Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

The pink-dressed lady originally thought that two thousand Black Mystic Crystals was already a high enough price, and that this was the price that the people at the auction had set themselves in order to prevent the items from not being sold.

I didn't expect that there was still a sucker who asked for the price of three thousand black crystals.

"Three thousand Black Mysterious Crystals! Someone actually offered three thousand Black Mysterious Crystals! Is there anyone who offers a higher price?"

The girl in pink wanted to liven up the atmosphere and sell the auction item at a higher price, but unfortunately no one responded.

After all, the survival rate of a growing spiritual plant is only one percent. Whoever buys it will suffer a loss, and the final outcome is destined to be death.

They are not the sucker just now who had too much money to spend and ended up buying something useless.

Three thousand black crystals are enough to buy a few primary medicinal pills. Who doesn’t have young people in their family? Wouldn’t it be nice to buy pills for them?

Seeing that no one was bidding any more, the pink-dressed lady said loudly, "Congratulations to this buyer! He won the Phantom Sound Wisteria with three thousand Black Mysterious Crystals!"

After the Phantom Sound Wisteria comes the Imperial Grade Pill, and the competition this time is very fierce.

Among the four major countries, apart from the emperor who has an emperor-level alchemist by his side, the most powerful ones are only king-level. The emperor-level alchemists are almost all in areas above the four major countries, and Qingyun Academy is one of them.

In addition to Qingyun Academy, there is also the Alchemy Guild, which gathers countless powerful alchemists. Their president and vice president are both emperor-level alchemists.

However, the chances of the pills they refine flowing out are very small, so the price of the imperial pills is far higher than its market price.

Not only people from Tianlin Kingdom attended this auction, but people from the other three countries also joined in the fun.

Under normal circumstances, people from the other three countries might not come, but this time the incident of the divine beast in the Nether Forest attracted a lot of people, and Tianlin Country happened to be on the edge of the Nether Forest. After returning empty-handed, some people stayed in Tianlin Country, waiting for the auction to begin.

Therefore, imperial-grade elixirs are even more sought after.

"Imperial Grade Bone-Renewing Pill, starting price 100,000 Black Mysterious Crystals!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an endless stream of people bidding higher prices.

"One hundred and one thousand black crystals."

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"One hundred and one hundred thousand black crystals."

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"130,000 black crystals."

When the auction price reached 120,000, many people had stopped bidding. It wasn't that the imperial-grade elixir was more expensive than that, but the main reason was that the small family couldn't afford it.

They also knew that they definitely couldn't get the elixir, but who wouldn't want to try?

There were even a few small families who gritted their teeth and continued to raise the price, but when the price reached 130,000, they gave up.

In the end, it was taken away by someone in a private room on the second floor with 196,000 black crystals.

The next item to be auctioned was Mu Qingli’s pills. The three bottles of pills were divided into three batches and auctioned by the bottle.

Mu Zhanxiao, who was in the box on the second floor, almost fell down when he heard the introduction of the elixir. Why was the description of this elixir so similar to the one his granddaughter had made?

The pink-dressed lady was explaining the origins of the elixirs: "These elixirs were refined by a reclusive master. Although they are elementary elixirs, they are comparable to intermediate ones..."

Mu Zhanxiao became more and more confused, and he suspected that the pill was taken out by Li'er's master.

But according to Li Er, her master is a high-level alchemist above the imperial level, and he would not sell low-level pills. He doesn't lack the money.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Mu Zhanxiao's mind: Master Li'er must have paved the way for her in advance, so that when Li'er sells pills in the future, it won't be so conspicuous.

Mu Zhanxiao was filled with emotion, and his favorable impression of this alchemist whom he had never met suddenly increased.

At this moment, after being beautified by the pink-dressed lady, everyone was full of interest in the three bottles of pills on the stage.

Many alchemists did not believe it and tried their best to buy a bottle for research.

"A bottle of pills contains ten pills, and the starting bid is 10,000 Black Mysterious Crystals!"

"Fifteen thousand black crystals!"

"Sixteen thousand..."

Mu Qingli drank tea in the private room and listened to them raising the price, feeling very happy.

The price of the first bottle of elixir at the auction was about what she had expected, 20,000 Black Mysterious Crystals.

But the prices of the second and third bottles were beyond her expectations, especially the third bottle, which was auctioned for 36,000 Black Mysterious Crystals.

The three bottles of elixir were auctioned for a total of 79,000 Black Mysterious Crystals. After deducting the fees that needed to be paid, Mu Qingli received 71,100 Black Mysterious Crystals, which she was quite satisfied with.

After the auction, Butler Huang and Old Man knocked on the door of the private room again. Butler Huang respectfully handed Mu Qingli a card:

"Sir, here are the black crystals you obtained from the auction."

Mu Qingli scanned the amount with her spiritual sense and found that the amount inside was much higher. She looked at Butler Huang in confusion: "Is it wrong?"

The old man beside him immediately responded, "Young Master, that's right. You gave me twelve bottles of elixirs before. Excluding the three bottles that were auctioned, there are still nine bottles left. I have transferred all of these nine bottles that you promised to sell to me for 324,000 yuan."

Mu Qingli nodded slightly. The old man was a king-level alchemist, but the primary pills he made were nothing special. If he bought his own pills, he would also need to study them.

So she earned this money with a clear conscience, and even kindly gave him a few words of advice.

The old man's originally lazy attitude immediately became serious when he heard Mu Qingli's words: "Thank you, my friend. I want to go do some experiments. I'll take my leave now."

The old man even clasped his fists to Mu Qingli to express his gratitude.

After Butler Huang left, only Mu Qingli and Bei Mingye were left in the private room.

Mu Qingli felt that it would be inappropriate for him to just leave, so he poked Bei Mingye, who was pretending to sleep, with his finger: "Hey..."

"Bei Ming Ye, you can call me Ye."

Bei Ming Ye opened his eyes. His deep eyes were different from his usual carelessness. There was a hint of seriousness in them, as well as a hint of emotion that Mu Qingli could not understand.

Mu Qingli turned her head away, not wanting to look directly into Bei Mingye's eyes. She felt that if she continued looking, she would be swallowed up by Bei Mingye.

"That's not good?"

Mu Qingli couldn't scream out. She could feel Bei Mingye's hot gaze on her.

She still lost under Bei Ming Ye's gaze and said helplessly: "Ye, are you okay?"

Hearing this address, Bei Mingye finally smiled: "Good, I'll call you that from now on. Do you still want me to take you back?"

Mu Qingli quickly shook her head. She didn't want to be hugged again. Although she knew that Bei Mingye didn't intend to take advantage of her, she still felt something was weird.

"Let me remind you that your grandfather has already gone back and might be heading to your courtyard right now. Well, since you don't need me to take you back, I'll be leaving."

Bei Ming Ye showed a sly smile and was about to leave, but his eyes were still paying attention to Mu Qingli's reaction.

Seeing Mu Qingli's expression change slightly, he had already walked out of the private room.

"Bei Ming Ye!"