The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

At this time, the alleys of Qinglong Street were quiet and deep, and the mottled walls cast irregular shadows under the afterglow of the setting sun.

After Yun Mohan and Xing Xuanli exchanged a few words, Yun Mohan hurried back to Baiyu Pavilion to continue participating in the auction.

As soon as Yun Mohan stepped into the White Jade Pavilion, he heard the auctioneer's excited voice: "Dear guests, the next item is a bottle of fifth-level Soul Gathering Pill, which can repair damaged souls. The starting price is 500,000 spirit crystals!" The people in the audience immediately started talking, and many people had eager eyes.

Yun Mohan bid, "Five hundred thousand." His voice was calm, as if this huge amount of spirit crystals was just a trivial number to him.

When the audience heard the price, they couldn't help but gasp. At this moment, the men in black looked at each other, one of them sneered and shouted, "Five hundred and fifty thousand!

Yun Mohan's expression did not change, his eyes still fixed on the black stone on the stage, and he raised the price again: "Six hundred thousand." His voice was neither hurried nor slow, but there seemed to be an invisible pressure, making the atmosphere around them even more tense.

"Seven hundred thousand for a bottle of fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill. This lady wants it," the woman in yellow shouted, her voice clear and full of unquestionable dominance.

Everyone turned their eyes to the private room where the woman was, and Yun Mohan also used his spiritual sense to investigate.

Judging from her temperament and dress, she doesn't seem to be an ordinary person.

But he was determined to get this fifth-level Soul Condensing Pill, so he raised the price again without hesitation: "800,000."

The woman in yellow frowned, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She bit her lip lightly and shouted, "850,000!" There was a hint of undeniable firmness in her voice.

"One million spirit crystals!" Yun Mohan bid calmly, his eyes firmly fixed on the jade bottle containing the fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill on the auction table.

The woman in yellow sneered, "One million and two hundred thousand! Sir, this fifth-level soul-condensing pill is of great use to me. I advise you not to fight for it anymore."

Yun Mohan was unmoved, "One million and a half million." He thought to himself that the road he was on to find clues to the Sealed God Spear was full of dangers, and the fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill might be able to save someone's life at the critical moment.

Seeing Yun Mohan's persistence, the yellow-clothed woman's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, "One million and eight hundred thousand! If you insist on fighting for it again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yun Mohan was about to make another bid when suddenly a gray-clothed old man's voice came from another private room: "Two million! I also have my eyes on this fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill." The situation instantly became more complicated, and the yellow-clothed woman and Yun Mohan turned their attention to this new bidder.

The woman in yellow raised the price again, "Two million and one hundred thousand!" Her voice was clear and loud, with a determination to win.

At this moment in the auction hall, everyone's eyes were focused on Yun Mohan, the woman in yellow, and the mysterious man. This auction had become the focus of the entire venue.

"Two million and three hundred thousand." Yun Mohan spoke slowly, his voice not loud but firm.

The woman in yellow raised her eyebrows and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, "Young master, why do you have to compete with me?" She looked at the private room where Yun Mohan was and asked coldly.

Yun Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a clear voice came from the private room: "Young lady, in this auction, everyone bids based on their ability, and the treasure will be obtained by those who are destined to win. This pill is equally important to me, so I hope you will forgive me.

"Hmph, you're just making excuses! Two million, six hundred thousand!" The woman in yellow stomped her feet in anger and raised the price again. She was determined in her heart that she was determined to get the fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill and make this ungrateful young man give up.

The old man in gray in another private room also raised the price again, "Two million and seven hundred thousand!" His voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of an old bellows, echoing in the auction hall.

When Yun Mohan heard the price, he thought to himself that the woman in yellow and the old man in gray were so persistent, and there might be some hidden secret behind this Fifth Revolution Soul-Condensing Pill that he didn't know yet.

Furthermore, his current financial resources were already stretched thin in this bidding, and Xing Xuanli didn't usually give him much pocket money.

After all, in Xing Xuanli's opinion, people who practice cultivation should not rely too much on external objects, but should rely on their own abilities to obtain resources.

Seeing this, his good brother Yu Yixuan chuckled and asked, "No spirit stones left? Do you want your second brother to lend you some?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a teasing and concern in his eyes.

Yun Mohan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Second brother, to be honest, I'm a little short of money. Although this elixir is good, if I take on a huge debt for it, it will be very inconvenient for my future actions. Let's see what the outcome of this dispute between this girl and the old man is.

Yu Yixuan nodded, "Well, it seems that the gray-robed old man and the woman have extraordinary backgrounds. You might as well wait and see what happens. Maybe you can figure out something.

The yellow-clothed woman's face flushed with anger when she heard the gray-clothed old man's bid. "Two million eight hundred thousand! This elixir must be obtained by me. Don't mess with me, old man!"

The gray-robed old man sneered, "Little girl, it's not your turn to be so presumptuous in front of this old man. Two million and nine hundred thousand!

"Three million and ten thousand!" the woman in yellow shouted, with a hint of determination in her voice.

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, "Three million and five thousand! Little girl, I advise you not to argue anymore. This elixir is of great use to me.

The old man in gray looked at the private room where Yun Mohan was and asked, "Hey, little brother, why don't you bargain anymore?" There was a hint of cunning and temptation in his voice, as if he wanted to pry out some secret from Yun Mohan's answer.

Yun Mohan smiled faintly, and a clear voice came from the private room: "Senior, my financial resources are limited, and I have just reached my limit. Seeing that you and that girl are determined to obtain this fifth-level soul-condensing pill, I will not interfere and will watch the two of you fight.

The gray-robed old man chuckled, "Hmph, young man, this fifth-level Soul Condensing Pill is no ordinary thing. Are you going to give up so easily?"

"Hey! Senior, to be honest, I do need this medicine, but I am short of money, so I have to give up." Yun Mohan sighed, his tone full of regret.

The old man in gray laughed heartily upon hearing this, "You seem to be quite honest, kid. When I win the bid for the fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill, I'll give one to you." He stroked his chin, his eyes scrutinizing, as if he was observing Yun Mohan's reaction.

"Senior, you are so generous. I am very grateful! Then I would like to thank you here!" Yun Mohan bowed respectfully, his face full of gratitude, but his vigilance in his heart did not diminish at all.

The old man in gray nodded with satisfaction, "Well, you are smart kid. When I successfully bid for the pill, you will definitely get some benefits." After that, he turned his attention back to the auction floor, his eyes revealing his determination to win the Fifth Rank Soul Condensing Pill.

At this time, the woman in yellow raised the price again, "Three million three hundred thousand spirit crystals!" Her voice was crisp but with a hint of determination, and she seemed unwilling to give up this fifth-level soul-condensing pill easily.

"Does this little girl know how to respect the elderly and love the young? Look at the boy in the next room, he is sensible and doesn't even argue with me." The old man in gray was staring at the room where the woman in yellow was, and muttered unhappily, with an expression as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Yun Mohan was stunned when he was named. He chuckled and said, "It's not that I don't want to bid, but my ability is limited. The senior and this girl are very powerful, and it's really hard for me to match them.

The yellow-clothed woman raised her eyebrows when she heard the old man's words. "Hmph, this treasure has always been won by the highest bidder. If you want it, just bid with your ability. Why bother with all this nonsense? Three million, nine hundred thousand!"

The old man in gray was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Four million! Little girl, don't regret it!

The yellow-clothed woman frowned, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but she finally gritted her teeth and said, "Four million seven hundred thousand! Senior, this pill means a lot to me. I beg you to spare me."

The old man in gray was not moved at all, "Humph, it's equally important to me, 4.9 million!"

Finally, the old man won the fifth-level Soul-Condensing Pill. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and he carefully put the jade bottle containing the pill into his arms, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

After the auction ended, Yun Mohan and Yu Yixuan walked out of the room and saw the old man in gray. "Congratulations, senior, for winning this pill." Yun Mohan bowed with a perfect smile on his face.

The old man in gray nodded slightly. "Thank you!" "You are the boy from before."

The old man looked at Yun Mohan and asked, "Whose family are you from and what's your name?" There was scrutiny in his eyes, as if he wanted to dig out more information from Yun Mohan's answer.

Yun Mohan replied respectfully: "Senior, Li Han does not have a prominent family background. I am just an independent cultivator who travels around to gain knowledge.

Yu Yixuan's mouth twitched constantly as he secretly criticized in his heart, "This guy has been lying without blushing lately? If you have no background or family background, then what are all the sects and families in Lingwu Continent?"

The old man in gray raised his eyebrows slightly, "A casual cultivator? It's rare to have someone as calm and knowledgeable as you." After saying that, he turned his gaze to Yu Yixuan.

Yu Yixuan hurriedly introduced himself: "Senior, my name is Yu Yixuan, and Li Han and I are close friends who have lived and died together. We have been roaming the martial arts world together.

The old man in gray nodded slightly and said, "You are quite a handsome man. I hope we will meet again in the martial arts world if we are lucky. My name is Qing Xuanzi." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant.