A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

"Hey, do you want some peach shortbread? It's really delicious!"

Yun Qianshan patted Mu Yao's hair and smiled kindly, "It's alright, go on eating."

Sheng He took a small bite of the peach shortbread; it was sweet and crispy, and indeed delicious.

"Junior Sister Zhao, this Taixu Soil is very important to me, and I must get it. Why don't you just give it to me?"

Sheng He smiled brightly, and Zhao Yanran, who had been hesitating, gritted her teeth and immediately shouted, "Four thousand one!"

"Five thousand!"

The young cultivator stared wide-eyed at Sheng He in shock, secretly relieved that he hadn't raised the price. Otherwise, if he had gotten carried away like that female cultivator, he might have been bankrupt and never left the auction house.

Zhao Yanran turned around, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Sheng He. Her master had only given her two thousand mid-grade spirit stones, and with her own, she only had a little over three thousand five hundred spirit stones in total.

Even if Senior Brother Chu Heng lent her all the spirit stones, it might not be enough for five thousand.

Seeing that Zhao Yanran didn't seem to want to raise the price any further, Sheng He lowered her head, pretending to rummage through her storage ring while sighing.

"Oh dear, there's already so much! What if Junior Sister Zhao adds more of me?"

Zhao Yanran clenched her fist, as if she had made up her mind, and asked Chu Heng, "Senior Brother, how many spirit stones do you have?"

"There are still more than 1,400 left."

Chu Heng untied the storage bag from his belt and handed it to Zhao Yanran.

In fact, with Chu Heng's savings accumulated over the years, even if he took out five thousand mid-grade spirit stones, it would be enough. However, in the past two years, Zhao Yanran has wanted magic robes and magic weapons one moment, and talismans and pills the next, and there has never been a cheap one.

Before long, Chu Heng had spent all the spirit stones he had saved to forge his natal sword, and now he only had this much left.

Zhao Yanran took the storage bag and carefully counted the items. There were fourteen high-grade spirit stones and seventy-eight mid-grade spirit stones. One high-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for one hundred mid-grade spirit stones.

Chu Heng's spirit stones, combined with his own, totaled 5,002 mid-grade spirit stones.

It was just right, actually.

It's like even God is on her side.

Zhao Yanran smiled smugly at Sheng He, and just as she was about to raise the bid, the system, which had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up to remind her: "Host, don't forget that we are here to bid for the Fire Pearl. If you choose to bid for the Void Soil, we won't have enough spirit stones to buy the Fire Pearl."

"It's just a Fire Pearl, right? I can find another one later. Today, I'm determined to defeat Sheng He!"

Ignoring the system's attempts to stop her, Zhao Yanran shouted loudly:

Five thousand and one!

The system wanted to say something more, but all its words ultimately amounted to a sigh.

What it didn't say was that Zhao Yanran's current cultivation level was at the late stage of Qi Refining. With the help of the Fire Pearl, she could easily reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

At that time, Zhao Yanran will be the fastest disciple to reach the Foundation Establishment stage in the history of the Qingyun Sect, and will gain extremely high prestige and favorability.

Those points are far more than the 500 points gained from suppressing Shenghe once.

But seeing that Zhao Yanran is now only focused on winning against Sheng He, she probably won't listen to what I'm saying.

The system simply shut up.

Before coming, I repeatedly told Zhao Yanran that she must bid for the Fire Pearl, but she seemed to lose her mind as soon as she saw Sheng He.

It's unlucky to encounter a host like this.

Hearing that Zhao Yanran was still raising the price, Sheng He shook his head regretfully, almost ready to give up.

Just then, her eyes lit up and she took out two more spirit stones from her sleeve.

"Hey, these are the two spirit stones my master gave me this morning!"

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Zhao, I'll offer five thousand and two mid-grade spirit stones."

Zhao Yanran clenched her fist. She refused to believe that Sheng He would have such good luck as to be able to conjure up two more spirit stones from his body.

Zhao Yanran answered without hesitation: "Five thousand and three!"

As soon as she said it, Zhao Yanran froze. As if she had remembered something, she rummaged through her storage bag again.

No matter how she counted, there were only 5,002 spirit stones in her storage bag.

Zhao Yanran looked at the ferocious wolf demon on the stage, and cold sweat poured down her back.

I should have just shouted 5002!

What should we do now?

Zhao Yanran turned around abruptly to look at Sheng He. At this moment, she could only hope that Sheng He would raise the price again.

Since Shenghe wants the Taixu Soil so badly, they'll probably add more, right?

If Shenghe could just add one more spirit stone, even just one spirit stone would be fine!

Zhao Yanran looked at Sheng He with a nervous expression, but Sheng He shook his head helplessly.

"It's too high. I don't have enough spirit stones. Fine, Junior Sister Zhao, you can have this Void Soil!"

Zhao Yanran's expression changed instantly, but she still forced a smile and said, "If Senior Sister Sheng doesn't have enough spirit stones, I can lend them to you."

Sheng He stretched and looked at Zhao Yanran with a half-smile.

"I think it's better not to. I see that Junior Sister Zhao really wants this Taixu Soil, and I can't just take what she wants from her!"

"Yes...really?"

Zhao Yanran forced a smile and turned away awkwardly.

"Five thousand and three spirit stones, for the first time!"

"Five thousand and three spirit stones, for the second time!"

"Is anyone else bidding higher?"

Xu Ze's gaze swept over the crowd and finally settled on Zhao Yanran.

"Five thousand and three spirit stones, third time! Transaction successful, congratulations to this fairy! Please come backstage to collect your item after the auction."

Whether it was Sheng He's imagination or not, she felt that Xu Ze seemed to be smiling particularly happily.

Yun Qianshan quietly gave Sheng He a thumbs up.

"You almost scared me to death just now. I almost thought we were going to be trapped and was about to call my master to bail us out."

Sheng He waved his hand modestly: "Not at all, I was just doing my best to annoy others, it's nothing."

The Taixu Soil can be collected again, but watching Zhao Yanran make a fool of herself is something we absolutely cannot miss.

Seeing Zhao Yanran's expression, which was more like a grimace than a smile, the two of them burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs in unison.

"Thank you all for your strong support of Wanbao Auction House. Now, please welcome our final auction item!"

Xu Ze clapped his hands, and a wolf demon with fiery red fur came up carrying a small box.

Red-furred wolf demons are rare, and what's even stranger is that the temperature in the room seemed to rise several degrees as soon as this wolf demon arrived.

Sheng He, who had been smiling, couldn't help but become more interested in the item being auctioned.

Perhaps because the previous sale of the Taixu Soil had made Wanbao Auction House a fortune, Xu Ze seemed to be in a good mood and was no longer introducing the auction items in a rigid manner as before.

He snapped his fingers, and the box in the wolf demon's hand slowly opened. Inside was a red bead about the size of a thumb, crystal clear inside, and surrounded by a small wisp of flame.

The moment the box was opened, a wave of heat hit me.