I am no longer worthy of this resentful senior sister!

Originally, Ye Linglong just wanted to enter the hall, but unexpectedly, she was invited to the private room by some mistake.

But now we are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. Everyone has already said this, so we can only bite the bullet and move forward.

He raised his head slightly, and a deep voice sounded: "Let's go."

Hai Qianfeng led the way, and Ye Linglong followed behind. They entered the door and went directly to the second floor.

Compared to the bustle on the first floor, the second floor is obviously much quieter, with all rooms being private rooms.

Although the doors of each box were closed, thanks to her powerful spiritual power, Ye Linglong could easily detect the mental power of the people in each box sweeping over her.

Almost half of the private rooms are filled with monks in the transformation stage. It seems that the Hai family's auction house has something special.

Otherwise, it would not attract so many cultivators in the spiritual transformation stage.

Faced with the prying eyes of these people's mental power, Ye Linglong did not swallow her anger. Tolerating blindly would make people doubt your strength.

Hai Qianfeng only heard the man under the black robe snort coldly.

Immediately afterwards, the powerful power of the soul exploded instantly, and the complete mental power of the divine transformation stage directly blocked all prying eyes around him.

Ye Linglong felt that all the prying eyes around her were gone in an instant.

"Hmph! Hide, hide, hide."

"Sir, this is your private room." Hai Qianfeng stood at the door of a private room and opened the door.

There is a tea table and two imperial chairs inside. A pot of spiritual tea has been brewed on the table and is still steaming.

It can be said that the service is very good.

Ye Linglong was not polite and walked directly in.

After seeing her go in, Hai Qianfeng smiled and nodded, then turned around and left. He was neither humble nor arrogant. Looking from behind, his back was straight.

Ye Linglong looked at Hai Qianfeng's back and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The young city lord of the Hai family was as good as anyone else in terms of his conduct, methods and magnanimity.

pity……

His soul must be damaged.

If it was Ye Linglong before, he would definitely not be able to find it.

But since absorbing the soul water, her soul power has increased to the point where she has transformed into a god, and the damage to Hai Qianfeng's soul cannot be hidden from her at all.

The soul is very important to a monk. The strength of the soul almost determines that a person's path of cultivation has come to an end.

The original owner risked his life to find the soul grass because his soul was damaged and his cultivation could not improve.

If she hadn't traveled through time at the critical moment and swallowed the soul grass directly, I'm afraid she and Hai Qianfeng would be in the same situation now.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for her.

But now, in her hand, there was something that could allow Hai Qianfeng to repair his soul.

That is the ten thousand year soul water.

This thing is very precious, something that can only be found but not sought. It only takes one drop to repair his damaged soul.

A total of five bottles of soul water were obtained from the ten-thousand-year soul stone. She gave one bottle to Hongye and absorbed two bottles herself. Now she still has two bottles in her hand.

It may seem small, but this stuff is sold by the drop.

One drop is a drop in the bucket for a bottle.

However, soul water is too precious, and Ye Linglong doesn't want to sell it without knowing the other person's character.

After all, human greed is the most unpredictable.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but recall a face in her mind.

That handsome and well-behaved face, and the expression when he took out almost all the pills in his body for himself.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.

……

Soon, as time passed, the auction officially began.

The auction items presented below can be clearly seen in the box.

The first auction items were all small gadgets, and basically the people below were bidding on them, and most of the prices were not too high.

No one in the box upstairs took action.

Ye Linglong understood that they usually waited for the final lot.

Every auction must have a few good items at the end, otherwise it won't attract big customers at all.

I just don’t know what the finale is.

After several things were photographed away, Ye Linglong couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. In fact, these things were not attractive to her.

They are all materials for refining weapons, as well as the scales of these treasured monsters, which are used to refine magical weapons such as body protection.

But she has better ones, and now there is a dragon's body lying in her space.

When it comes to scale armor, what monster can compare to the dragon that has transformed into a dragon? If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't find a suitable person to refine the soft armor, she wouldn't have left the dragon's body alone.

The main reason is that the current strength is too weak, and if you find someone else to refine it, you are afraid of being discovered and killing people to seize the treasure.

At this time, Ye Linglong was already considering whether she should learn how to refine weapons and alchemy or something.

I don’t know if it’s difficult or not. The main thing is to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

Just when she was having various thoughts in her mind.

Suddenly, something covered by an announcement was brought up on the stage.

This couldn't help but attract everyone's attention.

Ye Linglong also looked over curiously.

As the red cloth was uncovered, it turned out to be a tree inside.

A tree that is completely golden, but the color of the tree is a little dull, and the leaves are a little curled up, and it looks like it is dying.

"This is a golden scale fruit tree. This golden scale fruit must be familiar to everyone. According to legend, this is a spiritual fruit that grows in the dragon tribe. Almost every new born dragon eats this golden scale fruit."

"It can strengthen the body and make the dragon's body stronger. At the same time, it can also refine elixirs, such as the Golden Scale Body Refining Pill, which is used to greatly improve the monk's body refining level..."

The person explaining it was so eloquent that he simply praised this tree as being in the sky and not in the earth.

However, the people around him withdrew their gaze and showed no interest in this thing.

This golden scale fruit tree is indeed a good thing, and the golden scale fruit is even better.

You must know that cultivators, except for monks who specialize in physical training, do not have high physical strength.

But to withstand the catastrophe, there are still requirements for physical training, as long as the golden scale fruit tree can bear golden scale fruit.

It is undoubtedly of great benefit to overcoming the tribulation.

But the key point is that this golden scale fruit tree has never produced golden scale fruits, and it is particularly difficult to grow.

Since the auction, this golden scale fruit tree has had several owners, many of whom are masters who specialize in growing spiritual plants.

There are also some ancestors with single spiritual roots of the wood type, but unfortunately they have not been able to plant this golden scale fruit tree to fruition.

Now he looks even more desperate.

Basically no one wants this thing anymore.

The price keeps dropping again and again.

Seeing that no one made a bid, the person hosting the auction was a little embarrassed.

I couldn't help but ask again: "Everyone, this is a golden scale fruit tree. Now I only need 3,000 mid-grade spiritual stones to start bidding. Is it true that you don't want anything?"

The auctioneer is almost sweating. The auction will not be successful today. This is too embarrassing.

Hai Qianfeng stood upstairs and had a panoramic view of everything. Just when he was about to take a picture himself if no one took it.

Suddenly a deep voice came: "Three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"