Just as she was thinking about the origin of the elixir, Zhuzhu heard Elder Chu mention the name of his senior brother, True Lord Beichen.
Zhuzhu came back to her senses and looked towards the center of the auction house.
The one who presented the treasure this time was a Nascent Soul Lord.
And he held a silver fish-gut sword in both hands.
The sword body looks ordinary, with no particularly ornate decoration.
But that sword exudes a chilling aura from the inside out, making people feel chills all over the body when they look at it.
It looks like a good sword at first glance.
But it's still worse than her Silver Moon Sword.
"This sword comes from the hands of True Lord Beichen of the Tianyun Sect of Tianyuan Continent, the high-grade spiritual sword - the Water-like Sword."
Tianyuan Continent and Tianyun Sect may not have as high a status as Qiankun Sect in the hearts of monks in the world of immortality, but when it comes to the only master of weapon refining in the two continents, Zhenjun Beichen.
Almost all senior monks know his name.
He even knew that the spiritual treasures from his hands were all of the highest quality.
It’s not like no one relied on their cultivation to put pressure or make friends with Tianyun Sect and True Lord Beichen, hoping that he could refine a useful magic weapon for themselves.
However, neither the Tianyun Sect nor True Lord Beichen himself would accept the offer.
Everyone gradually gave up this idea.
I never imagined that one day I would see the top-grade spiritual treasures refined by True Lord Beichen being sold at the Wanbao Pavilion auction.
Is Wanbao Pavilion the largest chamber of commerce in Kongjing Continent, or do they have a way?
Zhuzhu was also a little surprised. This should be the magic weapon refined by the senior brother before he went into seclusion to enter the out-of-body period.
I don’t know what conditions Wanbao Pavilion put in order to impress the senior brother to refine a high-grade spiritual sword for them.
However, it can be seen that the eldest brother also has contacts with Wanbao Pavilion.
There are many monks who want to take a photo of this high-grade spiritual sword, and even the monks in the private room on the seventh floor who have not participated in the bidding have joined in.
In the end, we no longer even used high-grade spiritual stones to bid, but started bidding with top-grade spiritual stones.
Most of the monks on the first to third floors were between the golden elixir and the out-of-body stage. Even if they had the best spiritual stones, they didn't have much left, so they had to give up the bidding.
In the end, the water-like sword was bought by a senior on the seventh floor for 5,000 top-quality spiritual stones.
Next were two innate spiritual grasses, which were still sold at high prices.
Zhuzhu didn't focus on how many high-quality spiritual stones the Vitality Grass finally fetched, because the monk from Room E on the second floor came over.
"I'm sorry to bother you two fellow Taoists."
Su Ruike said apologetic words, but did not show any signs of offence. After knocking on the door of Zhuzhu's private room, he walked straight in.
"I'm the monk in Room E."
Zhuzhu heard his voice: "I wonder why you came here?"
"Is such that."
Su Ruike rubbed his hands and said, "I want to buy a pot of Baicao Fruit Spirit Wine from fellow Taoist..."
"Not for sale!"
Zhuzhu interrupted Su Ruike and refused.
Su Ruike was not surprised by Zhuzhu's rejection and continued: "I will not buy it at a price higher than the auction price of fellow Taoist."
"That's not...how much higher?"
"How about 120,000 high-grade spiritual stones?"
"Walk slowly without seeing you off."
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
Su Ruike gritted his teeth. He was also a drinker and wanted to taste Baicao Fruit Spirit Wine to see if it was as good as Mr. Chu and Zhuzhu said.
But he was not as decisive as Zhuzhu, not to mention he started late, and later he couldn't compete with the boss on the third floor, and he didn't even get a bottle.
So it was true that he came here to buy Baicao Lingguo Spirit Wine, and at the same time he also wanted to take the opportunity to meet someone who could be in the top ten of Tianwaitian, but he didn't expect Zhuzhu to be so difficult to talk to.
"Fellow Taoist, do you think I'm a fool?"
Su Ruike was puzzled: "How to say this?"
"Then why did you spend 150,000 high-grade spiritual stones to buy the wine in my hand? Do you know the price of the last bottle of spiritual wine?" Zhuzhu sneered.
Su Ruike:......
"But didn't you just use 80,000 and 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones to buy one bottle each? I gave you 150,000, and you made at least 50,000."
"Then believe it or not, I will auction off a bottle of Baicao Fruit Spirit Wine and you can double the profit." It's not that Zhuzhu refuses to give up her love. Anyway, she can just take one bottle back to the master and give her another bottle of free drink. A solution to the desire of the tongue.
So the third pot is not so irresistible.
But the premise is that the other party must be sincere enough.
Just give her 150,000 high-grade spiritual stones and you want to buy wine from her. Don’t even think about it!
She does not lack the hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, and she has no friendship with this person, so there is no reason for him to take advantage of her.
"How many spiritual stones do fellow Taoists want before they are willing to give up?" Su Ruike didn't want to increase the price any more, so it was better to ask directly.
"At least two hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, or two hundred top-grade spiritual stones."
Zhuzhu had nothing to be embarrassed about. She had already lowered the auction price of the last pot of spirit wine by 30,000 spirit stones. She had shown her sincerity, and it was up to her to see if the other party understood her.
Su Ruike thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand, just treat it like making friends with Taoist friends. By the way, I still don't know what to call Taoist friends?"
"My name is Hui Ying."
"It turns out to be Zhenjun Hui Ying, who is silent."
The two of them paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. In the blink of an eye, Zhuzhu earned back not only the 180,000 high-grade spiritual stones that she had given out, but also an extra 20,000 spiritual stones and a pot of Baicao fruit spirit wine.
Hong Yi was dumbfounded.
After buying the spirit wine, Su Ruike, the silent master, still had no intention of leaving. He even sat in the empty seat next to Zhuzhu and began to talk endlessly about the origin of Wanbao Pavilion. The mysterious master of the pavilion never showed up. It is very possible that It's a certain hidden boss, and there's also the last item to be auctioned later - who might the elixir end up with, and so on.
Zhuzhu was actually not very interested in these things that had nothing to do with her. She just liked to eat melon quietly, but this man had just made her a huge fortune in spiritual stones.
She couldn't save her face and was too embarrassed to drive him away. She could only roll her eyes inwardly and pretend to listen.
However, she also understood why this person's Taoist nickname was the word silence. It must be that he was usually too noisy and his master couldn't stand it, so he gave him this Taoist nickname, in order to let him learn the truth that silence is golden.
Now it seems that this Dao number does not restrain this guy.
Fortunately, he and I are not from the same school, and the auction is almost over, so we don't have to listen to so much nonsense from him every day.
When the last elixir was presented, Zhuzhu could smell the delicate fragrance of the elixir in the private room on the second floor, which was exactly the same as the scent of the elixir he had received in the first place.
From this, it can be seen that this elixir came from the hands of Tao Huan Zhenjun of Tianwaitian, and it was more likely to flow from Song Pingting's hands.
I don’t know who will be the biggest victim of this auction.
Zhuzhu did not stop the problematic elixir from being auctioned.
One is that she speaks softly in front of a group of big guys who are much higher in cultivation than her, and no one will believe what she says.
Secondly, if she did this, it would also embarrass Wanbao Pavilion. Zhuzhu really couldn't do such a thing as just getting someone's favor and tearing it down in the blink of an eye.
Besides, as a monk from the lower realm, she really didn't have the ability to see what was wrong with this elixir. It was of no use whether she said it or not.
Besides, even if the elixir was photographed and taken by someone, the chance of ascending was so small that she couldn't guarantee that she would be able to ascend successfully in the future. As long as that person didn't ascend to the upper world, there would be no problem.
Therefore, even if Zhuzhu was sure that it was a problematic elixir from the outer world, she still decided to protect herself and not tell anyone.
The elixir was finally photographed by a big shot on the seventh floor with 20,000 top-quality spiritual stones.
The auction also ended successfully here.
