Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was very calm, but in the ears of everyone in the venue, it was like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, making people shiver.

"Zhou...Fellow Daoist Zhou, please leave now."

After seeing Zhou Yiqiao appear, the man's image that he could barely maintain completely collapsed and he said in a hurry.

Since the massacre feast, Zhou Yiqiao's evil reputation has spread throughout the Netherworld Demon Realm.

If in the eyes of outsiders Shen Kuo is a genius who has shown talent for cultivation since childhood, then in their eyes Zhou Yiqiao is an out-and-out murderer!

Talking to such a murderous god, even if the other party doesn't respond, is enough to make this high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage tremble with fear.

As he spoke, he prepared to escape around Zhou Yiqiao.

Unfortunately, he had no chance at all.

A ray of green light suddenly struck from behind him, piercing his shoulder in the blink of an eye, causing him to fall back five or six feet and fall to the ground.

"Did I let you go?"

Zhou Yiqiao walked up to this person and looked at him condescendingly. The dark color in his eyes was even brighter than in the dim venue.

Although the man was hurt by Zhou Yiqiao, he still didn't dare to show any anger on his face. He covered his shoulders and braced himself, looked up at Zhou Yiqiao and begged.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I know I was wrong. I hope you, Sir, will spare me this time."

As he spoke, he looked beggingly at Liu Yun in the distance, eager to seize this glimmer of hope.

"Brother Liu, I'm really sorry. If you need compensation, just ask."

"Whether it's elixirs, techniques or treasures, as long as you ask, I will definitely give you one."

Zhou Yiqiao didn't say anything when he heard this. He turned to look at Liu Yun, giving Liu Yun face.

Seeing that all the Nascent Soul cultivators were looking at him, Liu Yun's pale face returned to a trace of ruddy color. Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly hesitated.

After being silent for a long time, he looked at Zhou Yiqiao firmly and opened his mouth to spit out cold words.

"The rules of the Purple Jade Auction House are that the one with the highest auction price wins. No matter who it is, as long as they intend to lower the price or even rob it, they are the enemies of our Purple Jade Auction House!"

Seeing this, the man was horrified and shouted hurriedly.

"Spare your life, Brother Liu, spare your life!"

"I am willing to work for the Purple Jade Auction House. I just hope that fellow Daoist Liu will spare my life!"

He begged, but Liu Yun seemed not to hear him. With the help of Shen Kuo, he had already recovered from his internal injuries and turned back to the high platform.

Looking at Liu Yun's back, Zhou Yiqiao nodded with great satisfaction.

The reason why he put this person's life and death in Liu Yun's hands was to see if this person could put the interests of the Purple Jade Auction House first.

After all, for a long time in the future, the profit of this purple jade auction house will be several times greater than that of selling pills. Only Liu Yun is loyal enough to help him protect this property.

With his thoughts at this point, Zhou Yiqiao returned his gaze to the monk who looked like a dead dog on the ground.

"Since Liu Yundu has spoken in person, you must die this time."

After he said that, he stepped forward slowly, the cold soul in his hand trembling slightly and making a low sound.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding monks felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

The long sword flashing with cold light was slowly raised, and then cut down lightly.

"laugh."

Blood spurted out and splashed at Zhou Yiqiao's feet, dyeing his boots crimson red.

This sudden change made the atmosphere in the venue solidify. Everyone stared at Zhou Yiqiao with bated breath, for fear of setting themselves on fire and provoking this evil star.

Zhou Yiqiao turned his head and saw that after everyone glanced around, he continued to sacrifice his natal magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and put the man's soul into it, completely cutting off the possibility of the other party's reincarnation.

After doing all this, Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded to everyone.

"Everyone must have noticed that the real owner behind this auction at the Purple Jade Auction House is Zhou."

"As long as everyone can abide by the rules of the auction, Zhou will not take action."

Immediately afterwards, in front of everyone, he leaned over and took off the dead monk's storage bag and threw it to Liu Yun.

"You did a good job this time, this is your reward."

After some actions of killing chickens to scare monkeys and using both kindness and power, Zhou Yiqiao personally restored the venue to its original state and left the auction with his fourth senior brother Shen Kuo.

He was afraid that if he and Shen Kuo continued to stay in the auction, these people would be unable to let go because they were afraid of his power, thus indirectly affecting his own income.

After Zhou Yiqiao and the others left, the monks in the venue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay everyone, let's continue with some minor interruptions during the auction."

Liu Yun spoke up at the right time, drawing everyone's attention to him.

Liu Yun had a strong ability to arouse emotions, and the items Zhou Yiqiao offered this time were indeed of high quality. Not long after Zhou Yiqiao and Shen Kuo left, the atmosphere in the auction quickly became warm again. stand up.

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Time passed, and three days passed quickly.

Wan Gu Mountain, Sword Washing Pond.

In the Shen Jian Building, Liu Yunzheng stood respectfully and reported the proceeds of the auction to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Reporting to the master, the master gave me a total of one hundred and sixteen treasures for this auction, and I prepared eighteen treasures for myself."

"Except for a small treasure that went up for auction, all the remaining treasures were bought at high prices."

After finishing speaking, Liu Yun presented a bulging storage bag with both hands.

"A total of 633 million spirit stones and a drop of Yinglong's essence and blood were sold in this auction."

"Yinglong's essence and blood have been taken away by the owner, and the remaining spirit stones are in this storage bag."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, took the storage bag, confirmed the number, and threw it back to Liu Yun intact.

Under Liu Yun's puzzled eyes, Zhou Yiqiao explained.

"Originally, I wanted to keep hiding behind the scenes to provide you with treasures, but after making such a fuss that day, most of Yongzhou now knows that you are mine."

"Sooner or later, this matter will be reported to the Purple Jade Auction House headquarters. Rather than being prosecuted by them then, why don't you take your brothers away from the Purple Jade Trading Company now and develop freely."

"You take out your share of these spiritual stones, and the rest will be considered as the construction cost of the auction house."

When Liu Yun heard this, he couldn't restrain his excitement.

He bowed his head and kowtowed several times towards Zhou Yiqiao, making a solemn promise.

"The master has such trust and trust that the little one will never forget it."

"Don't worry, Master, the auction house's minor matters will be dealt with as soon as possible, and we will never disappoint Master's expectations!"