Report to the Lord God, the Demon King has the ability to read minds

"My master is a famous tenth-grade alchemist. If you offend me, you will suffer.

I advise you to give me the alchemy furnace, otherwise I will make you pay!"

"Thank you. I'm already pretty enough, you don't need me to tell you."

Zhou Chang: ...

shameless.

Did I mean that?

"Also, your master being a tenth-rank alchemist has nothing to do with you. You're talking as if you are that tenth-rank alchemist."

It's like everyone is a tenth-grade alchemist.

She still has many poison pills whose efficacy is unknown.

If he wanted to die, she could use him to test the effectiveness of the medicine.

"Does your master know that you are ruining his reputation like this? If I run into your master someday, I will have to tell him about how you used his reputation to bully others and ruin his reputation."

Zhou Chang pointed at her angrily, but couldn't say anything.

"If you can't say anything harsh, just get out of the way."

Zhou Chang glanced at Mo Xin viciously, then turned and left.

Now he is still in the territory of Treasure Pavilion, but Treasure Pavilion is no longer the Treasure Pavilion of previous years.

He can't be allowed to cause trouble here.

Let this kid live for a while.

After Zhou Chang left, the servant worriedly reminded her to be careful.

Zhou Chang is a narrow-minded, cruel and selfish person, but he has a tenth-grade alchemist behind him, so no one dares to do anything to him.

Those who had bought things in the Treasure Pavilion before but were weak later found that they were killed and their treasures were taken away.

The treasures bought by those who were stronger appeared in Zhou Chang's hands.

As for who killed those weak ones, the murderer is self-evident.

Those people were those who had offended Zhou Chang or contradicted Zhou Chang.

"Nothing, thanks for the reminder."

After Mo Xin went out, he felt a presence following him not far away.

Mo Xin ignored him and walked into the auction hall.

Mo Xin took out the black gold card, and the servant respectfully led her into a private room on the third floor.

Only those with VIP cards issued by the Treasure Pavilion can enter the private room on the third floor.

The VIP cards of Zhenbao Pavilion are divided into blue gold card, purple gold card, black gold card and silver gold card.

Each card requires a certain transaction amount to be obtained.

The Black Gold Card and Silver Gold Card can only be obtained by people with a certain influence in the mainland.

Compared with the black and gold cards, the silver and gold cards require a larger spending limit.

The first floor is for those wealthy independent cultivators or aristocratic families.

The second floor is where the royal families or aristocratic families of various countries live.

Zhou Chang was standing at the back and couldn't see what kind of card Mo Xin had. He could only see the servant respectfully leading him to the third floor.

Zhou Chang narrowed his eyes.

What kind of card did this guy have?

But it is definitely not the Black Gold Card or the Silver Gold Card.

His master only got a black-gold card, so how could this kid have both a black-gold card and a silver-gold card?

Mo Xin was led into the box by the servants, where he drew talismans while waiting for the auction to begin.

She draws the talisman very quickly.

Swish, swish, swish, Mo Yin drew talismans one by one and placed them on the table.

If there were outsiders present, they would probably be frightened to death by the speed at which she drew the talisman.

How can someone draw talismans so quickly? !

By the time the auction started, Mo Xin had already drawn one hundred explosive talismans, one hundred immobilization talismans, and one hundred lightning-inducing talismans.

The auction began, and the first item to be auctioned was the top-grade magic weapon.

The starting price was 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and someone offered 15,000 low-grade spirit stones at the beginning.

Finally, it was bought by a guest on the second floor for 50,000 low-grade spirit stones.

The next auction item is a rare medicinal herb - Xuanyin grass.

The starting price is fifteen thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than one thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

"Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones." Mo Yin made an offer.

"Twenty-five thousand."

This sound is common.

He also wanted this medicinal herb.

"Thirty thousand." Many people made bids.

Soon, the price of this medicinal herb was raised to 50,000 low-grade spirit stones.

"Fifty-one thousand."

"This distinguished guest on the third floor bid 51,000 low-grade spirit stones. Is there anyone who can bid higher than him?"

“Fifty-one thousand once, fifty-one thousand twice, fifty-one thousand three times, deal!

Congratulations to this distinguished guest for taking the photo of Xuanyin grass."

Most of the items auctioned by Mo Xin below are medicinal herbs, and Zhou Chang is present in all of them.

When Mo Xin took pictures, he took pictures too.

Both of them gained something.

When he saw the next item coming up for auction, Mo Xin sensed a familiar scent.

The servants came up carrying something covered with a red cloth that looked like a cage.

It aroused everyone's curiosity.

It looks like this should be a monster.

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth.

Inside, a small bird with gorgeous feathers was leaning against the cage.

A pair of red eyes stared at everyone coldly.

"This is a mythical beast, the Phoenix. I don't need to explain the value of a mythical beast, but the tendons and veins of this mythical beast are all broken. The starting price is 500,000 low-grade spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. The auction begins!"

The people below were boiling with excitement.

The mythical beast Phoenix, everyone wants to own it.

Although all the meridians in this divine beast's body were broken, she was still a divine beast, and healing her would bring them endless benefits.

Mo Xin met those red eyes.

His eyes turned cold, and a cold murderous intent appeared in them.

"Wait a minute."

Mo Xin called a halt to the auction.

"What questions does this young master have?"

"She is not an auction item, she is my best friend."

The voice seemed to contain ice chips, making people shiver with cold.

The others are incredible.

"Who knows if what you said is true, maybe you want to keep the beast for yourself!"

"She is your best friend, and she is also a divine beast. She is being auctioned off as an item!"

"Anyone can get this divine beast. If you have the ability, buy her back."

Everybody was shouting.

Ever since Mo Yin started speaking, the phoenix had been staring at the box where she was.

When she wanted to speak, she could only make a "chi chi chi" sound.

The auction was suspended and the person in charge of the auction came to negotiate with her.

"I will not let her be humiliated like this, she is my best friend, she is not an object.

As for your losses, I will find a way to make up for it.

To be honest with you, the tenth-grade elixir to be auctioned next was made by me. If you don’t believe me, I can make it myself and show you.

If you agree, I will give priority to selling the elixirs I refine to your Treasure Pavilion."

Having said that, both parties are smart people.

There was no way Mo Xin would allow Di Feiqing to become an auction item.

If the Treasure Pavilion insists on auctioning Di Feiqing, then her elixirs will appear in the Treasure Pavilion's rival store.

Even if she had to pay a price, she would take Di Feiqing away.

If what this person said was true, then his talent for alchemy was simply terrifyingly strong.

A tenth-grade alchemist is scary, but a talented alchemist is even scarier.

This person stated without hesitation that he was a tenth-rank alchemist. In addition to his friendship with the mythical beast, he might have something to rely on.

It is not advisable to offend an alchemist with super talent.

Mo Xin refined a furnace of pills in front of them, personally confirming her identity as a tenth-rank alchemist.

The person in charge of the auction would not choose to offend him.

The profits gained from auctioning the divine beast would only be temporary, and it would also offend a talented tenth-grade alchemist and her supporters.

On the contrary, if they agreed to his request, the benefits they received would be permanent.

As for those people outside, he will also find ways to appease them.

The people outside didn't know how they negotiated, they only saw the servants carry the cage down again.

They were anxious.