"Four million for the first time...Four million for the second time..." Zeng Zhengping also saw that Ling Chuxi must have run out of money, so he speeded up.
"Wait a minute." Ling Chuxi glared at Yuwen Siyuan and Zeng Zhengping angrily and unwillingly, and quickly came to Ling Yitong's side, not knowing what to say.
Ling Yitong looked startled, then showed a look of embarrassment. After a while, he hesitantly handed a storage bag to Ling Chuxi.
There was a seal on the storage bag. For a moment, outsiders didn't know what was inside. They only heard a few vague words from Ling Yitong: "Chu Xi...this is my master...if...then I...
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"Eight million!" Ling Chuxi patted Ling Yixin on the shoulder, turned around, waved her arm, and there were four million more five-color spiritual stones on the competition table in front of her.
The whole place was in an uproar. No one expected that Ling Chuxi would add four million five-color spiritual stones at once. This was probably a bit too big a deal.
Yuwen Siyuan's expression also changed, and then he looked towards Ling Yitong and remembered something.
The Yuwen family has never relaxed its vigilance towards the Ling family in recent years. As one of the most outstanding descendants of the Ling family, Ling Yitong is naturally under their close attention.
Didn't Ling Yitong become a disciple of a reclusive master? It was said that that person was Gu Zhizhi's disciple and was good at alchemy. Looking at Ling Yitong's tangled look and the vague words, Yuwen Siyuan guessed that these four
Most of the millions of five-color spiritual stones were used by her master to ask her to buy spiritual herbs. Otherwise, Ling Yitong would never have been able to get so much money.
"Ling Yitong, if I'm not wrong, this money should be used by your master to purchase spiritual herbs. If you use it for other purposes if you make your own decisions, you won't be afraid of being punished by your master or even being kicked out of the school." After thinking about it,
At this point, Yuwen Sicheng felt relieved and said to Ling Yitong maliciously, with a hint of provocation in his words.
"Yuwen Siyuan, you should worry about yourself. If your Yuwen family fails to bid, I can still get the money back, but you can't." Ling Yitong did not fall for his trick and said coldly.
"Hmph!" Yuwen Siyuan snorted coldly, "Nine million!" A total of five million five-color spiritual stones flew onto the competition platform.
"Young Master!" Yuwen Sicheng looked a little worried on his face and pulled Yuwen Siyuan's sleeve.
Although Yuwen Siyuan was highly valued by his family, he only had four million five-color spiritual stones. The next five million five-color spiritual stones were actually used by the Yuwen family to purchase spiritual elixirs and weapons.
If the bidding failed, the five million would be donated to the Family Judgment Council, and he didn't know how to explain it to the family.
"Don't worry, they can't win." Yu Wen Siyuan said confidently. Ling Yitong even spent the master's money to buy the spiritual grass, but he didn't believe that Ling Chuxi had other ways.
Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly and walked towards Meng Zheng again.
After whispering a few words, Meng Zheng was much more generous than Ling Yitong and directly took out a storage bag and handed it to Ling Chuxi.
"Ten million." Ling Chuxi once again took out one million five-color spiritual stones.
"Who is that kid?" Yuwen Siyuan was stunned and glared at Meng Zheng fiercely. In his memory, there seemed to be no such person in the Ling family.
"I don't know, but he's not from the Ling family. He seems to be a follower of Ling Chuxi, named Meng Zheng." Yuwen Sicheng replied. He suffered a lot under Meng Zheng and remembered his name clearly.