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

As soon as the cloaked evil cultivator finished speaking, a middle-aged man in golden attire soon spoke calmly with disdain on his face.

"Thirty-four thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Haha, it's only five hundred lower-grade spiritual stones more than the base price, and yet you dare to take the idea of ​​a 500-year-old soul-nourishing tree. It's really laughable."

When the cloaked evil cultivator heard what the middle-aged man in golden attire said, he looked indifferent on the surface, but his face hidden under the cloak had already become distorted and wrapped in black energy.

"Yuan Song, although your Yuan family has a foundation-building monk who I, the Six Ghosts, cannot afford to offend, but as long as you Yuan family's children dare to leave Song's Immortal City, I will kill every one of them."

Liugui Sanren swore secretly in his heart, gave Yuan Song a poisonous look, and walked towards the auction venue without looking back.

The auction did not stop because Taoist Liugui left. No one paid any attention to his departure. At this moment, the soul-nurturing wood was put up, with a high price of [-] low-grade spiritual stones.

"7 yuan low-grade spirit stone!"

At this time, a powerful old man's voice came from the private room No. [-] on the second floor.

"Seventy-three thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

As soon as No. [-] Yajian finished bidding, No. [-] Yajian instantly added three thousand low-grade spiritual stones based on this.

Upon hearing this quotation, many monks in the hall couldn't help but curiously looked at the place where the sound came from.

"It's private room No. [-] again, I don't know who is in it!"

"Yes, just like the spirit stones are ordinary stones, you can add three thousand spirit stones at once without any hesitation."

In Private Room No. [-], a girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old was looking at the monks in the room with a look of arrogance and surprise.

"Miss, please don't forget what the clan leader told you."

At this time, an old man with a gray beard behind the girl hesitated and finally stepped forward. It seemed that he couldn't stand the girl's bid, so he couldn't help but persuade the girl in a low voice.

When the girl saw that the old man dared to persuade her, she suddenly turned around in anger, pointed at the old man's nose with a gray beard and angrily said:

"You are just a slave raised by my father. What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things!"

Faced with the girl's insults, the old man with a gray beard just shook his head and sighed, then lowered his head and said no more.

After the girl in the No. [-] private room quoted a high price of [-] low-grade spiritual stones, the place suddenly became quiet.

Upon seeing this, Wan Xianrou glanced around and saw that there was still no one bidding, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Seventy-three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

Just when everyone thought that the Soul-nurturing Wood was about to fall into the hands of the people in Room No. [-], Fang Han was in Room No. [-] when a lazy voice suddenly came out.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to offer a higher price?"

Wan Xianrou looked a little disappointed when she saw that the person from No. [-] Yajian only increased the price by five hundred spirit stones.

Immediately, her eyes looked expectantly, always looking very arrogant, toward the No. [-] private room.

But to Wan Xianrou's disappointment, dozens of breaths passed in Room No. [-], but there was no movement at all.

"Seventy-three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones once!"

"Seventy-three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones twice!"

"Seventy-three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones three times, deal done!"

With a helpless sigh, Wan Xianrou had no choice but to count down to three business days, but the miracle she expected did not appear.

In the end, the soul-nurturing wood was easily bought by Fang Han for the price of [-] low-grade spiritual stones.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door of No. [-] private room.

He Shuyue, who had recovered a little, respectfully explained to Fang Han, who looked at her with questioning eyes.

"Master, the person from outside should be the maid who came to deliver the Wanbao Token!"

"What does the Wanbao Token do?"

Seeing that Fang Han didn't know what the Wanbao Token was, He Shuyue first looked at Fang Han with surprised eyes, and then continued to explain respectfully:

"The Ten Thousand Treasure Token is the voucher for paying spiritual stones in exchange for items after the auction is over!"

"I see!"

After listening to He Shuyue's explanation, Fang Han nodded suddenly, and then shot out a strong wind from his palm, blowing open the door of the private room No. [-].

"Senior, this is the Wanbao Token. Please keep it!"

The maid in blue outside the private room No. [-] saw the door open and bowed to Han Qian who was in the private room.

Stepping into the private room, Fang Han approached, took out a cyan token from his storage bag, and then handed it to Fang Han with both hands respectfully.

Fang Han nodded lightly to the maid and took the token from her hand.

"Senior, if nothing happens, I will leave first."

"Wait a moment!"

Just as the maid was about to turn around, Fang Han suddenly remembered that he had refined the Beauty Pill and could take out part of it for auction at the Wanbao Auction, so he called out to the maid in green who was about to leave.

Hearing Fang Han's words to stop him, the maid in green came to Fang Han respectfully. After bowing, she asked in a low voice:

"Senior, what's the matter with you? I need your help."

Fang Han did not intend to beat around the bush, so he said directly to the maid:

"Can I still take out items and go to this Wanbao auction?"

"These are three beauty pills. I want to auction them at your auction house."

A bottle of elixir suddenly appeared in Fang Han's hand. He picked up the jade bottle. Fang Han smiled and waved the jade bottle in front of the maid in green.

The maid in green who was still a little hesitant at first, found out that what Fang Han wanted to send was Zhu Yan Dan, the hesitation on her face disappeared instantly.

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will invite the person in charge of this Wanbao auction to come over."

The maid in green clothes disappeared into the private room No. [-] as soon as she finished speaking and before Fang Han agreed. Fang Han just smiled faintly.

"Master...man, you...!"

He Shuyue on the side looked eagerly at the jade bottle containing Zhuyan Dan in Fang Han's hand, as if he was hesitant to speak.

"You want it too?"

Fang Han looked at He Shuyue with a half-smile expression on his face and said with a knowing smile.

"Ok!"

After struggling for a while, He Shuyue finally looked at the jade bottle with burning eyes and nodded.

"We'll talk about it after the auction is over. It will depend on your performance then."

Fang Han stared at He Shuyue's pretty face and said meaningfully.

"Master, I will not let you down."

Seeing Fang Han staring at her, He Shuyue inadvertently lifted up her sleeves, revealing a red palace sand on her arm, and then whispered softly.

Fang Han, who had been staring at He Shuyue, also noticed the red gonggong sand on He Shuyue's arm, and couldn't help but nodded secretly:

"I didn't expect that He Shuyue is still in perfect condition. It seems that giving her a Beauty Pill is not a problem!"

At this moment, outside the door of No. [-] private room, a pleasant and somewhat familiar voice came to Fang Han's ears.

"Long time no see, Fang Dao!"

Fang Han took his eyes away from He Shuyue and looked at the door of the elegant room.

At the door of the elegant room, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a purple and gold fringed dress looking at him with a smile.

This beautiful woman was Shen Liuyun, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Tower who received Fang Han when Fang Han went to Wanbao Tower half a month ago.