After the eldest sister was reborn, she practiced both spiritual and martial arts

"Junior sister from Qingxuan Sect, you don't know how to refine weapons, but you insist on competing with your seniors for weapon-refining materials!" A female voice suddenly interrupted the bidding between Ye Qingqing and the old man.

The auction room suddenly became as quiet as a chicken, and everyone wanted to know who was talking.

Ye Qingqing recognized the woman's voice, but she ignored it.

Xie Mingxuan, her, Yang Yuanzong, and other fellow brothers and sisters were also on the second floor. They were several boxes away from Ye Qingqing.

Cao Lili recognized Ye Qingqing's voice as early as when Ye Qingqing asked to raise the price. She didn't want Ye Qingqing to get what she wanted, so she couldn't help but speak out.

Now, Cao Lili deliberately told everyone about Ye Qingqing's identity. Even if she took the photo, some people would covet her.

"Cao Lili, shut up." Xie Mingxuan finally couldn't help but roared.

A few days ago, he regretted agreeing to take her out of the sect. At this moment, if he didn't have a trace of rationality left, he would have wanted to kill her with one palm.

Inside the box, other disciples of Yang Yuan Sect also felt that Cao Lili had gone too far, and they all made up their minds to stay away from her in the future.

When Xie Mingxuan recognized Ye Qingqing's voice, the auction had already begun. He didn't want to disturb Ye Qingqing at that time, so he planned to greet Ye Qingqing and Jiang Wanwan after the auction was over.

Now that Cao Lili had treated him like this, he didn't have the face to see Ye Qingqing and Jiang Wanwan again.

"Haha! What this young man said is, if you are willing to give this item to me, I can give you a fifth-grade magic weapon as a thank you." The old man on the third floor said along with Cao Lili's words.

"Senior, you should keep the magic weapon for yourself. If you want one, I can make it myself." Ye Qingqing rejected the old man in a cold voice.

"Tsk, just pretending. I'm afraid you will never be able to refine a fifth-level magic weapon in your lifetime."

Seeing that Ye Qingqing ignored her, Cao Lili continued to provoke her.

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Xie's junior sister is really going too far!" Jiang Wanwan said angrily.

"Don't pay attention to her. Just treat her as a barking dog." Ye Qingqing took a spiritual fruit from the table and gave it to Jiang Wanwan, saying with a smile.

Ye Qingqing was not angry. She had already remembered Cao Lili in her heart. Now was not the time to punish her.

Jiang Wanwan took the spiritual fruit and took a bite angrily. Her upbringing prevented her from arguing with Cao Lili in front of so many people.

Ye Qingqing then turned to the screen and said loudly, "Isn't it that entering the auction hall depends on one's own ability? When did it become a concession?"

Although Ye Qingqing's voice was not very loud, it was loud enough for all the monks present to hear.

"Haha! This young man is right. Even though he is not a weapon refiner, he got the job based on his ability. He is not like some people who take advantage of their age and shamelessly bully the younger generation."

Among the many people in the auction hall, a cultivator heard what Ye Qingqing said and mocked her.

At this moment, the old man on the third floor blushed instantly. He felt a little embarrassed to be called shameless at his age.

But now he hated the talkative Cao Lili even more, and also hated Ye Qingqing who competed with him for the photo of the black stone.

"Ahem! The auction continues."

The female auctioneer on the stage was suddenly interrupted by Cao Lili and was stunned for a moment. Now she came to her senses and continued to auction the items.

Only Ye Qingqing and the old man were still bidding. Everyone wanted to know who would win the bid for the black stone.

Ye Qingqing continued to bid: "Eight million medium-grade spirit stones..."

"Eight million middle-grade spirit stones at a time..."

"One hundred and eighty thousand twice..."

Maybe the old man didn't have enough spirit stones, so the bidding for this black stone stopped when Ye Qingqing offered eight million medium-grade spirit stones.

Ye Qingqing could finally breathe a sigh of relief. You know, one top-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred mid-grade spirit stones.

To convert eight million medium-grade spirit stones into top-grade spirit stones, Ye Qingqing would have to take out eighty thousand top-grade spirit stones.

As for the old man on the third floor, he was just as Ye Qingqing had expected. As a weapon refiner, he used a lot of spirit stones to buy some rare weapon refining materials.

The old man didn't expect that there would be star stones among the items in this auction, but he didn't have enough spirit stones on him.

He kept looking at Ye Qingqing's box, and only looked away after thinking for a long time.

Soon, the black refining material was brought into Ye Qingqing's box by the clerk in the auction house.

"All the spirit stones are in here, count them." Ye Qingqing picked up the black stone and examined it carefully, confirming that it was the black stone she had photographed.

Then he handed the storage bag that he had prepared long ago, which contained 80,000 top-grade spirit stones, to the waiter.

"Okay!" The waiter stepped forward and took the storage bag that Ye Qingqing handed over.

"That's right, fellow Daoist, the spirit stones are ready. I won't disturb you two anymore." After checking with his spiritual sense and taking out the spirit stones from the storage bag, the waiter returned the storage bag to Ye Qingqing, said goodbye and left the box.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Xie Mingxuan's box was very quiet.

Finally, Xie Mingxuan couldn't help but take action. After Cao Lili spoke for the second time, he used talismans to immobilize her.

At the same time, it also sealed her mouth, making her unable to speak.

Seeing this, none of the other brothers and sisters in the box dared to plead for Cao Lili. Of course, no one sympathized with Cao Lili, because it was her fault for not being able to control her words.

I haven't seen Senior Brother Xie, who is always good-tempered. He was so angry with her that he wanted to kill someone.

The others were thinking at the same time that if Junior Sister Cao wasn't the daughter of Yang Yuan Sect's Master Cao Feng, she would have been beaten to death by Senior Brother Xie by now.

That’s right, if Xie Mingxuan hadn’t been concerned about the sect’s Master Cao Feng and didn’t want to embarrass his father in the sect, he would have probably killed Cao Lili long ago.

Xie Mingxuan closed his eyes at this moment, thinking about what gift he had in his storage ring that could be used to apologize to Junior Sisters Qingqing and Wanwan.

The auction continued. Ye Qingqing and Jiang Wanwan were not interested in the next few items, but Xie Mingxuan bid for a magical weapon in the box.

"My fellow Taoists, the next item to be auctioned is an eighth-grade medicinal pill - the Mirror-Breaking Pill." The female auctioneer introduced.

"What? An eighth-grade Mirror-Breaking Pill!" All of the guests in the auction hall were excited.

Both the monks in the box and the monks in the hall were discussing it.

Although this eighth-grade elixir is not very rare and precious, no one is willing to put the eighth-grade Mirror-Breaking Pill up for auction.

They are mainly the main materials for refining the Broken Mirror Pill. Spiritual herbs such as Ice Lotus Fruit and Lingxu Grass are very rare and their growing environment is extremely harsh. Many cultivators use them to break through their own cultivation.

However, these were nothing to Ye Qingqing. She had planted a lot of them in her space, and she used them to refine a lot of Mirror-Breaking Pills.

However, she herself thought that the eighth-grade Broken Mirror Pill was not a precious and rare elixir, and would not fetch many spirit stones at the auction.

"Wow! Senior Sister, I didn't expect so many cultivators would want the Broken Mirror Pill." Jiang Wanwan was very excited. She also thought that the pill that Senior Sister took out was not worth many spirit stones.

She didn't expect that there were so many people discussing it before the auction even started.

The female auctioneer looked at everyone's reactions on the stage and introduced with a smile: "This eighth-grade Broken Mirror Pill has a starting price of 500,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each bid increase must be no less than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"The starting price is only 500,000 low-grade spirit stones?" a cultivator exclaimed.

"Five hundred and one thousand low-grade spirit stones..." Someone immediately made an offer.

"Five hundred and twenty thousand...low-grade spirit stones"

"Five hundred and seventy thousand...low-grade spirit stones..."

The bids were heard one after another, and the female auctioneer on the stage had no chance to get a word in. After a short while, the price in the hall on the first floor had reached 590,000 low-grade spirit stones.

When the price in the lobby on the first floor reached 650,000 low-grade spirit stones, the customers in the private rooms on the second floor gradually began to bid: "660,000 low-grade spirit stones..."

Ye Qingqing and Jiang Wanwan were very happy in the box.

Jiang Wanwan took Ye Qingqing's arm and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, if you had known this earlier, you would have auctioned off more pills, which would have been enough to cover the price of the black stone!"

"Haha! I didn't expect the Broken Mirror Pill to be so popular." Ye Qingqing scratched Jiang Wanwan's nose, then said with a smile: "But things are valuable because they are rare. If more pills are taken out, there may not be so many people fighting for them."

Jiang Wanwan nodded in agreement and said, "Yes! Senior Sister, you are right."

While Ye Qingqing was talking to Jiang Wanwan, the price of the Broken Mirror Pill had been called out, which was one hundred and eighty low-grade spirit stones.

The cultivator in the right box on the third floor began to bid: "One hundred and ninety low-grade spirit stones..."

"Two million..." Just as he finished speaking, another person came out.

In the end, Ye Qingqing's Broken Mirror Pill was bought by a cultivator in the box on the third floor for 2.8 million low-grade spirit stones, which made Ye Qingqing and Jiang Wanwan very happy.