Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Ye Zhenzhen fell into deep thought. Shen Leling was not reborn. In her previous life, I raised Shen Leling from a young age. If she were reborn, she would definitely recognize me.

When I saw Shen Leling just now, it was as if she had never seen me before.

How did she know Ye Zhenzhen? Why did she go to such lengths to find Ye Zhenzhen?

Unable to figure out many things, Ye Zhenzhen unconsciously scratched her head.

Ye Anbo draped the cloak that blocked divine sense detection over Ye Zhenzhen's shoulders, and only then did Ye Zhenzhen come to her senses. It turned out that they had already arrived at the door and were checking the invitations.

Ji Xiahan gave the Ye family two invitations: one for a private room on the second floor and the other for the main hall on the first floor.

Ji Xiahan had originally invited them to a private room on the third floor, but Ye Zhenzhen declined, saying it was too high-profile and not appropriate.

After being checked at the entrance, Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Anbo, wearing cloaks that blocked divine sense detection, entered smoothly and found a place to sit in the hall.

The hall is fan-shaped, with a round platform to the south. Below it, the floor rises in height from south to north, with rows of tables and chairs. Each table has a number plate; picking up a number plate means paying more.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the hall and estimated that it could seat tens of thousands of people. This Wanbaolou was impressive.

At this moment, a maidservant served the two of them a cup of tea and asked, "Fellow Daoist, would you like an auction register? It's 10 spirit stones per register."

Ye Zhenzhen didn't say anything, placed 10 spirit stones on her tray, and the maid handed her a paper roster before leaving.

Ye Anbo looked at the roster for a while and then handed it to Ye Zhenzhen. In his opinion, only the Foundation Establishment Pill was the most important thing; the rest were not important.

Ye Zhenzhen picked up the roster and looked at it carefully. There were many treasures on it, including first-tier spiritual herbs such as Tea Horse Leaf and Thick-skinned Incense, second-tier spiritual herbs such as Green Winter Eggplant and Field Grass, first-tier materials such as Rock Date Palm and Codiaeum, second-tier materials such as Water Dragon Bone and Bear Paw Palm, and the rare third-tier material Guanyin Palm Bamboo.

Ye Zhenzhen sighed inwardly, "Wanbaolou is really generous. In my previous life, I was dirt poor. I was either earning spirit stones or completing missions. I never even participated in an auction. I wonder what good things came out at this auction."

Ye Zhenzhen continued looking at the roster. This brewing recipe looks good, I can take a picture of it; this Hundred-Year Spirit Milk can help with Foundation Establishment, I can take a picture of it; there is also a pill recipe, my brother might need it, I can take a picture of it; there is also a bag of seeds, even if no one else takes a picture of it, I can still take a picture of it.

Here's another fragment, just take a look; here's another stone, without any description, will anyone take a picture of it?

It’s puzzling!

There are also beauty pills here, which are said to restore youth and maintain it for ten years. It seems that the female cultivators present are going to go crazy for them.

The three final items are 10 Foundation Building Pills, 2 Golden Elixir Pills, and 1 Longevity Pill.

This is going to cause a frenzy; the first two items alone are enough to drive people crazy.

In addition, there is the Longevity Pill, which is said to extend a cultivator's lifespan by 50 years indefinitely. It is a rare and highly sought-after item, with the only drawback being that it can only be taken once in a lifetime. Even so, it is still a pill that many cultivators covet.

Ye Zhenzhen unconsciously looked up at the private room above. She figured that most of the people who came to the third floor were probably here for this.

Ye Zhenzhen thought about their escape plan, but she didn't know if it would work.

Half an hour later, the hall was almost full.

On stage stood a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties. With thick eyelashes, alluring eyes, and sensual lips, she exuded charm at all times.

She gracefully walked to the stage, bowed slightly, and greeted everyone.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to her ample bosom. Wow, what a stunning beauty!

Then her cheerful voice rang out, saying, "Thank you all for attending today's auction hosted by Wanbaolou. I am Caidie, and I am very grateful."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard whispers around him, "Fairy Butterfly, she's at the Foundation Establishment stage. It's impressive that Wanbaolou was able to invite her."

Then the voice of Fairy Butterfly continued, "In this auction, the highest bidder wins. Fellow Daoists, please remember that no one is allowed to bully others. For this reason, Wanbaolou has specially invited a Golden Core stage cultivator to oversee the event. Please be sure to abide by the rules."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he felt a pressure from a Golden Core cultivator bearing down on everyone, which then vanished in an instant.

Is this a way to intimidate everyone and deter those with ill intentions?

interesting.

The Butterfly Fairy continued, "Then let's begin. Today's first item is... the starting price..."

"..."

Ye Zhenzhen wasn't interested in the auction items, so she sat there lost in thought, thinking about her encounter with Shen Leling and Puxian that day.

Suddenly, a voice startled her awake, "500 spirit stones."

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly came to her senses. It was Shen Leling's voice. There was no mistake. She had heard this voice for decades in her previous life.

Ye Zhenzhen tugged at Ye Anbo's arm and asked, "Uncle, what's the item being auctioned?"

Ye Anbo: "A second-tier spirit herb, Windmill Grass, what? You want it?"

Ye Zhenzhen thought for a moment, not knowing what the thing was for, but since Shen Leling needed it, she had to help her.

Just as Ye Zhenzhen asked, the price had already reached 800 spirit stones.

It was Shen Leling who called it.

Ye Zhenzhen quietly changed her voice, picked up the number plate on the table, and called out, "1000 spirit stones."

On the other side, Shen Leling sat in a private room on the third floor and entered 1200 spirit stones on the number plate.

Then Fairy Butterfly said, "The asking price for VIP room number 3 on the third floor is 1200 spirit stones. Are there any other fellow cultivators who would like to bid?"

Now only Ye Zhenzhen is bidding, and Fairy Butterfly looks in Ye Zhenzhen's direction.

Ye Zhenzhen calmly raised the number plate and said, "1500 spirit stones."

Thinking to myself, given Shen Leling's personality—she has to get what she sets her sights on—I could try a few more times.

Shen Leling saw that the people downstairs were still adding more, and she got a little angry. She decided to add more at once and entered 2000 spirit stones on the number plate.

Fairy Butterfly said, "The asking price for VIP room number 3 on the third floor is 2000 spirit stones. Are there any other fellow cultivators who would like to bid?"

Looking at Ye Zhenzhen with expectant eyes, he continued adding more, without stopping.

Ye Zhenzhen lived up to her expectations, holding up the number plate and saying, "2500 spirit stones."

Fairy Butterfly was delighted. This second-tier spirit herb, Windmill Grass, would be worth about 1500, and I could get a commission from the extra.

The Butterfly Fairy gave Ye Zhenzhen a bright smile, which startled Ye Zhenzhen.

Please, that person is still a child. Don't scare the child.

Shen Leling was angry. She knew that the current price was far higher than the original price of the second-tier spirit herb Windmill Grass, but she was still unwilling to give up and wanted to fight for it. She entered 3000 spirit stones on the number plate.

I thought to myself, this is the last time I'll add this.