Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

"Wait and see what happens, procrastinate for time, and wait for Mr. to arrive."

Standing behind Qingzilou, the burly man like a copper mountain responded lightly.

"Delaying time? How can you delay time? Didn't you see that the Pill Talisman Conference was held as scheduled? The elixir refined by this kid will probably be able to get the title of fishing carp!"

"At that time, the entire Longkou Waterfall will be full of people, and that old and immortal thing will definitely go too. How can my uncle steal the day and take away that golden carp?"

Qing Zilou rubbed his head, his eyes were extremely dark: "This matter can't be done well, why would my father let me inherit the position of the owner of the valley?"

"Don't panic, it's not impossible."

Yinshen opened his mouth lightly, straightened his back, and although he looked upright at two feet, he was entwined with Yin energy, which seemed nondescript: "I can summon wandering spirits, water ghosts, and Kappa, etc. things, let them do something unclean."

Just as Qing Zilou was about to speak, the man behind him pressed his shoulders and asked in a deep voice, "Will the secret be revealed?"

Yinshen snorted coldly: "In my territory, everything is under control, as long as I don't offend the Taoist Emperor, what can I do?"

The man nodded lightly: "You can do it yourself. Remember, we must not reveal our existence. That old man with sword eyebrows is not an ordinary person. If he knows what we have done, he will definitely be furious and affect the final cooperation."

"Even if you can't successfully delay it in the end, it doesn't matter. My husband said that as long as you can lure that golden carp out of the water, everything can be promised. The means you are doing now are just some insurance measures. When he comes tomorrow, it will naturally happen." Have a plan to deal with it."

Yinshen nodded lightly, and gradually turned into nothingness with the portrait.

Qing Zilou's face was cloudy, with a little anger, as if he was upset because the man behind him took his talk, he stomped his feet, and said with a sneer: "The master is the master, when it starts, you can call me sir gone?"

The copper-mountain-like man's face was calm, neither angry nor annoyed, but reminded: "You are too murderous, that young man, who has no deep hatred with you, wants to use the hand of this Yin God to put him to death? And Not to mention failure, if you let your husband know, what do you think he will say about you?"

Qingzilou remained silent.

"Don't forget, that golden carp was dedicated to the owner of the valley in your name, and its luck is also related to you. In the future, you will also benefit from turning into a dragon. How can you bear this kind of heart?" Affordable?" The middle-aged man's tone was a little sharp, and he walked down the mountain after speaking.

Qing Zilou stood where he was, clenched his fists tightly, but the hatred in his eyes was even worse.

Under the mountain, on the Danshi platform.

The heavy snow stopped and the weather turned sunny. Ruan Qinghe regained his composure, glanced at the traces on the ground, but didn't take it seriously, stepped over and took the elixir in Situ Zifeng's hand.

Everyone in the audience met their gazes. Ruan Qinghe took it in his hand and looked at it for a few seconds, then nodded and said in a deep voice: "The sixth-grade elixir is close to the fifth-grade, and the quality is excellent. Wen, according to the guild standard of the Qiantuo Association, the starting price of Bendan is at least 280 million, and each increase should not be less than [-]."

Situ Zifeng's face was a little ugly. Although he expected the price to be the same, the group of people in the audience had obviously focused their attention on Tang Xuan's pill.

There are definitely not many people left who have raised the price.

Sure enough, following Ruan Qinghe's words, the crowd was just average, but there were a few with sallow faces, who looked like wealthy businessmen who smoked too much and asked for prices.

In the end, the pill was sold for nearly 480 million.

But the transaction is not here, but after the Danfu Conference is held, the people from the Qiantuo Association will contact them in person.

Ruan Qinghe asked his subordinates to write down the list of bidders, then nodded to Situ Zifeng and accepted the pill.

Situ Zifeng knew the rules, and his complexion improved slightly.

Ruan Qinghe turned to look at Tang Xuan, smiled kindly at him, then took the pill in his hand, and said bluntly: "The quality of the fourth-grade pill is extremely high, with four pill patterns, and the fragrance of the pill is comparable to Calling it perfect, it can be seen that the skill of the alchemist is enough to compare with the master of alchemy."

"There has never been such a high-quality elixir in the previous alchemy conferences, so the Qiantuo Association decided to make the decision for this alchemist. The starting price should be at least 880 million, and each increase should not be less than 50, and all commissions will be waived. .”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell into a burst of surprise.

The starting price of nearly 900 million is just that, how terrible will the final transaction price be?
There are so many wealthy businessmen and local tyrants present, at least half a billion or more, right?
The most unbelievable thing is that the Qiantuo Association doesn't even charge half of the commission, which is clearly showing favor with this young alchemist.

Everyone came to their senses, and without any hesitation, they began to bid.

The ones who spoke this time were basically merchants who looked older, had extremely deep backgrounds, and were not too young.

The final transaction price far exceeded Ruan Qinghe's expectation, reaching a full 7000 million, and the person who offered this price surprised Tang Xuan a little.

It turned out to be the rich businessman who talked to Situ Zifeng last night.

Tang Xuan glanced at this guy lightly, and saw the latter greeted himself with a smile. The two didn't know each other, so there was no unnecessary reaction.

But Situ Zifeng was different. As a master hired by this wealthy businessman himself, this was equivalent to slapping him hard invisibly.

He was already proud and arrogant, his face was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

It's just that in front of so many people, it's not easy for him to get angry.

On the other hand, the wealthy businessman named Shi Jian below noticed Situ Zifeng's cold gaze, and his face was a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to offend the alchemist himself, but the cold female voice in the headset was even more irresistible.

He pressed the headset and said cautiously: "Boss, it seems that he really offended him."

A sharp curse came from the other end of the phone: "Fuck you, how did my mother teach you? It's just an alchemist, if you offend him, you'll be offended, so please curry favor with the other one."

The rich businessman didn't dare to refute, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he gave Situ Zifeng a middle finger.

On the alchemy platform, Situ Zifeng wanted to look away, but when he saw the middle finger, he immediately blew his beard and stared, and his body trembled.

But when he thought of the woman standing behind the rich businessman, he had no choice but to forcefully suppress his anger, thinking that after he got out, he would use some means to make this guy suffer.

Kill, he dare not kill.

Can't commit.

Don't look at the word "Situ" on his head, he is the descendant of that old man, and he has acquired a strange alchemy, but if he fights against that woman, he may die.

Her reputation is really too great.