Do you want to trade? I am a Wanjie supplier

As expected, the spiritual fruit was snapped up by a cultivator on the second floor. Many of the casual cultivators on the first floor beat their chests and stamped their feet, faces filled with regret and resentment. They secretly hated their own financial resources, but there was nothing they could do.

Then various unique and valuable items appeared one after another.

There are top-grade protective magic weapons, spiritual medicines, spiritual plants, some precious refining materials, and even secret manuals and techniques.

In the middle, Yun Yao bought a protective magic weapon. She bought it based on the principle of having several more layers of vests. Of course, it was Ye Feng who paid the spirit stones in the end.

"Senior Sister, this is the robe refined by Master Shuanghua!" Feng Ruoxi exclaimed excitedly as she looked at a glittering robe on the exhibition stand, her eyes full of anticipation.

The auctioneer on the stage was still eloquently introducing the auction, and many female cultivators in the audience couldn't wait and even stood up. Every woman loves beauty, and in the world of immortal cultivation, one can maintain their youth. Many women who look to be in their twenties have no idea how old they are.

So it’s not just young girls who like beautiful robes, let alone the work of Master Shuanghua.

Yun Yao was very curious to see these female cultivators looking at the stage together as if they were chasing stars, but they were also competitors.

Ye Feng and Yuan Qi did not intervene this time. There were so many girls in the room, and it would be awkward to decide who to take pictures of and who not to take pictures of. So they just let them take pictures by themselves.

"The starting price is two thousand spirit stones!"

Oh, it’s so expensive. It turns out that women’s money is the easiest to make.

Feng Ruoxi bid without hesitation, "Two thousand five hundred spirit stones."

Yun Yao watched the excitement and quietly gave her a thumbs-up. Money meant free rein. But the other female cultivators must be resentful of her for raising the price so high right out of the gate.

Then Su Qinghuan on the left shouted out, "Two thousand six hundred spirit stones."

Yun Yao's mouth twitched. The female cultivators on the first floor simultaneously looked towards the second floor, puzzled as to why they were both offering two different prices. Fortunately, the door curtain blocked their view, otherwise Yun Yao would have felt so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the ground.

"Three thousand spirit stones."

Feng Ruoxi glared at Su Qinghuan angrily and was about to continue bidding, but she was unexpectedly beaten to the punch by a female cultivator in another private room on the second floor.

"Who is this?"

"Three thousand two hundred spirit stones." Feng Ruoxi gritted her teeth and raised the price again.

Then the female cultivator in the private room called out the price: "Three thousand five hundred spirit stones." Her faint voice was nonchalant.

The female cultivator downstairs stretched her neck, unable to get a word in, and just listened to the two of them talking back and forth.

Seeing someone bidding against Feng Ruoxi, Su Qinghuan simply stopped. In fact, she didn't like the dress that much and was just trying to annoy Feng Ruoxi. Now that someone else had done it, she was happy to have some free time.

"Four thousand spirit stones!" Feng Ruoxi's round face flushed slightly with anger, and Mu He beside her gently tugged at her sleeve.

"Junior sister, this price is fine. Master Shuanghua's robes are not worth more than four thousand high-grade spirit stones. It would not be appropriate to increase the price any more." If you increase the price too much, even if you wear it out, people will laugh at you for being stupid and rich.

Feng Ruoxi's eyes were filled with annoyance and unwillingness, and she was afraid that the person opposite her would raise the price.

As expected, the gentle and charming voice said, "Four thousand two hundred spirit stones." Everyone on the first floor exclaimed in surprise, not expecting her to raise the price.

Feng Ruoxi looked towards the private room opposite with dissatisfaction, her eyes filled with suppressed anger. Fortunately, she had the sense to stop bidding.

In the end, the robe was bought for 4,200 spirit stones in Box 8. Everyone was curious about who the female cultivator in that box was, who had such wealth and such a beautiful voice.

Mu He patted Feng Ruoxi's shoulder soothingly, "Let's go shopping at Wanbaozhai later to see if there are any new products that are just as good-looking."

Yun Yao took out some of her favorite strawberries from the space to comfort her. Finally, the little girl was coaxed into submission.

The young lady at the booth continued to introduce the next lot: "This next item isn't a magic weapon, but it is a functional treasure, one of a kind. It's called a camera, and it can take photos that last forever."

"Puff!" Yun Yao, who was drinking tea, spat out a mouthful of tea when she heard the word "camera".

"Are you okay?" Su Qinghuan frowned and asked her with concern when she saw her losing her composure.

"fine."

Yun Yao turned around and asked Zhuang Bufan: What happened?

Zhuang Bufan was also a little confused. He couldn't quite remember when he had sold a camera.

He lowered his brows and thought for a moment, absolutely certain that he had never sold anything. This was because the supplies Yun Yao gave him were mostly food and daily necessities, not electronic items like cameras and cell phones.

He frowned and looked towards the stage. After seeing the model of the camera, he frantically checked his space and said, "Fuck, that's my camera."

He remembered that this was the camera he used during the apocalypse. It was his personal belongings. The battery had run out of power before, so he and Yun Yao went to the modern era to charge it.

That day, he suddenly had the urge to take a picture of himself practicing sword, so he took it out. Coincidentally, a disciple came to buy something, so he put the camera on the table.

He remembered that a male disciple asked him what it was, and he didn't even notice it was stolen.

"What?" Everyone in the room was shocked by his words. They were equally puzzled as to how his things could appear in the auction house.

Yun Yao guessed what he was thinking from his expression: "Was it stolen?"

"Yes, it should be that male disciple who stole it when I wasn't paying attention." Zhuang Bufan gritted his teeth and looked sinisterly at the camera being auctioned at the booth.

There was a photo of himself and Shen Mo in it, but he lost it due to his carelessness.

"If you lose it, just find it." Yun Yao couldn't bear to see his gloomy and self-blaming expression. She spoke in a domineering manner.

"That's right, it's yours, so just take it back, what are you afraid of." Ye Feng raised his eyes with a smile on his face and said easily.

He knew that this man and his junior sister were from the same place. Seeing that they were getting along well, he must be his junior sister's servant, which means he was one of his own. If something belonging to one of his own was lost, he would naturally have to get it back.

After hearing this, the other people also guessed something.

"No rush, I'll ask someone from the auction house to come over later." Yuan Qi took a sip from the teacup.

Which of them wasn't a favored child of a large family? It was just a matter of retrieving something that belonged to them. It wasn't difficult at all.

The crowd below was bidding enthusiastically for the camera, and there was a lot of discussion.

"This item looks so advanced. I wonder which master craftsman made it. It can even last longer than the Photo Stone."

"It's really rare, but it's a pity there's only one. We can only watch for fun. We don't know who will get it in the end."

"We'll find out soon. Who bought this thing? We have to show it off."

Feng Ruoxi was very curious about the camera on the booth that could be used to take pictures.

Looking up at Zhuang Bufan, who looked unhappy, he spoke cautiously, "Is that thing yours? Can it really take photos for a long time? Is it more powerful than the Photo Stone?"

Zhuang Bufan came back to his senses, sighed, and explained patiently: "A camera is different from a photo stone. It can freeze a person's movements and expressions at that time. It is fixed." A photo stone should be similar to a video recorder.

"That's quite amazing. Where did you get this item?" Feng Ruoxi asked him curiously with her eyes wide open. In fact, what she wanted to ask was, does he still have it?

"Junior Sister." Mu He shook her head. Someone else's things might be private, so asking like that was rude.

Feng Ruoxi stuck out her tongue in a funny way, turned her head and looked away, without asking any more questions.

Ye Feng and Yuan Qi exchanged a glance. They were also curious about where Zhuang Bufan had gotten this rare item. They had heard that he often sold unusual items among the sect's disciples.