This monk is a bit mean

After clearing out Mrs. Neon’s goods, Yunshu met the pretty boy again in the luxurious box of Yichun Building.

He told a big lie to the pretty boy.

"Xiao Bai... Yuncao, the origins of your goods are really questionable. Many merchants don't dare to buy them. I have only sold half of the goods now, and I don't know when I can sell the remaining half."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shu. Madam has already told us that this batch of goods is indeed a bit tricky. Please take your time. We are not in a hurry."

"Okay, when the goods are shipped out, I will deliver the spirit stones together!" Yun Shu said and was about to get up and leave.

The pretty boy Yuncao quickly stopped him: "Master Shu, you must not do that!"

"What? Aren't you in a hurry?" Yun Shu asked in pretended confusion.

"We are not in a hurry to ship the goods, but can we settle part of the payment for the goods that have already been shipped?"

"Hahaha...well...no rush, no rush!" Yun Shu laughed casually, trying to get away with it.

"This is urgent!" Monk Yuncao's tone began to become unfriendly.

Four or five figures slowly appeared behind him.

They are all handsome monks with handsome looks and slender figures.

The cultivation levels of all of them are above the Cloud Tree, having reached the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

"What? You want to fight?" Yun Shu sneered.

"We dare not, we dare not. We just want to get back the spirit stones that our wife deserves from Master Shu." Yuncao spoke more confidently after having a few companions to support him.

But it’s still not as hard as Yunshu!

"I didn't bring it!" Yun Shu responded domineeringly.

Then the door of the luxurious box was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Lao San, Jian Qi and Yan Lao from Yichun Building walked in.

"Everyone, everyone, please discuss this properly. Don't hurt the harmony. Although our Yichun Building is a small place, fighting is strictly prohibited."

As soon as Mr. Yan entered the room, he felt the tense atmosphere in the room. He quickly changed his identity and acted as a peacemaker.

He also took out a strange token from his waist and waved it in front of these handsome monks.

When the handsome monks saw this strange token, their faces suddenly changed.

They looked at each other, then whispered a few words and said to Yun Shu, "Three days, we will come back to find Master Shu in three days and get back the spirit stones that belong to us."

After the handsome monks finished speaking, they stood up and left the luxurious box without caring whether Yun Shu agreed or not.

Yun Shu curled his lips at the backs of the few people, and then immediately turned his gaze to the ancient token in Old Yan's hand.

"Mr. Yan, can you let me see the token in your hand?" Yun Shu said to Mr. Yan with fiery eyes.

When Mr. Yan heard Yun Shu’s words, he felt panicked.

There was a flash of gray light in his hand, and the token disappeared without a trace.

Then he laughed at Yun Shu: "Small things, small things, not worth mentioning!"

"Hmph! Old fox, let's go!" After saying that, Yunshu swaggered out of Yichun Tower with Lao San and Jian Qi.

Three days later, Yunshu asked the third brother to give the other party the spirit stones equivalent to half of Madam Neon’s goods.

As a man who keeps his promises, Yunshu finally did so.

However, Yunshu did not intend to return the remaining half of the cargo of spirit stones to the other party.

Of course, Yuncao’s handsome monks didn’t know that Yunshu had already sold all his goods.

The small vendors on Huili Street also look down on the handsome guys who live off them, so it is impossible for the handsome monks to get the truth from the small vendors.

They were still naively waiting for the other half of the cargo of spiritual stones.

Yun Shu had already taken their spirit stones to participate in an underground auction where many cultivators in the God Transformation Stage gathered.

The auction was held in a mysterious manor in the east of Wubian City.

Powerful restrictions were set up in the manor, and the cultivation of all cultivators who entered the manor to participate in the auction was suppressed to the Jindan stage.

Everyone who attended the auction was required to wear a black cloak and a special spirit beast mask on their head.

Yunshu deliberately chose a dog-head mask with goat horns.

"Biaozi, I miss you!" Yunshu said to himself the moment he put on the mask.

Only then did he realize that after putting on the mask, his voice had changed and no one could tell who he was by his voice.

Yun Shu, wearing a mask, was brought to the hall of the mysterious manor by a golden monkey puppet.

The hall was already filled with monks wearing various masks.

Yunshu tried to release his spiritual sense.

It was found that the spiritual consciousness could only leave the body half a foot.

It is impossible to peek at what others look like.

As more people entered the hall, the auction was about to begin.

A burly man wearing a black lion mask walked up to the auction table in the middle of the hall and cleared his cough.

The monks in the hall all focused their eyes on him.

"Thank you all for your support! Without further ado, our auction will begin immediately!"

The big man wearing a black lion mask snapped his fingers in the corner of the hall, and two charming women wearing fox masks walked up to the auction stage, each holding a brocade box.

"The first treasure of this manor is now up for auction!"

"A Soul-Capturing and Soul-Locking Flute! It was the magical instrument carried by Soul-Breaking Master, the number one soul cultivator in the Beiming Continent. It can play a special tune to control the souls of cultivators, causing the three souls of cultivators to scatter and the seven spirits to be locked up under the strange sound of the flute."

"The starting price is two million spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than fifty thousand spirit stones. The highest bidder wins. Start bidding now!"

The first treasure to be auctioned was a sky-high priced item worth two million spirit stones, which opened Yun Shu's eyes.

Although he also wanted this flute, the starting price was two million spirit stones, which really scared Yunshu.

He didn't want to be the unlucky one and spend two million to buy a broken flute.

"Two million and a half million!"

Yunshu didn't want to, but someone else was willing.

A man in a goat mask in the crowd was the first to make an offer.

"Two million, one hundred thousand! A man in a rat mask made the second offer in a cold tone."

"Two and a half million!"

"Two million six hundred thousand!"

"Two million eight hundred thousand!"

"three million!"

Finally, this soul-locking flute was bought by a female cultivator wearing a turtle mask.

Yun Shu knew who the female cultivator with the turtle mask was at a glance.

"Hmph, you slut. You come out to show off as soon as you get some spirit stones!" Yun Shu snorted in his heart.

He knew that the female cultivator wearing a turtle mask was Madam Neon.

As soon as Yun Shu asked the third brother to send her a large sum of spirit stones, she started to squander the money at the auction.

"Now we will start auctioning the second item." The first treasure was sold at a high price of more than three million, which was considered a good start.

The big man with the black lion mask was in a good mood. He quickly took out the second item for auction.

"Seven-aperture exquisite flower! It grew on the corpse of an ancient cultivator. It is said that this kind of strange flower can only grow on the corpse of a cultivator with a seven-aperture exquisite heart."

The big man with the black lion mask paused and continued to introduce: "This rare flower can be refined into the legendary elixir "Seven Turns to Resurrection Pill". I don't need to introduce this "Seven Turns to Resurrection Pill" in detail!"

"The starting price for a Seven-Aperture Exquisite Flower is 500,000 Spiritual Stones. Each bid cannot be less than 10,000 Spiritual Stones. The bidding starts now!"

"You only have the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Flower here. Do you have the method to refine the Seven-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill?" A female cultivator wearing a civet cat mask asked in the corner of the hall.

The big man in the black lion mask shook his head.

Several people sighed in the hall: "What a pity..."

"Six hundred thousand spirit stones!" Yun Shu, who was wearing a dog-head mask, was the first to make a bid!