The abandoned girl became an immortal and became the ancestor of the immortal sect

Everyone was so frightened by the loud roar that they trembled and looked towards Room No. [-].

"This Blood Ink Ring is originally a property of my Wuji Sect. Who gave you the right to buy and sell it at will?!"

Lu Nazhi looked towards the third floor below and to her left. The middle-aged man had a beard and a sharp look. He was wearing a crude martial arts short suit that was incompatible with this rich and opulent place.

Lu Nanzhi was a little surprised. This was not the 21st elder of the Wuji Sect, but her cousin Lu Li from her previous life.

Beside him, two of his sons, Lu Chun and Lu Dong, who looked somewhat similar to him, came.

In Lu Nanzhi's memory, Lu Li and his sons have always been rare and honest people in the Wuji Sect.

Unlike most people in the Wuji Sect, their family lives a simple and ascetic life.

In the auction just now, they did not participate in the bidding. They were just like three countrymen who were unexpectedly invited to learn more. At most, they just followed the big guys and started making noises.

How could such a person come to the Jinyu Club?

After listening to Lu Li's words, the smile on Shi Gaogao's face changed.

"Venerable Lu, what you mean by this is that you want to take away the blood ink ring without paying any money?"

Lu Li couldn't tell the anger hidden behind Shi Gaogao's smile.

He nodded seriously, "Yes, this belongs to my elder brother and the Wuji Sect. Return it to us quickly."

"Master Lu, what you said is wrong. Your Wuji Sect should be grateful to our Jinyu Society for helping you find this blood ink ring."

"Fart!" Lu Li looked rough and had a hot temper.

"How much did you buy it on the black market? I'll give it to you. You want to auction the blood ink ring, but you can't!"

The smile on Shigao's face completely disappeared.

"Master Lu, I have said many times that I am a businessman."

"If you want to get something from me, you have to buy it with money, you know?"

"Since you have been invited to our Jinyu Club, you must abide by the rules of our Jinyu Club."

As soon as Shi Gaogao finished speaking, the four guards who had been waiting in the dark surrounded Room No. [-].

Lu Chun and Lu Dong felt the pressure exerted by the four guards on them, and anxiously grabbed their father's arms.

"Dad, sit down, stop messing around!"

"Where are you sitting?" Lu Li pushed his two sons away, "You want to fight, right? I'm not afraid of you four watchdogs!"

"Shi Gaogao," Lu Li pointed at him, "I will definitely take away this blood ink ring today!"

After he finished speaking, the air around him surged.

boom!

Lu Li punched the window of the room hard, causing the entire ancient tower to tremble slightly.

But despite this, the window in Room No. [-] was not broken.

Even after this violent blow, the whole room shrank inward like an irritated clam.

Lu Chun and Lu Dong immediately realized something was wrong and immediately stopped Lu Li's second attack.

"Dad, don't move! There's something wrong with this room."

Shi Gaogao sneered when he heard this.

"Mr. Lu, do you think that our Jinyu Society can survive today just by relying on four guards?"

"You can act arrogantly on your own, but you have to consider your two sons. You can't drag them to die with you, right?"

Lu Li, however, was like a rampaging buffalo, not taking Shi Gaogao's advice to heart at all.

"It's not your turn to worry about my son! Lu Chun and Lu Dong, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and smash this broken window with me!"

Seeing his hopeless look, Shi Gaogao shook his head helplessly.

He clapped his hands, and the window of Room No. [-] dimmed, blending into the entire wall.

"Master Lu, let me give you one last piece of advice. If you are honest, I will let you out when the auction is over."

"If you are stubborn and don't care, you can't blame me if you are squeezed to death in the room."

He turned his head and put on his polite smile again.

"Dear guests, let's continue."

"The starting price for this blood ink ring is fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

Lu Nazhi pursed his lips, quickly took out his Qiankun bag, and took out all the spirit stones and IOUs inside.

She counted the IOUs and the remaining 31 low-grade spiritual stones, and she still had a total of [-] spiritual stones...

Those who thought they could find a way to get the Blood Ink Ring to recognize its owner immediately quoted new prices.

"Fifty-five thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"I'll pay [-]!"

......

After the price reached 25, there were only two bidders left.

The guests in the herringbone room No. [-], which competes with the Dizi room No. [-], seem to have made up their minds to burn the boat.

"I'll pay 28 million!"

Shi Gaogao nodded, "Okay, Herringbone Room No. 28, [-], is there anything higher?"

"28 million once!"

"28 twice!"

Lu Nanzhi was about to shout "30" when he heard Qin Yuan's voice saying that he was sure of winning.

"32 low-grade spiritual stones."

At this moment, Lu Nanzhi's heart became cold.

Qin Yuan had not made a bid just now, and he was also waiting for this moment.

Lu Nanzhi trembled with disgust at the thought of Qin Yuan taking back what once belonged to his father.

32 low-grade spiritual stones are obviously just a little short of...

Her nose was sore, and tears of reluctance were about to overflow from her eyes.

"Is there anything higher than 32 low-grade spiritual stones?"

When Shi Gaogao saw no reaction from the crowd, he started counting down.

"32 low-grade spiritual stones once."

"32 low-grade spiritual stones twice."

"32 low-grade spiritual stones..."

"Noisy!"

Wuxin woke up from his sleep with eyes wide open, and staggered to the window.

"What are you doing? You're making so much noise!"

"......what?"

Shi Gaogao looked at Young Master Wu Xin with a confused look on his face.

"Since... Brother Zhiqin, we are at an auction. Do you want to bid?"

"Bid?" Young Master Wuxin nodded drowsily, "I want... what is the bid?"

Shi Gaogao didn't understand what was going on with Brother Zi, so he interpreted his words as: What's the price now?

"The current price is 32 low-grade spiritual stones. Brother Zhiqin, do you want to follow?"

"Inferior spirit stones?" Young Master Wu Xin shook his head, "I don't have inferior spirit stones."

Qin Yuan said displeasedly: "Boss Shi, no one has offered a higher price than me."

"It's just a troublesome drunkard. Don't pay attention to it. Why don't you announce the final result quickly?"

Shi Gaogao smiled apologetically at Young Master Wu Xin, and ordered two maids to go and look after him before continuing.

"32 low-grade spiritual stones, the first..."