Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Although this Golden Thunder Bamboo is dying, Junior Sister, your [Spiritual Essence Nurturing Wood Technique] is best at nurturing plants. Perhaps you can nourish it and bring it back to life."

Fairy Yueqiu Hu Yueqiu said gently to Wan Lingjun beside her, "Although the spiritual essence nourishment effect is insufficient during the Qi training stage, it is always okay to keep the vitality alive. Once you reach the foundation-building stage, you can slowly nourish the vitality of this spiritual bamboo..."

"If this bamboo is carefully nurtured from the Qi training stage, it will become a spiritual and excellent magic embryo when it forms a pill. It will be perfect for refining a life-long magic weapon."

Wan Lingjun was deeply moved by what she heard and nodded repeatedly, "Senior Sister, what you said makes sense. After all, it's an ancient spiritual object, and it's being sold so cheaply. Apart from my [Spiritual Essence Nourishing Wood Technique], I'm afraid no one here can revive it... This is my chance!"

After that, Wan Lingjun didn't waste any words and bid, "Eighty Spirit Stones!"

After Wan Lingjun called out, the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the VIP seats fell silent. They all knew that this girl at the sixth level of Qi training was the last disciple of Yuehua, the deputy leader of the Xiaoyao Alliance and the Great Golden Core Master. Naturally, they had to give her some face. The Foundation Establishment cultivators who originally wanted to buy her back to try their luck stopped bidding.

However, this price is too extravagant for Qi-cultivating cultivators. After all, for Qi-cultivating cultivators, the most urgent thing is to build the foundation. Spiritual stones are either spent on improving cultivation and protecting the path with magic tools, or saved up to buy foundation-building pills. How can they have the spare money to gamble on such a small piece of half-dead spiritual bamboo?

Therefore, after Wan Lingjun made his bid, the atmosphere in the venue with thousands of people suddenly became quiet and no one followed suit.

Just as Chi Lian was about to close the deal, a rather helpless voice rang out from the seats in the back row where the low-level Qi training cultivators were gathered:

"Eighty-one spirit stones."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who made the bid was a big man with a dark face and a beard. Judging from his spiritual pressure, he was only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training. No one knew why he wanted to buy this spiritual object that had nothing to do with foundation building.

Wan Lingjun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't want to give up, so he shouted, "Eighty-five spirit stones."

"Eighty-six spirit stones..." The dark-faced man seemed to have also recognized this item and raised the price of one spirit stone slightly.

Wan Lingjun frowned and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Ninety spirit stones!"

The dark-faced man was about to bid, but a kind old cultivator beside him tugged at his sleeve. "Fellow Daoist, are you from out of town? This Wanxianzi is the last disciple of the Great Master Yuehua. She's destined to build a foundation in the future and has the potential to achieve the Golden Core. You can't argue with her!"

"I really need this!" The dark-faced man thanked the old monk and continued, "Ninety-one spirit stones."

"Do you, a cultivator, have a grudge against me? This golden thunder bamboo is almost dead. Unless the buyer practices nourishing wood-type skills or secret techniques, it will be worthless..." Wan Lingjun said angrily.

"Since this spiritual bamboo has been put up for auction, naturally everyone can bid for it. As for whether it can be saved, that is Li's own business."

The dark-faced man said slowly, "Li has heard of the Wushan Fairy Fair, so he has come all the way here to see the world. I don't think the Xiaoyao League, as powerful as it is, would do anything to bully others."

"You!" The black-faced man's next words completely blocked Wan Lingjun's retreat. Although she was the closed disciple of the Jindan Great Master of the Xiaoyao League, she could not use her power to bully others in the auction under the Xiaoyao League. Otherwise, if this matter were to be spread, she would be in great trouble from her master.

"Fellow Daoist, please feel free to bid. This auction was solely organized by Wushan Market. It is absolutely fair and impartial. There will be no use of power, pressure, or forced buying or selling."

Yuwen Xiaojin smiled slightly, stood up, glanced at Wan Lingjun, and said gently, "As long as you two have enough spirit stones, you can bid as much as you want... After all, this is a sure-win business for Wushan Market."

Yuwen Xiaojin's joke made some of the monks present laugh, and the tense atmosphere that was originally tense immediately dissipated.

Finally, when Yuwen Xiaojin sat down, he did not forget to look at Wan Lingjun expressionlessly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Hu Yueqiu was also a little embarrassed at this time. Originally, she was just happy to see the prey and thought that this item was just what her junior sister wanted, so she urged Wan Lingjun to buy it. She didn't expect the situation to develop to this point. The black-faced big man squeezed her with a few words, and it seemed like the top leaders of the Xiaoyao League were using their power to pressure others for an auction item, so Yuwen Xiaojin had to come out to smooth things over and explain.

Now I am caught between my lover and my junior sister, and I am in a difficult situation!

Wan Lingjun was also getting a little carried away at this point, and he angrily said, "I, Wan Lingjun, am only bidding here on my own merits. What connection does this have with the sect? Even if I'm not as well-off as you today, I still have my dignity. Can I send someone to retaliate against you later?"

"One hundred spirit stones!"

"Wan Xianzi is broad-minded and has noble character. I, Li, can trust her. In this case, let's just compete on financial resources. That would be the fairest thing to do."

The dark-faced man was calm and composed, his arms folded, and he said leisurely, "One hundred and one spirit stones."

"Okay, okay!" Wan Lingjun said in a serious tone, "One hundred and twenty spirit stones! I want to see if you can raise the price any further!"

"One hundred and twenty-one spirit stones." The black-faced man raised another one without hesitation.

"call……"

Wan Lingjun's chest was heaving, and he was furious but also a little hesitant.

After all, she was only a young cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training. She only had sixty spirit stones given to her by her master Yuehua Zhenren as pocket money every year. She just focused on cultivation on weekdays and had no side jobs. In addition, her daily expenses were not important. One hundred and twenty spirit stones were already most of the cash she could take out now.

But he really didn't want to let go, so he looked at his senior sister Hu Yueqiu for help.

Unexpectedly, the senior sister who had just urged him to buy the spiritual bamboo actually closed her eyes and started to meditate and practice.

Hu Yueqiu had already felt some regret in his heart, so he naturally would not lend money to his junior sister again and let the situation develop to annoy Yuwen Xiaojin, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Seeing that the senior sister ignored him, Wan Lingjun knew that he had no chance of getting this piece of golden thunder bamboo. The breath that had been hanging in his chest suddenly dropped, and he sat back in his seat dejectedly.

Finally, this half-dead piece of century-old golden thunder bamboo was bought by the black-faced man at the price of one hundred and twenty-one spirit stones.

The black-faced man had offended the disciple of the Great Jindan Master, settled the accounts with the spirit stones, and received the Golden Thunder Bamboo, but he had no intention of running away to avoid disaster. Instead, he still sat in his original seat with great interest, looking at the subsequent auction items.