She had already seen before that Ling Chuxi only had about one hundred thousand colored spirit stones on her body. Although the silver-haired man had some wealth, he probably couldn't afford two million, and Danxin Pavilion just added insult to injury and spent it.
After paying two million, she probably didn't have any money left. She wanted to see where Ling Chuxi would get the two million from.
Huh, slap me in the face, right? Now it's your turn to have a headache.
Others only thought of this at this time. Ling Chuxi had enjoyed being slapped in the face before, but two million was not a small amount. Where could she get it together?
"Master Ling, all our money has been used to buy those two alchemy workshops. I'm afraid we won't be able to collect two million five-color spiritual stones."
They got themselves into a trap. Two million is neither too much nor too much. Basically all of their Danxin Pavilion's living money was spent on the Wandan Festival, and they really can't get it out.
Seeing Xia Yimin's embarrassed face and whispering something to Ling Chuxi, everyone guessed what was going on.
"Master Ling, why didn't you tell me earlier that you still had a backup plan? I didn't have much money to begin with, but I just took it all out, and now I only have a little bit left." Mo Xinghai also said apologetically.
The other family heads and mansion lords who were originally on Ling Chuxi's side also looked embarrassed.
"Don't worry, I have my own way." Ling Chuxi saw their good intentions and said with a smile.
"Have you got your own way?" Not to mention Mo Xinghai and others, even Xia Yimin couldn't think of what else Ling Chuxi could come up with.
"As expected of Great Alchemist Ling, he can come up with a solution like this?" Zhihan saw the predicament of Xia Yimin and others and said sarcastically.
Yi Zhuang also squinted his eyes and looked at Ling Chuxi, also a little curious about what she said.
"Master Yi, according to the rules of the Tianbao Conference, as long as you can identify the true origin of the strange treasure, you can take away half of the auction proceeds, right?"
"What, do you know the origin of this spiritual grass?" Master Yi asked in shock.
Zhihan's face paled. She was just pretending to be a high-ranking young lady. She didn't even ask about the rules of the Tianbao Convention. She thought it was the same as other auctions, but she didn't know there was such a rule.
"Of course, otherwise what would I do if I spent two million to buy it?" Ling Chuxi said confidently.
"Master Ling, please tell me. As long as you can tell the origin of this spiritual grass, half of the proceeds from the auction will belong to you." Master Yi said excitedly.
"Wait a minute, I also know its origin." Zhihan said quickly.
If I could get back five million, it wouldn't be a huge loss.
"Oh?" Master Yi looked at Ling Chuxi and then at Zhihan.
Others also secretly shook their heads: Could it be that these two people were born to be incompatible with each other, so they ended up fighting again so quickly.
"Master Yi, since she also knows, why don't we all talk about it and see who can tell it more accurately, but the origin of this spiritual grass is really not suitable for too many people to know. Do you think we can
Let’s talk in private.” Ling Chuxi doesn’t want people to know Mo Lan’s true origin, otherwise she doesn’t know how many people will covet her.
As for the owner of Yi Village himself, Ling Chuxi is not worried. A master like this who hides himself from the world would not do that kind of thing that would lower his status.
"Don't worry about this." Master Yi knew what Ling Chuxi was worried about, and with a wave of his hand, a restriction enveloped Ling Chuxi, Zhihan and himself.