As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Just as Fang Han was looking at the light screen, Shen Liuyun suddenly raised her head and looked at the private room where Fang Han was sitting with her beautiful purple eyes, with a faint smile on her lips.

Fang Han just nodded lightly to Shen Liuyun, and then stopped paying attention to the light screen.

On the first floor of Wanbao Auction House, all the ordinary seats were already occupied. In the first row of seats, there were several people whose auras were far beyond Qi Refining Perfection. It was obvious that they were all Foundation Establishment monks.

"The first item to be auctioned is the top-notch magic weapon Qingyun Boots!"

"Everyone must know its effect. Yes, it can increase the speed of monks below Foundation Establishment by 20.00%."

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Wan Xianrou on the stage finally announced the first lot.

The foundation-building monks on the first floor of Wanbao Auction House and the monks in the VIP room on the second floor did not react at all when they heard that it was just a top-quality magic weapon.

Only some people who had completed Qi refining and those in the late stage of Qi refining looked at the Qingyun boots on the stage where the maid brought out the tray, with golden light shining in their eyes.

Wan Xianrou chuckled and continued:

"The top-quality magic weapon Qingyun Boots, the starting price is 300 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 50 yuan for spiritual stones."

As soon as Wan Xianrou finished speaking, the Qi Refining monks in the audience began a fierce competition.

The people who can receive invitations from Wanbao Auction House are usually monks from small and medium-sized families. They don't have a few spiritual stones in their pockets, so they really can't receive invitations from Wanbao Auction House.

"I'll give you three hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

"I have produced four hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

"I am Liu Yuanji of the Liu family. I will pay you 700 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones."

"Everyone, please give me some face. I will take a picture of these Qingyun boots and give them to Quanzi. When he breaks through to the later stage of Qi refining, I will give him a gift. Please give me a little face to the Liu family."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a dark robe and a majestic expression sitting in the first row of the hall stood up and spoke loudly.

In the lobby on the first floor of Wanbao Auction House, the Qi Refining monks who were still about to bid for the competition, when they saw the face of the middle-aged man, they all lowered their heads and stopped bidding.

Wan Xianrou on the stage frowned when she saw this, but she didn't say anything. She seemed to acquiesce to Liu Yuanji's approach.

Liu Yuanji looked around and saw that no one was competing with him anymore, so he looked at Wan Xianrou on the stage and said respectfully:

"Wan Xianzi, can you see if no one bids you...!"

Wan Xianrou raised her eyebrows and said softly:

"Three thousand seven hundred low-grade spiritual stones once, three thousand seven hundred spiritual stones twice, three thousand seven hundred spiritual stones three times!"

"No one continued to bid. This top-quality magical weapon Qingyun Boots belongs to Senior Liu."

When Liu Yuanji saw that Qingyun Boots had been photographed by him, there was a hint of joy on his face. What Liu Yuanji didn't know was that the old man in gray who was standing behind Wan Xianrou looked at him with murderous intent.

At the Wanbao Auction, the items that were auctioned were the spiritual stones that were settled at the end of the auction, so after the first item was auctioned away, Wan Xianrou directly ordered the maid on the side to take out the second auction item.

When the maid brought a tray to her, Wan Xianrou stretched out her slender hand and directly uncovered the red cloth on the tray.

Fang Han, who was in the VIP room on the second floor of Wanbao Auction House, just raised his eyes and glanced, then closed his eyes again and continued to fall asleep.

But when the other monks saw the items on the tray, their expressions were completely different from Fang Han's.

Wan Xianrou saw that many eyes were looking at the items in the tray passionately, and she couldn't help but smile:

"As you can see, the second lot is a Foundation Establishment Pill!"

"As for its efficacy, I don't need to introduce it to you. I think any monk knows what the Foundation Establishment Pill means."

"The starting price for this Foundation Building Pill is 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than [-] yuan of low-grade spiritual stones."

Just as Wan Xianrou finished speaking, an old quote came from the audience.

"I'd like to offer you 1 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!"

With this person taking the lead, the monks present immediately began to make crazy bids.

"Thirteen thousand, seven hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Eighteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Twenty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Suddenly, the old voice that spoke before sounded throughout the audience again.

"I'd like to give you [-] low-grade spiritual stones!"

When everyone heard this, the price increase was inevitable, and the quotations in the audience suddenly fell silent.

Wan Xianrou on the stage Xun Sheng glanced at the person who had just spoken, then scanned the entire audience, then looked at the VIP room on the second floor, and then said loudly:

"Is there anyone who bids [-] low-grade spiritual stones higher than this fellow Taoist?"

Although Wan Xianrou looked towards the hall, everyone understood that she was asking the monks in the VIP room.

Just as Wan Xianrou finished speaking, a voice came from the VIP room No. [-] on the second floor. The soft female voice sounded very comfortable.

"5 yuan low-grade spirit stone!"

Everyone present took a breath when they heard this. They seemed to be shocked that the person who spoke had increased the price of low-grade spiritual stones by 5000 yuan at a time.

Hearing this price increase, after a few breaths of silence, the deep voice of the old man who made the previous quotation was heard again.

"Old...husband, I'll give you 1000 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones!"

But as soon as the old man finished speaking, another woman's clear voice came out in the private room No. [-].

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

"Old man, as long as you dare to pay 6 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, I will give you this foundation-building pill."

After the mysterious woman in the No. [-] VIP room added the price, she let out a disdainful chuckle, as if she was provoking anyone who dared to compete with her for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

At this moment, the old man who had made the quotation three times before heard what the mysterious woman in the VIP room No. [-] said.

He couldn't help clenching his thin fists, and there was a fierce light in his old, cloudy eyes.

"Although I am over a hundred years old and have perfected my Qi refining skills, I only have twenty years left. If I miss this foundation-building pill this time, I will be able to complete my cultivation."

"I'm afraid, there will be no hope of breaking through the Foundation Establishment in this life. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope to break through the Foundation Establishment, I will never give up!"

Thinking of this, the old man's cloudy eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"I'd like to offer you 6 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!"

Sure enough, this time, the mysterious woman in VIP room No. [-] did not raise the price again after the old man quoted a high price of [-] low-grade spiritual stones.

The other Foundation Establishment monks gave up competing with the old man for the price of a Foundation Establishment Pill after hearing such a high price.

At most, there are about [-] low-grade spiritual stones. This Foundation Establishment Pill is obviously much more than its original value. Therefore, the Foundation Establishment monks also have thoughts about this Foundation Establishment Pill.

However, they didn't want to be taken advantage of, so they remained silent. When Wan Xianrou saw this, she decisively counted down to three.

"Okay, this Foundation Building Pill belongs to fellow Taoist!"

Wan Xianrou glanced at the maid next to her. The maid understood and walked down the platform directly towards the old man who had taken the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Walking up to the old man, the maid bowed to him.

He took out a cyan token from his storage bag with the word Wanbao engraved on the front, held it respectfully in both hands and presented it to the old man.

"Fellow Taoist, this Ten Thousand Treasure Token is the voucher for your payment of spirit stones to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill after the auction. Please keep it!"

The old man who took the photo of the Foundation Establishment Pill took the token from the maid's hand and thanked her.

Just treat the token like a treasure and carefully put it into the storage bag.