually.

Then suddenly the hall was silent for a moment. Just as the red-robed female cultivator was about to speak to make the final decision, a voice came from another box, "Two hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones."

Si Ying raised her eyebrows. Oh, there was someone richer than her. Could she give in? Of course not.

"Four hundred high-quality spirit stones."

Si Ying directly raised the price to four times, and the people in the audience gasped. This person is too rich. Which sect or family is the nobleman upstairs from?

The box where the buyers were competing with Si Ying also fell silent. Four hundred high-grade spirit stones were already more than the value of this spirit herb. Unless someone like Si Ying had a damaged soul and was in urgent need of it, no one would be willing to spend such a huge price to buy it.

As expected, there was no more private room and Si Ying was no longer bidding.

The red-clothed female cultivator was very satisfied and quickly confirmed that the Soul-Nourishing Grass belonged to Si Ying.

She didn't expect that this Soul-Nourishing Grass could be sold at such a high price. Thinking about the benefits she could get, she smiled even more happily.

Soon there was a knock on the door of Si Ying's box. A waitress in a blue gauze dress came in, handed a sign to Si Ying, and then left respectfully.

The red-clothed female cultivator on the stage then displayed the second treasure, a top-grade marrow cleansing pill. Compared with the previous spiritual herb, the scene was much crazier. When many cultivators were advancing and breaking through, they longed for a marrow cleansing pill to help them break through smoothly.

So the eyes of the monks below the stage were all burning with excitement. Many of them had not bought anything today, but had been waiting for this moment.

Si Ying was not interested in this. The value of this pill did not lie in the spiritual herbs and medicines used, but because it was a top-grade pill made from the ninth-grade pill cultivation. Alchemists in the Xuan Ji Continent were already scarce, so it was even harder to get one.

Coincidentally, Si Ying is also an expert at alchemy.

She suddenly discovered a way to make money. The spiritual herbs needed to make the Marrow Cleansing Pill were easy to find. The key point was that it was not easy to make. It was extremely challenging for the alchemist to make it. If one was not careful, it would become a pot of waste pills.

As for Si Ying, the top-grade marrow cleansing pill was just a matter of moving her fingers.

The last treasure came on stage, and it was carried up by someone.

It looked very heavy. After the red cloth with the formation attached was untied, a pitch-black sword with spiritual energy was revealed inside.

This is the magic weapon left behind by Chang Geng Zhenren, who was once the number one sword cultivator, after his death.

This sword is forged from thousand-year-old dark cold iron and weighs a thousand pounds. The two sturdy monks had difficulty lifting it just now, which shows its weight. This is also the main purpose of many sword cultivators in the audience and the boxes upstairs coming here.

A sword is hard to come by, and for sword practitioners, having a good sword is like having divine help.

After the female monk made her offer, the monks in the audience began to bid higher prices, fearing that if they were too late the item would be snatched away by someone else.

Many monks have saved up their money for so many years just for this moment. Looking at the sword, their eyes are burning red.

Si Ying also looked down at the stage. The formation in the box allowed the people inside to see everything clearly below the stage, while people outside could not see inside the box.

It was indeed a good sword. Si Ying took a look and then looked away.

This sword is indeed one of the best in the world of immortal cultivation, but compared to her Canglan, it is nothing.

The Canglan Sword suddenly flew out of Si Ying's body and circled around Si Ying intimately and aggrievedly.

The Canglan Sword was intelligent. Si Ying understood what it meant and blamed herself for looking at other swords and praising them.

Look at its aggrieved expression, just like a young wife who caught her cheating husband.

Si Ying quickly touched the sword's body to comfort it, and naturally stopped looking at the situation below the stage. It then seemed to look at Si Ying coquettishly, rubbed the corner of Si Ying's clothes, and then shrank back.

Si Ying didn't care who bought the black iron sword. She walked out of the box, took the sign and went to find the waitress who was waiting there. She went to the back, took out four hundred high-quality spirit stones, and exchanged them for the soul-nourishing grass.

The jade box was handed over, and Si Ying opened it to check. There was no problem, it was indeed a good, top-grade spiritual herb.

After she put it away, she left the auction. As expected, there were a few people following her. They seemed to be three in the late Jindan stage and one in the early Yuanying stage. The four of them were specifically staring at those who came out of the auction.

Si Ying, a female cultivator who was alone, quickly became their target. They were used to robbing people of their property and had experience. Seeing Si Ying's extraordinary attire and her extraordinary temperament, it was obvious that she was a direct disciple of a sect or a direct descendant of a noble family.

But those genius disciples usually have many people following and protecting them, so when they saw Si Ying was so young and yet she came out to gain experience alone, they couldn't help but think that Si Ying was a direct descendant of a big family who ran away from home. She had never been out to gain experience and had no experience, so she dared to be so swaggering and not to hide it.

And this kind of person is exactly their favorite target. Now Si Ying is the fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in their eyes.

Seeing Si Ying walking further and further away, they couldn't help but smile. They looked at each other and rushed forward to stop Si Ying.

"My little beauty, quickly hand over all your treasures. Give us your storage bag and play with us, then we will consider sparing your life. Hehehehe"

Several people grinned lewdly as they looked at the weak and "unarmed" female cultivator in front of them.

Si Ying also laughed.

Then screams were heard from a remote alley. The four male cultivators who had been so arrogant just now were beaten by Si Ying to the point that they doubted their lives. It was obviously just a female cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, while they were three in the late Golden Core stage and one in the early Nascent Soul stage, yet they were beaten to the point of rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, and could only cry for mercy.

Si Ying: "How was it? Did you guys have fun, huh?"

"Fairy Grandma, we were wrong. We won't dare to do it again. Ah, ah, ah, stop hitting me. It hurts too much. Woo woo woo"

"But I haven't had enough fun yet."

Si Ying smiled on the surface, but her actions were even more ruthless.

In the end, Si Ying severely injured several people and directly destroyed their dantian. These people robbed and killed people, and many monks died tragically at their hands, so there was no need to keep their cultivation.

Then Si Ying came out of the remote alley, brushed off the non-existent dust on her body, and walked towards her residence.

As a result, when she just returned to the little boy's home, she saw several monks grabbing the little boy and walking out, while the boy's father had been knocked to the ground, spitting blood, and was struggling to get up.

His mother rushed over to pull the boy, crying and begging, "Please, please don't take my child away, let him go, and I will give you all the spiritual stones!"

Then she was kicked down by a monk and instantly spat out blood.

The monk replied contemptuously: "It is a blessing for your boy to be chosen by the Gong family. You as parents should be grateful and take the initiative to send your child there. How dare you stop us? If you offend the Gong family, you will all die, humph!"

After saying that, he raised his foot and directed several people to leave.