After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

"Friend Bai, you are still too kind. Although the world of cultivation is not as scary as my father said, there are still bad people. Didn't we encounter many evil cultivators in the Ten Thousand Mountains before?" Jin Yao said in a low voice.

Bai Lan: "...Well, you are right."

Long Aotian in the distance angrily withdrew his gaze. After all, he was not sure he could defeat that woman at the moment.

But things change over time, and one day... you will win.

The auction was in full swing. On the high platform in the center was a low-grade magical weapon, the Moon-Grabbing Sword. It was said to be made by a well-known weapon refiner and was very popular.

"I'll give you one thousand spirit stones."

"Two thousand five hundred."

"Five thousand spirit stones!"

"Six thousand spirit stones!"

Most of the bidders for this item were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Qi Refining Stage. More than half of the private rooms on the second floor were silent, as most of the bidders were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The charming auctioneer held the auction hammer in her hand with a perfect smile on her face.

"Young Master Li is offering 6,000 Spiritual Stones... Are there any other Taoist friends who would like to bid?"

Li Shizu always acted flamboyantly, relying on the power behind him. He had no intention of hiding his identity because there was no need to.

"I offer six thousand one hundred spirit stones!" The silent Long Aotian suddenly spoke, looking at the private room where Li Shizu was with a bit of provocation in his expression.

"You!" Li Shizu was like a puffer fish and was always offended by Long Aotian.

"I will give you 7,000 Spiritual Stones!!!"

"Seven thousand one hundred spirit stones." Long Aotian continued to raise the price.

“Long Aotian! Do you think I can’t recognize you with a mask on? I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes! How dare you snatch things from me so blatantly!” Li Shizu gritted his teeth and said, “I will pay you 10,000 spirit stones!!!”

The Li family's spirit stones came like a strong wind, and many casual cultivators around were shocked by this lavish gesture.

Bai Lan leaned back in the seat leisurely, and turned his gaze to the long sword in the center of the platform.

Li Shizu, who is stupid and rich, hopes that he will not be beaten by his father when he returns.

Magical weapons are naturally divided into three levels: high, medium and low. For example, the Golden Bell Cover given to her by the head of the Jin family is a very precious high-grade magic weapon, and its market price is basically around 30,000 spirit stones.

As for the inferior magic weapon, the Moon-Grabbing Sword, it was a low-level magic weapon that was not valued by the cultivators in the Linking Dan stage. It was most likely a mere formality with a maximum value of eight thousand spirit stones.

Li Shizu, the naive young master of the Li family, tried to provoke Long Aotian, but was fooled by Long Aotian.

After being casually provoked by Long Aotian, he fell into the trap and offered a high price of 10,000 spirit stones.

Wanbaolou made a lot of money and Long Aotian died of laughter.

Only Li Shizu hadn't reacted yet and was still feeling smug in the box.

A world was achieved in which only the head of the Li family, who had to pay the bill afterwards, was injured.

"You think you are worthy enough to compete with me? With only 10,000 spirit stones, who else dares to compete with me?" Li Shizu said in a smug tone.

Long Aotian frowned, snorted in dissatisfaction, and continued to raise the price: "I bid 11,000 spirit stones!"

He is so arrogant.

Bai Lan was silent for two seconds. As a villain, shouldn’t he do something when the protagonist is being arrogant?

This makes sense, and there is no reason not to do it.

After a pause, before Li Shizu raised the price again, she sent a message to the box where Li Shizu was, "If you want to see Long Aotian get humiliated, don't raise the price again. You don't really think he can come up with 10,000 spirit stones, do you? He's just teasing you."

A voice suddenly came to Li Shizu's ear. He looked around with wide eyes: "......"

Who sent the message? The voice seemed familiar.

He frowned and thought for two seconds, then was attracted by the content of the words.

I was so carried away just now that I only cared about competing with Long Aotian. Now that I come to my senses and think carefully, the price of that magic weapon is indeed not worth ten thousand spirit stones.

If I really spend 10,000 spirit stones to buy the Moon-Grabbing Sword, I will probably be beaten when I return.

Which kind person reminded him! Having almost been fooled by Long Aotian, Li Shizu looked at Long Aotian angrily and stopped raising the price.

In just a moment, the price of the Moon-Grabbing Sword at the auction venue was determined after the auctioneer called out three times.

Eleven thousand spirit stones, the final word.

"Please bid for the prize and go to the Wanbao Building backstage to deliver the spirit stones later."

Long Aotian's pupils trembled, and he looked towards the private room on the second floor with some disbelief. Why did Li Shizu suddenly stop bidding?

Eleven thousand spirit stones seemed a bit difficult for him.

His palms were covered with cold sweat and his face turned pale.

If you owe spirit stones to Wanbao Tower, your fate will definitely be miserable.

Seeing this, Bai Lan nodded with satisfaction.

Now the taste is just right.

"Brother Aotian, don't worry." Xue'er beside him looked worried and said softly, "I will help you think of a way to deal with this amount of spiritual stones."

Long Aotian was moved: "Xue'er, if I didn't have you, I really don't know what to do."

"Brother Aotian, don't say that..."

"Xue'er, believe me, when I rise in the future, I will never forget your kindness today."

"I believe you."

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Bai Lan trembled, hiss, so corny.

Qiong Yao's drama arrives late but eventually.

The auction went on as usual until the finale item appeared, when the Dingyan Dan created by Bai Lan came on stage.

As soon as the three words "Dingyan Dan" were uttered, the cultivators present immediately became excited.

The road to ascension is long and endless, and not everyone can cultivate to the Jindan stage and remain eternally young. There are countless people who stop at the foundation-building and Qi-refining stage when their deadline is approaching.

Just like the students who have to take the college entrance examination every year, half of them are admitted to colleges and universities, but there are always some who fail.

Poor aptitude, unable to cultivate to the Jindan stage? And want to preserve your looks?

Dingyan Dan! It can freeze your appearance at your most beautiful time and keep you young forever.

You! Deserve it!

"The starting price is three thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one hundred spirit stones." The auctioneer said with a smile.

Just the words "three thousand spirit stones", the huge number shattered the hearts of countless low-level cultivators.

"It hurts so much!!! I can't afford it, I can't afford it at all!" A woman next to him said with tears in her eyes.

"Who on earth made this medicine? Can it be made in bulk? Stop using hunger marketing."

"It is said that Dingyan Pill is an ancient recipe. It contains a magical herb that can only be found in the secret realm. It is probably impossible to refine it in bulk."

Jin Yao looked towards Bai Lan, only to see that Bai Lan had a faint smile on his face and was still resting with his eyes closed.

Batch refining? Good idea!

It is a good way to earn spirit stones, but Dingyan Pill is not a precious elixir that can improve cultivation and increase strength.

She just happened to have a crop of ice grass seedlings in her storage bag, but unfortunately the growth rate was a bit slow, so she needed to get a golden finger to improve it.