When Lin Ye clicked on the shared bike and saw the words "Sold Out" inside, his mouth unconsciously opened into an O shape.

"Damn it! No, this kid might be a time traveler!"

"How did he come up with such a bold move?"

"Hiring internet trolls, casting actors, and engaging in starvation marketing, this... this is too outrageous!"

Thinking of this, he looked at the live broadcast room again. The servant who had stopped Ye Chenxin before was already crying bitterly.

"It's over, it's all over. We at Xingchen Pavilion have suffered a huge loss this time!"

Ye Chenxin on the side was laughing.

"It's okay to lose. My Xingchen Pavilion is a big family with a lot of wealth. Why should we be afraid of such a small loss?"

"What? All 10 kilograms of Star Sand has been snatched up? Is there anyone else who hasn't grabbed any yet?"

"No, today I have to make sure everyone gets the cheapest Star Sand. Everyone, wait for me. I'm going to the sect warehouse to get all the stock from our Star Pavilion!"

After saying that, he left the live camera as quickly as possible, leaving behind a group of servants with sad faces.

The monks in the live broadcast room were all very excited.

"Hahaha, I got it! I got 10 kilograms of star sand for only 500 spirit stones. It's cheap, really cheap!"

"I snatched 100 kilograms. If I were to buy it in Tianji Pavilion or other shops, it would cost at least 1 spirit stones, and the quality wouldn't be this good."

"Young Pavilion Master is truly generous. With this sales method, Xingchen Pavilion will suffer huge losses."

"I wonder how angry Pavilion Master Ye of Xingchen Pavilion will be when he finds out about this."

"I don't care about that anymore. I made a profit by buying it today. Even if I don't use it myself, I can still make a lot of spirit stones by selling it outside."

"Although this young Pavilion Master is a spendthrift, I like him. I am willing to make friends with people like him."

"Holy crap! Five spirit stones for one ounce of star sand, what on earth did I miss?"

"Young Master, give me some more, give me some more, I haven't grabbed it yet."

......

Obviously at this time, the monks in the live broadcast room still thought they had made a great bargain.

The number of people in the live broadcast room also increased again at this time, soaring from more than 20 to more than 30.

After about a few minutes, Ye Chenxin ran back to the live broadcast room with a few storage bags in a panic.

"My fellow Daoists, I have already brought all the star sand from the Star Pavilion's warehouse."

"It's the same as before, 5 spirit stones for one ounce. Everyone hurry up and grab it. Whoever grabs it first gets it."

"That old man Ye Tianlong has discovered me. I have used a formation to protect the live broadcast room, but it can only protect it for 5 minutes..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sounds of spell explosions and a male voice filled with boundless anger in the live broadcast room.

Looking back outside the live broadcast room, Ye Chenxin said hurriedly:

"My fellow Taoists, I'm starting to put it on the shelves."

At the same time, the star sand that had just been snatched away was increased by another 50 kilograms.

This batch of star sand was still the same as before. As soon as it was put on the shelves, it was immediately snatched up by the monks in the live broadcast room.

In less than 5 minutes, all the star sand was sold out again.

Just at this moment, the magic circle outside the live broadcast room was finally destroyed.

The next second, in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room, a burly and domineering middle-aged man rushed in with a fierce look on his face.

"Ye Chenxin, our Xingchen Pavilion was completely destroyed by you. Today, I will clean up the mess!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying attack came straight towards Ye Chenxin.

boom!

The live broadcast came to an abrupt end.

Faced with such an outcome, the monks in the live broadcast room were in an uproar, and even felt a little guilty.

"No way, Pavilion Master Ye really beat the Young Pavilion Master to death?"

"Otherwise, the Young Pavilion Master sold nearly a million kilograms of high-quality star sand at such a cheap price. How much spirit stones will the Star Pavilion lose this time? If I had a son like that, I wouldn't want to keep him anymore."

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