The Only Male Emperor in a Female-dominated World

However, in the eyes of some people, Yanpodan is just garbage, such as Wan Yatong of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

"It's ridiculous for a bunch of losers to rely on elixirs to break through. Even if they reach the Soul Realm, they will only be cultivation resources for others."

Wan Yatong's voice was not concealed at all, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

These words immediately aroused the anger of the Cave Heaven Realm cultivator.

Pairs of murderous eyes focused on her.

"What are you looking at? Trash is trash."

Wan Yatong was disdainful, and the aura emanated from her body.

The fifth level of the Spiritual Realm!

With the addition of the natal corpse puppet refined by the disciples of the Corpse Puppet Sect, she does have the ability to say this.

"Idiot." Chen Lingjun was speechless about Wan Yatong's suicidal behavior.

People like this will sooner or later die because of her high profile.

"Next, it's the second item in this auction."

Qu Hun clapped his hands, and a precious sword was brought up by his servant.

"A low-grade earth-level magic weapon - the Hidden Blade! This was made by the forging master Su Qinghua. The quality is beyond reproach. It can cut iron like mud and swing the blade silently."

"It's absolutely necessary for assassination. Starting price: 50 low-grade spirit stones. Each bid cannot be less than 1."

"I offer 60 low-grade spirit stones." said a monk in a black robe.

"I, Yan Leran, will buy this sword for 65 low-grade spirit stones."

Yan Leran is a long-established assassin with incredible strength and the seventh level of spiritual realm cultivation.

"68 low-grade spirit stones." The man in black robe continued to raise the price.

"Good boy, I'll give you 70 low-grade spirit stones."

Yan Leran looked at the man in black robe with murderous intent.

.........

Finally, the sword was bought by a disciple of Xingyue Pavilion for 110 million.

Afterwards, each auction item was brought to the podium, which would cause a wave of enthusiasm.

"The Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit grows at the junction of the Yin-Yang life and death veins, and its number is extremely rare. It has many functions such as regulating spiritual power disorder and increasing cultivation."

"Starting price: 60 low-grade spirit stones. Each bid cannot be less than 1."

finally come.

Chen Lingjun stood up and said, "I'll offer 70 low-grade spirit stones."

"The Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit is a top-grade material for alchemy. I, Yu Lan, will pay you 90 low-grade spirit stones."

Yu Lan, a fourth-rank alchemist, has a long-standing reputation and extensive network of contacts.

It is said that many powerful people in the Jindan realm owe her favors.

"120 million low-grade spirit stones."

Chen Lingjun was determined to get the Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit, and even the Lord would be of no use.

Yu Lan pondered for a while, "130 million low-grade spirit stones."

"150 million low-grade spirit stones." Chen Lingjun followed closely.

"Little brother, you win." Yu Lan said with a smile.

150 million is already far beyond the value of the Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit, and it would not be worth it if you add any more.

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit was not expensive, otherwise today would have been difficult.

"This handsome boy has a nice voice. I wonder what he looks like."

"Thank goodness that Master Yu is broad-minded, otherwise he would have suffered the consequences."

"This time, Treasure Pavilion made a fortune."

.........

Everyone was talking about it. Because of the private room blocking the way, outsiders also looked down on Chen Lingjun's appearance and figure.

Soon, the staff delivered the Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit to the private room.

Pay in one hand and deliver in one hand.

Chen Lingjun also handed over 150 million spirit stones to the other party.

After the attendant left, Chen Lingjun lifted up the Qiankun Yin-Yang Fruit and examined it carefully.

This fruit is half brown and half green, giving people a feeling of both life and death.

"Now, all we need is the Mist Flower Root and the Ice Soul Beast Pill."

Once he gathers these three items and practices the "Yang Yuan Condensation Technique", his strength will increase significantly.

Chen Lingjun was not very interested in the following auction items.

"The next item is very special, and fellow Taoists should be very interested in it."

Qu Hun showed a mysterious smile on his face and took out a jade bottle.

"What's inside is a drop of blood essence, and its owner must have been heard of by everyone, the genius of the magic path - Chen Yanran."

There was a sudden silence in the audience.

"This... is this really the blood essence of Witch Chen?" Yu Lan asked in a trembling voice.

"Fellow Daoists, don't worry. After being tested by a specialist, this drop of blood essence was dropped by Chen Yanran when she was besieged."

"Chen Yanran is a powerful person in the Dharma Realm. You can imagine how valuable this drop of blood is."

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"Starting price: 215 million Spiritual Stones. Each bid cannot be less than 2 Spiritual Stones."

No matter how eloquently Qu Hun spoke, the audience remained silent.

It can be seen how much fear Chen Yanran brought to them back then.

Just when Qu Hun thought the auction would fail, a heavenly voice rang out.

"217 million spirit stones." Chen Lingjun tried to shout.

He had no idea, after all, it was too expensive.

"Anyone want to raise the price? 3, 2, 1, deal!"

When the hammer fell, Qu Hun felt relieved.

Soon, Chen Yanran's essence and blood were sent to the private room.

"Hahaha, my good master, I didn't expect to see you in this way."

Chen Lingjun's eyes turned into crescents from smiling.

When the bottle was opened, a drop of blood essence floated quietly in the middle, and a faint sense of oppression emanated from it.

"This aura is definitely from Chen Yanran."

After storing the essence and blood into the system space, Chen Lingjun turned his attention back to the auction.

It was noon, and with the last item being bought, the auction came to a temporary end.

The monks began to disperse one after another.

When he reached the door, he felt someone touching his thigh.

"Tsk tsk tsk, when did the Sword Sect have such a top-notch product? How come I didn't know about it?"

A woman in a white and green floral dress kept grabbing the air with her right hand, as if she was savoring the wonderful touch just now.

Chen Lingjun: ………

Boom!

There were two muffled sounds, with such great force that they both caved in.

"what……"

The female monk next to them quickly stepped back, fearing that Chen Lingjun would also punch them twice in the next second.

"Ow..."

The woman fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Isn't this Zhu Jiaojiao from Xuantian Sect? Who beat her like this?"

A confused monk asked curiously.

"Uh..., trust me sister, you don't want to know."

Chen Lingjun ignored him and turned away.

Based on past experience, it would take Zhu Jiaojiao at least ten minutes to get up.

Upstairs, Qu Hun stood side by side with a woman.

This woman is the person in charge of this auction, Shao Ruzhi.

"How cruel." Shao Ruzhi swallowed.

"I guess he is Ma Xuedong's new disciple, Chen Lingjun. He is indeed as handsome as the rumors say."

"Even with a veil, people can't take their eyes off her," said Qu Hui.

"Unfortunately, he's in trouble this time."