A New Character Every Month

These people are undoubtedly cancerous tumors in human beings.

Lin Zian looked at the girl on the stage again, his expression suddenly changed: "No!"

Chapter 140 Four Prodigal Sons

Lin Zian looked around, but after no one noticed him, he quickly squeezed his hands together.

"Eye of Delusion!"

An inconspicuous wave of mana appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the girl on the stage again, the picture is completely different from before.

The girl still hugged her legs and huddled in the corner, but behind her, she could see an illusory sika deer.

Demon?

The body is a sika deer?

"The demonic aura is so perfectly hidden, it doesn't look like a natural ability, is it a demon in the transformation stage?"

Lin Zian guessed, but soon, he denied the guess.

The monsters in the transformation stage are basically the first level of the demon king.

Not to mention that with the strength of the demon king, he would not be able to fall into the end of being trafficked by humans, but the mana in this little demon's body is almost pitifully small.

An ordinary spirit has more mana than her.

If it's the metamorphosis period, then it's too good to hide, right?

"What's the reason for that?"

Lin Zian frowned.

Except for Lin Zian, no one else in the auction found that the girl's body was not human.

Even the auctioneer on the stage just regarded this lot as a beautiful girl with cultivation talent.

"The starting price is one middle-grade soul orb, and each price increase is no less than one middle-grade soul orb."

said the auctioneer.

Based on the calculation that one high-grade soul orb is equal to one hundred middle-grade soul orbs and one ordinary soul orb, this price is not low.

Even among the dozens of soul orbs in Lin Zian's hands, only a few were middle grade.

As for the painted skin demon's demon beads, they are only middle-grade, equal in value to soul beads of the same rank.

"Two medium-grade soul orbs!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

People around raised their number plates to bid for the auction.

Among them, a man with a younger voice and wearing a blue grimace mask was the most eager.

Every time someone else made an offer, he would quickly match the price up, as if he was bound to win the girl on stage.

Lin Zian looked at it, then turned to Zhang Yulan and asked, "How many soul orbs did the benefactor bring?"

Zhang Yulan said without thinking, "One hundred and two middle-grade soul beads."

"One hundred and two?"

The corner of Lin Zian's mouth twitched.

When he thought that he had killed thousands of ghosts, but only got a few middle-grade soul orbs, and a businessman could bring a hundred and two soul orbs to any auction, he was a little speechless .

Only now did he realize how poor he was.

"Master, are you looking at some auction items? You can take them and use them."

Zhang Yulan took out the bag containing the soul beads.

In fact, even though he was rich, he definitely didn't go to the point where he would bring so many soul orbs with him just to participate in an auction at random.

The reason why he brought so many was to wait for Lin Zian to sell his favors when he ran out of soul orbs.

After all, although he didn't believe that Master Fahai was the reincarnated Arhat that Ye Lun said.

But Master Fa Hai's ability is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

Even if Master Fa Hai spent all these soul orbs, he would not feel the slightest bit of distress. Compared to the favor of a great monk, these soul orbs are nothing at all.

"Thank you Lord!"

Lin Zian nodded: "I will repay you twice within one month."

"No, no, I haven't handed over my thank you gift to Grandmaster, these soul orbs will be regarded as a thank you gift."

Zhang Yulan said quickly.

"How can you use so much to thank you?"

Lin Zi'an said without doubt: "Okay, let's do as I said."

Zhang Yulan closed his mouth and stopped talking. Although things didn't go as he expected, at least the favor was sold.

Immediately, he heard the prices around him, and he was a little puzzled and said, "That's not right, in the past, no matter how beautiful a girl like this is, no matter how beautiful she was, the price was no more than a dozen middle-grade soul orbs at most, how come it's twenty now?" one?"

"Twenty! Twenty medium-grade soul orbs, is there anyone else, is there anyone else?"

Holding the hammer, the auctioneer said loudly, "If there is no one else, this lot will belong to No.13 VIP."

"Three, two... 21! VIP No. 54 bids for 21 medium-grade soul beads..."

The auctioneer said excitedly.

Lin Zian looked to the side and saw the man with the blue grimace proudly put down his number plate, as if he was determined to win the girl on the stage.

Hearing that the auctioneer had started the countdown, he also chose to raise the number plate in his hand.

"22! VIP No. 22 bids for [-] medium-grade soul orbs!"

He said with excitement during the auction.

According to his estimate, this girl only had about eight medium-grade soul beads, and it would be considered good if she could get ten, and he would be able to laugh out loud if she got fifteen.

And now at 22, he is already grinning from ear to ear.

With such an unusually high price, as an auctioneer, the commission for this lot is already comparable to all previous lots.

After putting down the number plate, Lin Zian found that he had become the focus of the crowd.

Although he had bought a holding bead before, its total value was less than a middle-grade soul orb, and there were only two or three competitors, which didn't attract much attention at all.

It's not like now, although the girl as the auction item is not very unusual, but her price has far exceeded the reserve price, which has attracted many curious eyes.

At this moment, Lin Zian noticed a sinister gaze coming from the side.

Turning his head to look, he found that it was the man with the cyan grimace.

Jian Lin Zian looked over, and the green-faced man raised his hand and wiped his neck, then raised the number plate: "23."

"The threat...is interesting."

Lin Zian smiled, held up the number plate again, and increased the price to 24.

"24! 24 medium-grade soul orbs!"

The auctioneer shouted hoarsely, his eyes flicked back and forth between Lin Zian and the blue-faced man.

Now, he finds that other people have already flinched at this price, and the only ones still bidding are these two people.

For this kind of taking advantage of, the auctioneer is eager to have as many as possible.

"25!"

The blue-faced man raised his number plate again, and stared at Lin Zi'an with an angry look that seemed to be real.

Although his face was covered by a mask, Lin Zian still smiled at him and held up his number plate again.

To him, the soul orb is just an item that can be obtained easily, as long as the purpose is achieved, it doesn't matter how much it is spent.

The few medium-grade soul orbs in his hand plus Zhang Yulan's made a total of 110. Unless the price offered by the other party exceeded this number, he would not give up.

After all, he was very curious about this girl.

The two of them back and forth raised the price, even though the auctioneer on the stage was hoarse, he was reluctant to take a sip of water.

The hundreds of distinguished guests sitting beside them also watched the two people add one by one as if enjoying a big battle.

Many people were talking quietly.

"Is there anything special about this lot? Otherwise, how could such a high price be paid?"

"You think too much. Judging by their words and deeds, the two of them are probably young people. They may still know each other. Maybe they just want to compete for a position and face in this auction."

"For the sake of saving face, spending so many soul orbs is really extravagant!"

"The thoughts of a prodigal son are beyond the comprehension of ordinary monks like you and me."

"Oh, I really want to be a prodigal."

"Just your little soul orb, in your next life..."

"..."

Zhang Yulan was also a little shocked, and couldn't understand why a master who looked like an accomplished monk would spend money to bid for the girl on the stage.

And it is still a crazy premium, and it has to be photographed.

After thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

After all, no matter how the master spends these soul orbs, his goal has been achieved anyway.

"71!"

The blue-faced man gritted his teeth and raised his number plate.