Reborn Demon Lord She Holds the Invincible Script

Chiyuan Auction House, the largest and most widely spread auction house in Cangxuan Continent, occupies the most prosperous street in Canglong Kingdom.

A luxurious tower stands here, brightly lit even late at night. There is an endless stream of spiritual practitioners coming and going at the door. The steps at the door are made of lapis lazuli, a precious material for refining tools, giving it a rather decadent look.

Not only that, the guards at the door are all at the level of great spiritual masters.

Except for the aristocrats, ordinary people’s spiritual talents and cultivation resources are insufficient, and many people are stuck at the level of spiritual masters, or even unable to cross the threshold of spiritual practitioners and become true spiritual practitioners throughout their entire lives.

The Chiyuan Auction House hired two great spiritual masters as doormen, which was considered a big deal in the Canglong Kingdom.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that no matter which world you are in, there are places like this that make you spend a lot of money."

Yun Shu, with Lie Zong lying on her shoulder, took a look at the luxurious decoration of Chiyuan Auction House and then walked towards the steps of the gate but was stopped by the guard at the door.

The guard was stunned by the appearance of the young demon for a moment, and even his cold and hard tone softened a bit: "Sir, unless there are special circumstances, you are not allowed to enter without an invitation."

"Yo yo yo, someone was stopped outside."

Yun Shu was just about to take out her alchemist badge when she heard a familiar and annoying voice coming from behind her. Wang Caogen was wearing a festive red robe, looking like a wine jar with a red card on it, and his little eyes reflected a mocking light.

Yun Shu's smile deepened. She raised her hand to straighten her cuffs. Her movements were slow and graceful, like a young man with an aristocratic education. But her eyes were on Wang Caogen.

The little fat man didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes flashed with fear, and he pulled the people beside him into the Chiyuan Auction House in a panic.

Lie Zong said to the fat boy's back: "This kid is also a jerk."

"He's just a kid. He only remembers eating and not being beaten." Yun Shu scratched Lie Zong's chin.

But she felt a little sad in her heart. This continent was so good. If it were in the original world, Wang Caogen's arm, which was broken by her at noon, would take at least a hundred or eighty days to recover.

After a brief interlude, Yun Shu showed her alchemist badge and made her way to the front desk without any obstruction.

The young man's stunning appearance made the old man behind the glasses at the front desk's desk droop his eyelids for a moment. He looked Yun Shu up and down and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Yun Shu placed the jade bottle containing the beauty pill on the front desk: "Senior, sell the beauty pill."

The old man raised his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and his cloudy old eyes suddenly reflected a gleam of light. He picked up the jade bottle, uncorked it, put the bottle mouth to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Under Yun Shu's casual gaze, the old man poured out the beauty pill, and after looking at it carefully, the look he gave Yun Shu was no longer as contemptuous as before.

"What's your name?"

Yun Shu was like a very polite and good child, and said, "Junior Yun Shu."

The old man asked again: "Did you make these beauty pills? Are you an alchemist?"

Facing the old man's endless questions, Yun Shu calmly replied: "I made the pills. I just passed the assessment of the Alchemist Union today."

Yun Shu's words seemed simple, but the old man heard deep meaning in them.

Passing the assessment today does not mean that you have become an alchemist today. Although the beauty pill in the jade bottle is only the simplest second-level pill, each of the five pills in the jade bottle is a top-grade pill.

The old man was a spiritual master with profound cultivation, and also a shrewd and experienced businessman. He determined the potential value of Yun Shu in just a few breaths, and his attitude became much kinder.

"Yun Shu, right? I'm the head of the Chiyuan Auction House in Canglong Country. You can call me Old Fu."

Yun Shu followed his instructions and said, "Mr. Fu."

"Each of these beauty pills can be sold to you for one thousand low-grade spirit stones. Are you satisfied with this price?" The old man's lenses reflected light as he looked at Yun Shu's reaction.

"Since Mr. Fu has made the offer, of course I am satisfied." Yun Shu acted humble.

Five hundred low-grade spirit stones are enough for an ordinary beauty pill. Mr. Fu’s high price is due to the high quality of the beauty pill. As for other reasons, Yun Shu can probably guess them.

It's just that he wants to win Yun Shu over because of her talent.

But smart people don’t tell everything. It’s enough to keep many things clear in mind.

When Mr. Fu saw Yun Shu like this, he showed some appreciation in his eyes: "You have such an amazing talent, and your character is calm."

He has traveled the world for many years and has seen too many geniuses who ended up in a dead end because of their pride in their talents.

Yun Shu stroked the cat in her arms, her expression calm: "Mr. Fu, you are joking. There are always people better than you. It is better to be more restrained in your behavior."

Lie Zong looked at Yun Shu strangely.

convergence?

Does beating Feng Xing unconscious in front of the head of the Feng family during the day count as restraint?

Mr. Fu said directly: "Boy, how many beauty pills do you have left? Chiyuan Auction House wants them all."

The beauty pill is not very useful, but it is a hot commodity among female cultivators. No matter how many there are, there is no worry about not being able to sell them.

Yun Shu hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you sure?"

She has practiced a lot.

"Of course I am sure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sack stuffed full of things appeared on the front desk.

Bang Dang Dang...

The noise was so loud that many people stopped to watch. Fortunately, there were guards maintaining order inside, so the front desk was not surrounded by people.

Yun Shu leaned out from the side of the sack and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, this sack is filled with the beauty pills I made. The quality is the same as the pills I showed you just now."

When she thought about how she was about to become rich, Yun Shu couldn't suppress the smile, and even the look she gave to Mr. Fu was tinged with sincerity.

"Mr. Fu, I want everything you just said."

Mr. Fu obviously didn't expect Yun Shu to drag out a sack of pills. He raised his hand to hold up his glasses that were about to fall and said, "Ahem... Of course."

After saying that, he took Yun Shu to the inner room.

Inside the room, Mr. Fu sat on the chair in the middle, Yun Shu sat next to him, and the people from Chiyuan Auction House were checking the pills in the sacks one by one.

It was the first time for everyone to see pills in sacks, and they looked at Yun Shu with curiosity.

Shortly after.

"Mr. Fu, there are a total of 300 beauty pills, all of which are of top quality."

The speaker's tone was filled with shock. Who on earth was this young man who could produce so many top-grade elixirs at one time?

Yun Shu lazily leaned back on the chair, not at all surprised by the visitor's words: "Mr. Fu, how is it?"

Elder Fu stroked his beard and waved his hand to signal everyone to leave: "Of course I keep my word. Wait here for a while. I will go and settle the spiritual stones for you."

Mr. Fu turned and left, leaving the man and the cat in the room.

Seeing that no one was around, Lie Zong jumped onto the table and looked at the teapot on the table. Yun Shu saw this and asked sideways, "What's wrong?"

Lie Zong turned his head and said: "This teapot is not ordinary."

Yun Shu nodded, her expression calm: "The teapot is a low-level spiritual tool that can keep warm and heat things up."

The Chiyuan Auction House is also very generous. The spiritual energy that many people have been searching for is just like an inconspicuous teapot here.

Lie Zong was about to say something when a noise came from outside the half-open door.

"Young Master, you can't go in..."

"Everyone, get out of my way. I want to see who this person is who can make Mr. Fu so anxious."