The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Hearing this, someone immediately started laughing.

"Hmph! Thirty middle-grade spiritual stones. If you can say it out loud, I'm ashamed of you. I'll give you fifty middle-grade spiritual stones."

"Fuck you, I thought you were so fucking capable. After working on it for a long time, you added twenty more. I gave you seventy middle-grade spiritual stones."

"Hmph! I'm going to give you a high-grade spiritual stone, no one can compete with me!"

Soon, the price of the oiran was raised higher and higher, and the joy on the face of the host girl became more and more intense.

However, while everyone was still arguing fiercely, the Hehuan Sect disciple who had said he wanted to see the oiran as soon as he arrived finally spoke.

"They are all a bunch of poor people, but they still have the nerve to open their mouths. I will give you ten high-grade spiritual stones."

As soon as these words came out, many people looked here in shock.

You know, ten high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to a thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, and they are also equivalent to one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

This is a huge fortune for a group of young monks, or ordinary casual cultivators and disciples of ordinary sects.

Unexpectedly, there are people now who are willing to spend huge sums of money so boldly just for a mortal oiran.

Is this because I have money and no place to spend it? It’s too wasteful!

In the booth, the Hehuan Sect disciple who spoke had a proud look on his face, seeming to enjoy the feeling of being in the spotlight.

However, just when he thought that no one dared to compete with him, another person suddenly spoke.

"I will give you eleven high-grade spiritual stones."

Hearing this, the Hehuan Sect disciple's eyes suddenly froze and he looked in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw the same young man sitting in another booth, calmly holding a wine glass.

Li Xiaofan and others also looked over and were slightly stunned.

Because the bidder was none other than Xu Lang, a disciple of the Qinglian Sect who came with him and others, and a direct disciple of Yun Zhongyan!

And beside him, there were Qin Xiong and Chu Jiangshui, both disciples of the Qinglian Sect.

Li Xiaofan hadn't seen it before, but it turned out that these three people were here too. Don't you think this is a coincidence?

However, Li Xiaofan did not see Wu De, who had a problem with him.

On the other side, the disciple of Hehuan Sect looked at Xu Lang with a gloomy look, and then stretched out his hand to bid again.

"Twelve high-grade spiritual stones."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lang raised the price again without hesitation.

"Thirteen high-grade spiritual stones!"

This time, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect stood up without saying anything and continued to add more, while I stared at Xu Lang.

"Fellow Taoist, you are so rich. I wonder which sect you are a disciple of?"

After hearing this, Xu Lang just drank a glass of wine slowly, and then looked at the other party sideways.

"When asking someone's name, you should state your own name first. Don't you understand this etiquette?"

"you...."

The Hehuan Sect disciple pointed angrily at Xu Lang, but still revealed his identity.

"Boy, I am Yin Ping, the eldest disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Who are you?"

Hearing this, many people looked at Yin Ping in surprise. They really didn't expect that the other party was actually the top disciple of Hehuan Sect's generation.

However, Xu Lang didn't care at all.

"Yin Ping, I've never heard of it. I'm Qinglian Sect Xu Lang, and you don't have to blame the Hehuan Sect. Our Qinglian Sect is not afraid of your Hehuan Sect."

"Besides, now it's a matter of who is more willing to pay. If you have the ability, pay. If not, just stay aside."

Seeing this, Li Xiaofan was very surprised.

I had never discovered before that Old Yun’s apprentice was so arrogant and rich.

It seems that after carving up the Ten Thousand Demons Sect last time, the Qinglian Sect has gained a lot of weight! Even his disciples are so arrogant.

But at the same time, Li Xiaofan thought of Old Man Hu.

Why did Old Man Hu, who also divided up the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, not even give him a single low-grade spiritual stone after he came back?

Even the share promised to him in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was not mentioned at all?

Li Xiaofan guessed that it was taken away by Old Bideng, Old Man Hu. It seemed that he had to have a good talk with him.

On the other side, Yin Ping is even more unwilling to admit defeat, because now it is no longer a matter of choosing whether to choose the oiran or not.

But as the great disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he couldn't embarrass himself in front of everyone, let alone weaken the Hehuan Sect's face.

"Okay, I will give you fifteen high-grade spiritual stones."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.

Fifteen high-grade spiritual stones were completely beyond the price of the Oiran.

Even the first ten high-grade spiritual stones are definitely not worth the price for a mortal courtesan.

Yin Ping initially asked for this price because he wanted to show off and act cool.

At the same time, I also wanted to make a final decision and compare everything, but I didn't expect to meet Xu Lang, a great guy.

However, when he saw the other party asking for a price, Xu Lang continued to increase the price without caring.

"Sixteen top-grade spiritual stones!"

When Yin Ping heard this, he knew that the other party was determined to go against him, and his temper finally became uncontrollable.

"Bastard, I can't spare you!"

As he spoke, he saw a strange pink spiritual power emanating from Yin Ping's body.

The aura of peak foundation building immediately swept through the entire hall.

However, Xu Lang was not to be outdone, and also used spiritual power to exude the aura of his peak foundation building.

And he said very rudely: "What? Do you want to do something?"

Yin Ping: "Do it? I'm going to kill you."

As he spoke, spiritual power began to gather in his palms.

When Li Xiaofan saw this, he was thinking about whether to step forward and help.

However, before he could get up, another powerful voice sounded.

"Hahaha, tonight is really interesting. I didn't expect that someone could have a life-and-death fight while visiting a brothel. I really want to see it."

Following the words, everyone saw several young men with very strong bodies standing up in another booth, like bodybuilders.

The person who just spoke was the leader of this group of big men.

Upon seeing this, before anyone else could guess who this person was, Yin Ping said it directly.

"Duan Fei of the King Kong Sect, are you here?"

Hearing this, the big man chuckled.

"What? You, a sissy, can come, but a grown man like me, can't I?"

Yin Ping's face turned blue when he heard the other party calling him a sissy.

"Asshole, I am not a sissy, I am a pure man. Is Duan Fei fighting?"

Hearing this, the man named Duan Fei's eyes lit up.

"Okay! Didn't you just want to fight with this fellow Taoist Xu Lang?"

"I think this is good. The three of us will have a melee to see who is standing last and who is lying down in the end!"

After saying that, the big man Duan Fei also released the aura of his peak foundation building.

However, the auras of this flight are different from those of the other two. This flight gives people the feeling of being extremely fierce and powerful.

There seemed to be no soft spot on his body, it was like an iron tower standing there.

Suddenly, in this small hall, three auras began to fight against each other.

Many people with low cultivation levels feel uncomfortable, let alone ordinary people.

Even the oiran on the stage was sweating profusely and looked a little painful.

At this moment, a woman hurriedly walked down the stairs, followed by several Foundation Establishment Realm thugs.

"Young gentlemen, please calm down. If you want to fight, please go outside the club.\u0027

"Our place is a place for people to relax, not like a fighting arena where we invite a few people to show their respect."

"Another reminder, the boss behind our club is a member of the military."