After the Nahan family said these words, the female cultivator in the store moved again. She nodded repeatedly as if receiving some instructions, and then bowed to Feng Qingwu on the small terrace.
"Your Excellency, based on the judgment of Duobao Pavilion, your offer of five high-grade spiritual stones is higher than the seven hundred mid-grade spiritual stones. We accept it."
"Why?!"
The first person to speak was the Han family.
Feng Qingwu glanced sideways lightly: "Seven hundred pieces of middle-grade spirit stones are valuable and marketable, no matter how precious they are, but high-grade spirit stones are difficult to circulate and there are almost none on the market. Don't you know?"
"In the black market, the price of a high-grade spiritual stone has soared to over a thousand medium-grade spiritual stones. You need to gain some experience first."
Feng Qingwu lowered his eyes, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be mocking.
The look that almost revealed pity made the faces of the Han family instantly look ugly, as if their faces had been trampled under their feet. Everyone was watching his joke...
He turned to the female cultivator there with an ugly expression.
"Six high-quality spiritual stones!"
"Feng Qingwu, don't you want Jianwan? Then keep taking the money. Why - you can't afford it, you poor guy!"
Feng Qingwu's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Ten yuan."
"Eleven dollars!"
"Fifteen dollars."
"Sixteen dollars!"
Every time, the man's bid was only one dollar higher than Feng Qingwu's, and he had no intention of buying. He deliberately made her feel disgusted, and even looked at Feng Qingwu provocatively with a proud and evil look.
Feng Qingwu stood on the small terrace and just watched coldly.
At this moment, the box door behind her opened. Jiang Zicheng trotted in, leaned into Feng Qingwu's ear and whispered: "Senior Sister, what you just ordered is all done."
"accepted?"
"Yes, agreed."
After seeing Jiang Zicheng nodding affirmatively, Feng Qingwu raised her hand and asked him to quickly return to the box, while she looked up.
The atmosphere of the auction was stiff, and the other boxes that had been bidding at the beginning had simply stopped talking. After all, no one from Tianxuanmen or the Han family in Gongcheng was easy to mess with.
For the sake of Jianwan, there is no need to make yourself miserable.
Feng Qingwu looked at the Han family coldly and said, "Don't go too far. The current price far exceeds the value of the sword pill itself. If the sword pill is intact, it is worth hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones."
"But now that the sword pill has been damaged for a long time, it is not worth one out of ten, and it is only useful to sword cultivators. Are you sure the Han family still wants to bid?"
"Feng Qingwu, you can't afford the price!"
The Han family laughed loudly: "They even started to persuade me. It seems - you feel some pain too, right? Do you still want this sword pill? If you want, keep bidding!"
Feng Qingwu glanced at the brocade box on the field and felt the wanton sword intent inside, and her expression became increasingly grim.
It's like being cornered but unable to give up.
The Han family laughed even louder, and the leader stared at her - if it weren't for Feng Qingwu, if it weren't for her, how could they have fallen to this point!
Finally, Feng Qingwu spoke coldly.
"...Twenty dollars!"
Before the Han family could speak, she warned again: "I told you, don't go too far. If I didn't definitely need this sword pill, why would you, the Han family, go against me? Don't go too far."
"I must get this sword pill. If you don't care about your life, keep raising the price if you can. Be careful - you can't leave Huacheng!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the Han family burst into laughter.
Looking at Feng Qingwu's tearful expression, he knew that she was completely cornered, and that's why she used such ridiculous means to threaten him, but -
The Han family sneered: "Since being deposed, from Yuan Ying to Qi training stage, Feng Qingwu, what are you doing to make us die?"
"But I think the chief of Tianxuanmen is quite rich, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Han family looked at the female cultivator on the field and said again: "I bid, thirty pieces of high-grade spiritual stones."
"Feng Qingwu, don't you want it? Make a bid!"
He looked at Feng Qingwu mockingly, his eyes full of the pleasure of successful calculation - the more eager Feng Qingwu was, it proved that she was not ready to let go, otherwise how could she threaten her?
This time, no matter what price Feng Qingwu offered, he was ready to stop. More than thirty high-grade spiritual stones were already bleeding heavily!
'boom! '
Feng Qingwu slapped his palm on the railing of the small terrace, and his beautiful eyes were full of anger: "Gongcheng Han family, I will remember you. After the auction, you will not be able to leave this Huacheng!"
She snorted coldly and seemed to be extremely angry. She looked in the direction of the Han family with strong murderous intent in her eyes.
But the next moment, Feng Qingwu went directly back to the box.
They even closed the curtain to block the view.
A fight over Jianwan came to an end in an inexplicable way. All the casual cultivators in the hall looked puzzled, except for the Han family whose smiles completely froze on their faces.
Why, why don't you bid?
Why didn’t Feng Qingwu bid any more?
Although the idea of adding more trouble to Feng Qingwu was achieved, why...why was it his Han family who had to give money in the end? !
"Thirty high-grade spiritual stones once."
"Thirty high-grade spiritual stones twice."
"Thirty high-grade spiritual stones three times."
"Congratulations to the Han family in Gongcheng for taking the sword pill!"
On the field, the female cultivator saw this and quickly announced the results. She looked at the Han family's box with a smile and was in a bright mood.
That's thirty high-grade spiritual stones.
How much commission can she get?
After hearing this, the Han family member's face turned completely pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't laugh anymore...
——The smile will not disappear, it will only move.
The female cultivator was already smiling from ear to ear.
Only the Han family staggered back and fell to the ground.
…
At the same time, in the box of Tianzi No. 9.
After the curtain was drawn down, the angry expression on Feng Qingwu's face immediately faded away. She leisurely held the cub in her arms, touched his dark and soft fur, and sat back on the chair safely.
This turn of events left both Chen Shi and Xia Tao confused.
Because Feng Qingwu deliberately avoided the two of them when giving instructions to Jiang Zicheng. As a result, they knew nothing and were as confused as the Han family outside. They looked at each other for a while.
Xia Tao asked reluctantly: "Sister, do you really not want the sword pill? Are you just giving it to the Han family?"
"I don't have that many spiritual stones, so of course I don't want them."
Feng Qingwu said casually without any regret in his words.
Xia Tao seemed to want to say something more, until she was pulled back by Chen Shi and saw him silently shaking his head, and then he suppressed his mood.
Obviously, Feng Qingwu didn't want to tell them.
The only one who knew about this was Jiang Zicheng.
When she thought of this, Xia Tao couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zicheng and cursed him secretly in her heart, what a traitor he was!
On the contrary, Mu Jiuke, who was lying in Feng Qingwu's arms, raised his eyes.
There was a trace of consideration and contempt in those beastly eyes.
"He's a guy even stupider than the ant in Jiangzicheng. He always feels that something is wrong with them..."
"Forget it, as long as I am here, I can't turn the sky upside down."
"Why don't you see what this stupid woman does next."
