The Evil Emperor's Beloved

A quarter of an hour later, Jing Wenhao successfully signed a contract with Suzaku.

Soul Contract! As expected, the divine beast still has its own bloodline that cannot be despised.

A divine beast is a divine beast!

But it’s not bad either. At least Jing Wenhao and Zhuque can be said to have a soul connection and will never leave each other.

On the other hand, it also shows that the soul compatibility of both parties is required to be high, and Jing Yueli made the right decision to contract Suzaku to Jing Wenhao.

"Good, good, this is your chance." Old Master Jing was very satisfied with the result.

Soul contract, this contracted beast is the right choice.

That's right! Jing Yueli raised her eyebrows, smiling.

Old Master Jing couldn't help but remind him, "However, Wenhao, with your current level of cultivation, try not to release the Suzaku."

"Besides, the Suzaku is still in its infancy. Taking it out will only bring you endless troubles. It can't help you at all now."

Jing Wenhao also knew this truth and responded. "I know, Grandpa! I will be careful."

"Why are you showing your big teeth, girl?" Old Master Jing turned around and saw Jing Yueli standing there with a silly smile.

"Uh, no, no, I'm just happy for my brother! Hehehe..."

Jing Yueli looked up and down, not at the two people in front of her. Then she pretended to eat some pastries and immediately walked to the chair next to her.

Seeing my sister like this, my heart was filled with something called happiness.

"Thank you our Li'er, brother is very happy and very blessed!" Jing Wenhao was rarely sentimental.

"Of course, of course, we are a family, right?"

"Yes, Li'er is right, don't be so pretentious here, you're giving me goosebumps!"

This heartwarming scene was instantly doused by a basin of cold water.

Jing Wenhao felt a flock of crows flying overhead!

Grandpa only knows how to sabotage him.

The barrier outside was removed as their contract was completed.

However, the people in the box knew nothing about this.

The later the auction items are, the rarer they become.

Everyone in the box on the second floor joined in, and the competition became increasingly fierce.

"Lot No. 24, the Youyun Sword. This sword is extremely sharp and made of black iron. It can cut iron like mud. The Youyun Sword is about two feet long. There is a golden dragon pattern on the hilt that is faintly visible. When it is wielded, there seems to be a dragon roar. The most special thing about this sword is that it has a sword spirit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword spirit appeared as Luo Yan swung it, and the entire sword flashed with cold light.

Just as described, Luo Yan threw the Youyun Sword into the air, and the sword moved autonomously in the hall on the first floor.

Luo Yan waved his hand again, and the Youyun Sword fell steadily on the auction table again.

"Lot No. 24, Youyun Sword, starting price 20,000 taels, each bid increment must not be less than 100 taels, auction begins."

"What a great sword!"

"Cough, cough cough..." Jing Yueli was choked by the shouting from the hall on the first floor.

"Li'er?" Jing Wenhao shouted nervously.

"Nothing! Cough, cough." Jing Yueli was speechless, but who was so talented to shout out such a slogan?

"Thirty thousand taels!" The people on the second floor were very wealthy, and I don't know who raised the price to ten thousand taels right away.

"Kid, even if you want this sword, you have to proceed step by step. If you show your intentions too obviously, it will be easy for others to see through your intentions!" said the old man in the box to the young boy beside him.

"Yes, Great Elder, Mu Cang knows."

The Great Elder nodded. Mu Cang was a prince and young. Although he acted rashly sometimes, he listened to advice.

The slightly taller man next to him just smiled and said nothing.

The people in this private room are the royal family and elders from the Apocalypse Kingdom.

"But, but I really want it!" Mu Cang still looked aggrieved and expressed his thoughts.

"Okay, brother will take a picture for you!" Brother Liu Muyun spoke.

The younger brother, having received the assurance, grinned, his eyes full of trust in his brother.

"Fifty thousand taels." After a while, the price of the Youyun Sword was raised to fifty thousand taels.

Luo Yan on the stage also smiled and continued to bid.

"Fifty thousand taels, is there anyone else who wants to raise the price?"

"Fifty-one thousand taels"

...

"Fifty-five thousand taels"

...

...

Although he got his brother's guarantee, the price kept soaring. Liu Muchang couldn't sit still and kept glancing at his brother.

Finally, under his brother's expectant eyes, Liu Muyun made a bid.

"Sixty thousand taels!"

"Sixty thousand taels, is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

.......

"Sixty-one thousand taels"

Someone made another bid for the private room on the second floor!

"Do you know who it is?" The Great Elder also spoke.

"It's the Crown Prince of Ziyun Kingdom!" Liu Muyun replied. He was no stranger to the Crown Prince of Ziyun Kingdom, Ye Zhengzhe.

Both of them are top figures in the royal families of the two countries, and they can still recognize his voice.

The Great Elder: "It seems that he is determined to get this sword!"

"What should I do..." Listening to the conversation between his brother and the great elder, Liu Muchang became even more anxious, and he almost got up and walked back and forth in the box.

"Don't worry, I'll go negotiate with him." With that, the elder left the box.

After a while, the Great Elder returned to the box.

Nodded at Liu Muyun.

"Sixty-five thousand taels" Ye Zhengzhe's box was offered again.

"Bid your bid," the elder gestured to Liu Muyun.

"Sixty-six thousand taels."

"The bid for box number three on the second floor is again sixty-six thousand taels. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?" Luo Yan spoke again as usual.

Wait a minute...

...

Luo Yan: "Sixty-six thousand taels for the first time, sixty-six thousand taels for the second time, sixty-six thousand taels for the third time, lot number twenty-four, the Youyun Sword, belongs to the guest in box number three on the second floor."

"Bang!" The auction hammer fell.

"That's great, that's great!" Liu Muchang jumped up.

During the time when the Great Elder was out, they negotiated with the Ziyun Kingdom that if everyone participated in the bidding for the next item, they would voluntarily give up the item.

The Youyun Sword has a sword spirit, so the price is not high at all, and Liu Muyun is very satisfied.

Jing Yueli's box also made the same comment, "This sword has a sword spirit, 66,000 taels, worth it."

Mr. Jing was generous in his comments.

Jing Wenhao also nodded in agreement.

So far, Jing Yueli and her friends have only bid on one egg, and have not taken a fancy to the rest.

"Ding-ling~" the halftime bell rang.

It suddenly became noisy outside.

The servants also began to add tea and pastries to each box.

Everyone also took this opportunity to start inquiring about the news in each box.

In order to avoid trouble, Jing Yueli's private room had never been opened from the beginning.

Their private room was fully stocked with food and drinks, so there was no need for servants to pass them in.

"Box No. 9 has never been opened! Can we find out anything?"

Almost every box has this question, but there are also smart ones who start to eliminate it!