Thirteen thousand spirit stones, what a huge fortune!
You must know that for the best of the third-rate small sects, the entire sect only has between 2,000 and 3,000 spiritual stones, and the average number is only more than 1,000.
Even the six major sects only have around 30,000 spiritual stones in stock, and the powerful Xuan Mo Sect does not exceed 50,000.
Zhu Shiji, on the other hand, took out thirteen thousand at once, which had to shock all the monks present.
In the box, Chu Manxian's pretty face changed. Kurong Dan is rare, but ten thousand spirit stones can only hold it to death. Is Zhu Shiji crazy?
Chu Manxian didn't understand, and neither did everyone present. Only Chen Yu understood deeply what death meant.
The higher the realm, the more afraid of death. The powerless feeling of life passing away makes even the true gods panic.
As long as Zhu Shiji lives, he has unlimited possibilities. He is one of the top strong men in the Xuanling world. What can he not want? yyls
Fame, wealth, beauty, power, everything in this world is so beautiful, but only the living can enjoy it.
After death, ashes return to dust, earth returns to earth. It won't be long before the monks in the Xuanling world will forget Zhu Shiji, and no one will be free enough to read the classics to see how glorious the Tiandao Sect was before.
Only an old man in his twilight years will understand what death is. If you talk about death to an eight or nine-year-old child, he will not understand it at all.
Zhu Shiji, I don’t want to die!
He wants to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors, go to the big realm and see the real prosperity!
"Great Elder, are we still bidding?" Xia Qianqian's voice brought Chu Manxian back to his senses.
The Wuliang Sword Sect's inventory of spiritual stones is only more than 20,000 and less than 30,000. Paying half of it just for a Kurong Dan? Irrational!
"No!" Chu Manxian shook her head lightly. Jiang Jianying told her that if there are more than 10,000 spirit stones, there is no need to fight for them.
After all, Jiang Jianying still had the Wuliang Sword Sect behind him, so he couldn't use half of his knowledge to compete with Zhu Shiji, a polished commander.
"The first time with thirteen thousand spirit stones!"
"Thirteen thousand spirit stones for the second time!" Li Cai'ao smiled on the stage. The Ku Rong Dan, which was only worth eight thousand spirit stones, managed to win thirteen thousand. This is a big fortune.
The achievements of Miaoyinfang are extremely impressive.
"Thirteen thousand spirit stones...!"
Just when Li Caiwei was about to announce, a cold voice echoed throughout the auction venue.
There was a commotion on the underground floor, and everyone turned their attention to a private room.
The voice came from there, but it was so unfamiliar that not even Zhu Shiji, Wan Sheng, or even the people from Wuliang Sword Sect, Zi Zai Sect, and Tian Yao Sect could tell who it was.
Of course they couldn't tell the difference because the bidder was a disciple of the Xuan Mo Sect.
In the box, a young man showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He looked at Chen Yu and said, "Senior, will I be okay?"
After taking a sip of hot tea, Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "You did a good job. Don't be afraid. With me here, no one dares to do anything to you."
This disciple of the Xuan Mo Sect was specially sent by Li Caiyi to guard the various boxes on the underground floor. After all, the people sitting in the boxes had different identities, and the master of Miaoyinfang did not want outsiders to disturb them.
Why did Chen Yu let this Xuan Mo Sect disciple bid? It's simple, because once he speaks, Zhu Shiji will definitely be able to distinguish the voice.
In the eyes of Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng, Chen Yu is not their opponent at all.
At worst, Zhu Shiji chose to withdraw from the bidding. Even if Chen Yu got the Kurong Pill, so long as he and Wan Sheng killed the devil tomorrow, the Life-Extension Pill would still be his.
Zhu Shiji did not expect this turn of events. He gritted his teeth and almost wanted to vomit blood.
"Fifteen thousand spiritual stones!" This is almost all of Zhu Shiji's net worth.
This time, Chen Yu did not bid again, and Kurong Dan successfully belonged to Zhu Shiji.
The auction finally came to an end. Chen Yu returned to Miaoyinfang, sat in the courtyard, looked at the bright moon in the center of the sky, and fell into deep thought.
Zhu Shiji suffered from blood loss and used 15,000 spirit stones to capture the Kurong Dan that originally belonged to the Tiandao Sect. By the way, Chen Yu was also involved.
Now all the monks in Baiyu City are probably discussing this matter, and many people will laugh at Zhu Shiji for being extremely stupid.
But that’s no wonder Master Zhu. If a small-minded cultivator of the Dynasty Realm went to the Xuan Mo Sect’s master with fifteen thousand spirit stones and wanted to buy a life-extending pill, Wang Wanguo would definitely smile crookedly.
But if Zhu Shiji goes, the sect masters of all nations will definitely not agree, not to mention 15,000 spirit stones, even 100,000.
As for the reason, it is very simple, because Wang Wanguo and Zhu Shiji are both fierce tigers!
In the same way, Wan Sheng, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, could borrow up to 10,000 spiritual stones from Zhu Shiji, but he would never give him a life-extending pill.
"Bang bang bang!" A knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the courtyard. Chen Yu came back to his senses, sighed softly, and said: "Come in!"
The courtyard door was pushed open, and Wang Xinyao, dressed in goose-yellow clothes, walked in. She looked haggard, and she must have been scolded by Li Caiwei and Huangfu Feng.
Wang Xinyao took a chair for herself from the room, sat next to Chen Yu, and looked at the bright moon with Chen Yu, her eyes blurred.
"Aunt Li and the First Elder are not in Miaoyinfang. If they come back and see Brother Chen and I together, they will inevitably give us another heartfelt dissuasion!" Wang Xinyao said in a hoarse voice.
Chen Yu gently rocked the wicker chair without saying a word.
"Brother Chen, I used the sound transmission stone to communicate with my father. I want you to join the Xuan Mo Sect. In that case, Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng will not dare to attack you."
"But, my father won't say anything!" Wang Xinyao was extremely disappointed. In her heart, she also believed that Chen Yu was no match for Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng.
After all, they are two of the six strongest people in the Xuanling Realm, and they are joining forces. Even the sect masters of all nations would not dare to challenge them.
"A tiger will win over a wolf, but it will never win over another tiger." Chen Yu knew very well what Wang Wanguo was thinking.
"Brother Chen, why don't you run away now? After this period of time, I will go to you with the proceeds from the auction!" Wang Xinyao said anxiously.
"Why should I run?" Chen Yu looked at Wang Xinyao. The poor girl was so depressed that she was about to cry.
"Xinyao, you have experienced too little. One day you will understand that running can't solve the problem."
"The world is vast, billions of miles away, but for some people, there is no place to hide." Chen Yu said with a calm expression.
Wang Xinyao looked startled, because this was the first time that Chen Yu called her 'Xinyao'!
When the two met before, Chen Yu didn't even bother to respond by calling her Xinyao.
"I don't understand!" Wang Xinyao shook her head lightly, but her restless mood finally calmed down.
Wang Xinyao has to go and experience some things on her own before she can understand some things and some truths in the world. Others say they will never be able to explain clearly.
"Xinyao, can you make wine?" Chen Yu asked.
"Yes!" Wang Xinyao smiled brightly, stood up and trotted out of the courtyard.
Putting his hands under the back of his head, Chen Yu looked neither sad nor happy. The bright moon in the sky was gradually setting in the west, and it wouldn't be long before the sky would light up.
"We are facing a formidable enemy, so let me have a drink first!"