I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

Su Zuo still remembered that the man in the restaurant said that the fifth senior brother had his right hand disabled.

The fifth senior brother's cultivation is very strong, but the alchemy cultivator himself is an alchemist. The elixirs can be eaten as food, so it is normal for his cultivation to be watery. Some alchemy cultivators cannot even beat sword cultivators who are two realms below themselves.

Looking at the ignorant and fearless expression of the younger junior sister, Gong He suddenly felt that this was not a misunderstanding.

What if the junior sister doesn't dare to talk to the fifth senior brother after knowing his fighting power?

After all, junior sister is both obedient and timid in front of senior brother.

Then don’t they really want to return to the sect obediently?

This will not work.

The other two obviously thought so too.

Although it is a bit of a misunderstanding, it is a good misunderstanding.

Yan Weiran said insinuatingly: "This... don't worry, all your senior brothers can use swords."

Su Zuo sighed: "Fifth Senior Brother doesn't look like he knows how to beat people up."

Mu Yuzhou couldn't help but said: "Not being able to beat people, and not looking like you can beat people, are two different things. Xiaojiu, do you understand?"

The fifth senior brother may not be fierce enough, but he definitely cannot be a harmless alchemy cultivator.

Su Zuo nodded: "I understand."

The fighting power of the fifth senior brother became a little higher in her heart.

But not much.

The three senior brothers are really touching. They are so afraid of the fifth senior brother, but they still want to stay and protect him.

Su Zuo suddenly realized something: "Senior brother, why are you a little afraid of fifth senior brother?"

Miyagawa refused to admit it: "Are you afraid?"

Yan Weiran: "Of course I'm not afraid."

Mu Yuzhou laughed dryly: "Haha, how can we be afraid of Fifth Senior Brother?"

Su Zui nodded knowingly, the fifth senior brother knew how to use poison... maybe these few accidentally touched the poison pill when they were having fun?

Back in his room, Su Zuo calmed down and meditated.

After a while, she opened her eyes and asked the sword spirit: "Xiao Jian, what do you think of the sword you saw today?"

Xiaojian sighed: "Not very good."

Today he complained about the few swords he saw at first, but he didn't bother to say anything later.

Sensing Su Zuo's thoughts, Xiaojian said, "Meteorite is too heavy and heavy for you."

Su Zuo just felt that meteorite iron was strong and had no obsession with its texture. He asked curiously, "Then what material do you prefer for flying swords?"

Sword Spirit should know it very well.

Xiaojian blurted out: "The five profound golds of the North Sky, the black silver of the underworld..."

Su Zuo was speechless: "Just tell me to steal the treasure house of the fourth domain."

These things, just fingernails, are beyond her reach.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that, if it weren't for the jade talisman of Wuming Shenzong that can overdraw the spiritual stone, she wouldn't even have to go to Wujian Tower.

Because you can't afford it.

If there is no background, in the early stages of cultivation, it is normal for monks to be so poor that their pockets are empty.

No matter what you practice, it is the same. To practice close to the spiritual veins will cost spiritual stones. The alchemy practice, which is famous for its generosity, will waste a lot of spiritual medicine. Learning to refine weapons is slightly better, but the price of low-level magic weapons is not much more than the cost.

After one's cultivation is outstanding and resources are tilted, it will be a completely different situation.

Xiaojian sighed: "Then you can choose whatever you want! Other materials are almost the same."

Su Zuo: "..."

The next day, the auction was held at the Wangcheng Auction House.

The alchemists present were missing a few of the highest ranking people.

Approaching the hall, most of the people were discussing yesterday's major events.

"It is said that something happened to the young master of the Shangguan family in the royal city, and many alchemists were robbed."

"Snatched it?"

"The dude wanted to cause mischief in the city and attracted the city guards, but before the city guards arrived, he suddenly disappeared."

"The guards of the Shangguan family finally found him and found that he was beaten with blood, his bones were shattered, and he was poisoned with strange poisons."

"Although I am hanging on to my life, it can be said to be more miserable than death!"

"Looking at his style, there must be a lot of people who hate him. He is really unhappy with the rebirth of heaven... How can we save him? Fellow Taoist, do you have any idea?"

"You're just not talented, why don't you join in the fun? You haven't seen so many knowledgeable alchemists who are still trapped and unable to come back?"

"The Shangguan family's own alchemy master can't save him?"

"The Shangguan family's alchemy master came yesterday and is completely helpless! Now the city has issued a huge reward. If there is someone who can detoxify, the reward is really extraordinary!"

The steward's expression was as usual, and he led Shangguan Ye and his party to the second floor.

The corridor on the second floor was empty.

It is true that the first few seats were sold out.

There are special boxes for the first place in the conference, and even an independent private room for the first place, with a dedicated receptionist.

The auction is about to begin, and the auctioneer in costume walks onto the stage with a smile.

The building became lively, and the chatter became louder and louder.

Su Zuo looked down curiously and saw many alchemists rushing over.

Obviously, due to the pressure from the royal city, the Shangguan family still released the people.

The auctioneer looked worried and looked in this direction.

At this moment, the wooden door of the private room suddenly opened, and a group of people poured in.

The visitor is not good.

Su Zuo looked back and saw an old man who looked like a manager standing there with more than a dozen uniformly dressed thugs. The door was blocked tightly.

Shangguan Ye sat calmly in the seat, putting the tea cup back on the table, his eyes a little helpless.

According to the original plan, this should be to wait and go to the meeting alone.

Now there are a few more half-grown teenagers watching the fun.

The old man who looked like a manager smiled apologetically and said, "Young Master Ye, you made it easy for us to find you. We haven't seen you for many years, and you are really impressive now."

Another person knelt on one knee in front of Shangguan Ye and said sadly: "Master Ye, Master Yi is seriously ill with a strange poison. Please help me."

Shangguan Ye wrote lightly: "I won't save him."

The steward's eyes widened in astonishment, and his tone became more serious: "The Great Elder, please go and see your brothers."

Shangguan Ye sighed very softly: "I am not your young master."

The steward laughed: "I have been working for the clan for decades and have seen you more than once."

Shangguanye seemed to find it ridiculous: "Have you seen me?"

"You go back and send a message to Shangguan Feng to come over."

The old man frowned: "Master, don't toast me and you will be fined if you don't eat."

"Are you going to make people incomprehensible?" Yan Weiran stood up with his sword impatiently, "You have to act quickly. If you don't dare, just leave."

He wanted to see the auction seriously. Could it be that this group of people still wanted to imitate the eighth junior brother and the younger junior sister to rob people?

Is it possible to succeed with such delay?

Just the way they look at picking fights is not enough.

Previously, the Shangguan family paid no attention to the children following Shangguan Ye.

The steward's eyes were gloomy and he looked at them carefully, seemingly thoughtful.

Su Zuo looked at him as he pleased, since he was disguised anyway.

There was the sound of scraping iron armor outside the door, heavy footsteps approaching, and the city guards arrived.

The steward of the auction house, covered in sweat, appeared at the door and said to the steward of Shangguan's family: "Everyone, please go back. Your Majesty has sent word for the imperial doctor to come over."

This is smoothing things over.

The leader of the alchemy conference cannot be coerced by the power of the Shangguan family at this time, at least he cannot be kidnapped from the auction house in the royal city.

Everyone present knew it.