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

"Today's auction has ended. Thank you all for your support. Those who have won bids, please come over here to collect your items."

Xu Ze still had a smile on his face.

The doors to the venue slowly opened, and many people walked out with sighs.

Sheng He winked at Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, and the two looked in the direction Sheng He indicated and immediately spotted Zhao Yanran, who was mingling in the crowd and trying to sneak away.

Sheng He's lips curled up slightly: "Looks like we're in for a good show today."

"what!"

There was a scream.

Zhao Yanran looked in horror at the four wolf demons that had appeared beside her at some unknown time, and was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.

"You can't draw your sword, otherwise it will be seen as provoking Wanbao Auction House. If you end up on the blacklist, you'll be hunted down every day, which wouldn't be good."

Xu Ze smiled and pressed down on Chu Heng's hand, which was about to draw his sword. Then he walked to Zhao Yanran's side and gentlemanly extended his right hand.

"My dear fairy, you have already bid for the Void Soil, but you haven't paid with spirit stones yet, so you cannot leave for the time being!"

"You can't hurt me! I...I am the Immortal Venerable Xuanxiao..."

"Shut up!"

Seeing more and more cultivators gathering by the door, Chu Heng shouted and quickly helped Zhao Yanran up and pulled her aside.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, please rest assured, we are disciples of the Qingyun Sect and will never renege on our debt."

After Chu Heng finished speaking, he gently touched Zhao Yanran's arm.

"Yanran, why aren't you paying the spirit stones yet?"

A hint of panic flashed in Zhao Yanran's eyes. With trembling hands, she untied the storage bag tied to her waist and took out all the spirit stones inside.

Xu Ze immediately beamed with joy, counting the spirit stones as he said with a smile, "Oh dear, this is truly a misunderstanding, fellow Daoists, please don't take offense!"

But as he counted down the numbers, Xu Ze's expression gradually became serious.

Five thousand and two?

Why is one missing?

Xu Ze patiently counted it again, until he counted it for the third time.

Xu Ze smiled and raised his head: "There are a total of 5,002 mid-grade spirit stones here. Although you two are disciples of the Qingyun Sect, our Wanbao Auction House has never had a precedent of offering discounts. I wonder where the remaining mid-grade spirit stone is?"

"Five thousand and two?"

Chu Heng frowned as he looked at Zhao Yanran, who froze on the spot, her back soaked with cold sweat.

More and more wolf demons approached the two of them, and Zhao Yanran stood frozen in place, too frightened to move.

Seeing Zhao Yanran's frightened appearance, Chu Heng's heart softened. He cupped his hands and said to Xu Ze, "Fellow Daoist Xu, my junior sister has always been timid. I wonder if we could ask these wolf demons to withdraw first? Don't worry, we won't owe you anything."

Xu Ze sneered: "You think you can just say you won't incur debts? I've seen plenty of hypocrites like you!"

"Now, it's either you finish the remaining spirit stone, or you leave your lives here!"

Chu Heng's face turned bright red. He had always been a prodigy, and everyone in the sect treated him as their senior brother. Even the elders and the sect leader treated him kindly. This was the first time he had been publicly called a "hypocrite".

Perhaps feeling he had lost face, Chu Heng urged repeatedly, "Yanran, didn't you say you had enough spirit stones? Hurry up and take out the last spirit stone, otherwise we might be misunderstood."

Zhao Yanran's lips trembled even more violently. She threw herself into Chu Heng's arms and cried, "Senior brother, we're out of spirit stones! I miscounted. There are only five thousand and two spirit stones in total. Waaah, senior brother, what are we going to do?"

Xu Ze narrowed his eyes, looking at Chu Heng dangerously.

Looking at the wolf demon with its fierce eyes, Chu Heng felt a sense of fear, but Zhao Yanran was crying sadly in his arms, and he couldn't bear to blame her either.

Just as Chu Heng was pondering a solution, he suddenly spotted Sheng He, dressed in the attire of a Sword Peak disciple, in the crowd.

Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called out, "Junior Sister Sheng!"

Sheng He raised an eyebrow, exchanged a glance with her two senior sisters, and slowly walked forward.

"Senior Brother, is there something you need?"

"It's like this, Yanran won the bid for the Void Soil, but we're still missing a mid-grade spirit stone. Junior Sister Sheng, didn't you also really want the Void Soil back then?"

"Why don't you lend us a mid-grade spirit stone, and we can share some Void Soil with you?"

Sheng He looked at Xu Ze, who spoke up at the opportune moment.

"This Taixu Soil is only enough for one person. If it is divided into two parts, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

Sheng He shrugged, and Chu Heng quickly added, "Then how about this! Junior Sister Sheng, as long as you're willing to lend me a mid-grade spirit stone, I'm willing to repay you tenfold, no, a hundredfold! I'm willing to repay you a hundredfold!"

Under Chu Hengxi's hopeful gaze, Sheng He raised her hand and took out spirit stones from her storage ring.

Then he handed the spirit stone to Xu Ze.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, these are my seven hundred mid-grade spirit stones. I've come to collect my Fire Pearl."

After Sheng He finished speaking, she seemed to remember Chu Heng and shrugged apologetically at him.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, as you know, I only receive a limited number of spirit stones each month. These seven hundred mid-grade spirit stones are all I have left. Although I really want to lend them to you, I simply don't have any extra spirit stones."

Zhao Yanran, who had been burying her head in Chu Heng's arms, suddenly turned around and glared angrily at Sheng He.

"You previously offered five thousand spirit stones! You! You..."

Zhao Yan then belatedly realized what was happening, pointing her finger at Sheng He with a look of indignation in her eyes: "You did it on purpose! You deliberately said those things to provoke me and make me keep raising the price, just to get me stuck here now!"

Sheng He couldn't help but laugh inwardly, finding it ridiculous that Zhao Yanran had only just realized what was happening, while her face remained blank.

"Junior Sister Zhao, what are you saying? I already begged you to give me the Taixu Soil, but you refused and insisted on raising the price!"

"Besides, I offered five thousand because Senior Sister Yun said she could lend it to me. That's why I risked going into debt, right, Senior Sister Yun?"

Sheng He desperately tried to wink at Yun Qianshan, who nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's what I promised to lend to Xiaohe."

After Yun Qianshan finished speaking, he took out spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them to Xu Ze, then happily put the seventh-grade purple thunder talisman into his sleeve.

Chu Heng immediately looked at Yun Qianshan.

"Then, Junior Sister Yun, could you..."

Yun Qianshan waved the bunch of bracelets on his wrist at Chu Heng.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chu, I've used all my spirit stones to buy these things. I was originally planning to borrow Xiao He's spirit stones from Master. Why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Xu if he accepts bracelets?"

"Or jade hairpins, necklaces, bracelets, waist chains, I have them all."

Chu Heng's face grew increasingly ashen, while Mu Yao stood beside Sheng He.

But Mu Yao... He knew she had spirit stones, but he couldn't bring himself to speak when he was with Mu Yao.