Chapter 70 Auction
Ten days later, the group arrived in Linzhou City and stayed at Linfu Inn.
Li Yeshan, Shi Zhouyun, and Zhi Xiaocao went out to inquire about the Jingshui Sword.
Ning Fusang was practicing in the house. After helping Zheng Xiaohui refine the wolf pill, the spiritual power in her body has never been restored.
Dozens of spiritual stones, which quickly lost their aura, were refined and replenished the depleted spiritual power of her Qi Sea.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door.
Ning Fusang opened her eyes, got down and opened the door. Zheng Xiaohui said outside, "Senior Sister Ning, do you want to eat?"
"Li Yeshan and the others are back. They may have found out the whereabouts of the Jingshui Sword."
Dinner was a casual thing, and discussing Jingshui Sword was the main purpose of everyone getting together. Ning Fusang hummed and went downstairs with Zheng Xiaohui.
She also wanted to know what happened to the results of Li Yeshan and the others who went out to explore Jingshui Sword.
Seeing Ning Fusang and Zheng Xiaohui coming downstairs, Zhi Xiaocao stood up and waved, making Zheng Xiaohui find his place immediately.
There were exquisite dishes on the table, and there was a strong smell of fireworks. Zhi Xiaocao made way for Ning Fusang and sat next to Shi Zhouyun.
"Senior Sister Ning, the news about the Jingshui Sword has been found."
Ning Fusang motioned to Li Yeshan to continue.
He said maturely and solemnly: "There is a Qinglin Chamber of Commerce in Linzhou City. The president is Lin Gu, the eldest son of the city lord of Linzhou City. Lin Gu will hold an auction in the next three days, and the Jingshui Sword is on the auction list."
Zhi Xiaocao peeled the crab in a low voice and muttered: "The Jingshui Sword fell into the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce, how can we get it back?"
"A spiritual sword costs thousands of spiritual stones."
Zheng Xiaohui only felt her eyes darken. She didn't expect this task to be so difficult.
"Is there any post about the auction?" Ning Fusang asked calmly.
Li Yeshan nodded, took out two posts with the words "Qinglin Chamber of Commerce" written on them from his sleeve, and handed them to her: "I only got two."
Ning Fusang forwarded a post to Zhi Xiaocao and said calmly: "Zhi Xiaocao and I are going to the auction, and you guys will meet us outside the auction house."
Li Yeshan is shrewd, Shi Zhouyun is stable, and Zheng Xiaohui is the person with the highest cultivation level besides her. She should feel more at ease if they are put outside.
Zheng Xiaohui was a little dissatisfied as to why Zhi Xiaocao could go to the auction but she couldn't. She hadn't seen the auction yet and wanted to see it for a long time, but when she looked at Ning Fusang's eyes dotted with cold stars, the words on her lips couldn't be said. I swallowed it consciously.
She felt a little guilty.
Zheng Xiaohui knew that if she hadn't helped her, those rampant forces would have damaged her meridians long ago.
But she never thanked Ning Fusang, so she always lacked confidence when facing her.
"If there is no objection, the matter will be settled."
Ning Fusang's eyes turned around, and everyone shook their heads, not daring to have any opinions.
She took the post and got up to go back to the room.
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Time passed by and it was three days later.
Ning Fusang and Zhi Xiaocao went to the auction building of Qinglin Chamber of Commerce.
As soon as he entered Yaling Pavilion, Zhi Xiaocao's eyes lit up.
There are six floors in this attic. The lobby at the bottom is crowded with monks. From a glance, they are mainly first-level monks. On the ironwood platform in the center, a woman wearing a light red dress always maintained a decent smile. Zhi Xiaocao felt that she was good-looking, but her smile seemed to be pasted on, and had no real sense of beauty.
The two handed the post to the maid and were led to a single room on the second floor to sit down.
As soon as the maid left, Zhi Xiaocao couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister Ning, we have no money. We can't buy the Still Water Sword at the auction."
Ning Fusang raised the corner of his mouth: "Who said we want to buy it?"
She looked serious: "We are robbing."
Zhi Xiaocao:......
He glanced out guiltily, pulled Ning Fusang's sleeve, and lowered his voice: "Senior Sister Ning, behind the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce is the Lord of Linzhou City, we cannot afford to offend him."
"The Lord of Linzhou City is said to have reached the seventh level!"
He was afraid that he would be hacked to death before he even left the Yaling Pavilion.
Ning Fusang lightly brushed his sleeves, and his tone did not change: "We are not robbing the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce, we are robbing the unlucky guy who bought the Jingshui Sword."
"Once we leave Linzhou City, the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce will not care about where things go."
Zhi Xiaocao's eyes widened, could this be done?
He looked confused: "Wouldn't this be good..."
Ning Fusang looked at him: "You can also buy back the Jingshui Sword with four to five thousand spiritual stones."
Zhi Xiaocao closed her mouth angrily.
How could he possibly get so many spiritual stones? Even if he had them, he wouldn't be able to part with them.
Down below, the auction has begun.
The first item to be auctioned was a piece of spiritual jade. The starting price was worth five spiritual stones. Zhi Xiaocao's brows jumped when he heard this.
The key is that the price of this spiritual jade continued to rise, and it was finally bought by a masked female cultivator at the first level for thirty spiritual stones.
Zhi Xiaocao sat back on the stool and muttered to himself: "If the price of the items at the auction is raised like this, the buyer will suffer a huge loss."
"Otherwise, how will the Chamber of Commerce make money?" Ning Fusang said casually.
Her eyes swept over the people in the lobby, memorizing each person's characteristics. The second-level spiritual sword is not considered precious in the chamber of commerce, and the guests in the private room look down upon it, so the Jingshui Sword is most likely to be bought by the casual cultivators in the lobby.
People who buy swords are most likely to practice swordsmanship, so Ning Fusang locked in a few candidates.
In the corner of the hall, there was a monk in black clothes. He raised his hand and pulled his cloak. There was a thin layer of callus on the knuckle of the index finger of his right hand.
The second-level female cultivator in the back row was leaning against the door. Ning Fusang noticed that her expression was a little unnatural. From time to time, she raised her hand to touch the back of her earlobe. She must have changed her face. The mask was not attached properly, or the material was inferior. itching.
After observing the clothing and behavior of several people, Jingshui Sword finally appeared.
The female cultivator on the high platform introduced with a smile: "The next lot is a second-level spiritual sword. The name of the sword is 'Still Water'. The starting price is two thousand spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than two hundred spiritual stones." ”
There didn't seem to be many sword cultivators on the field, with only three or four people bidding. After two rounds, the price of the Still Water Sword reached 4,200.
Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from the single room on the second floor: "Four thousand and five."
Ning Fusang followed the sound and looked over, but the door blocked her from seeing the identity of the buyer.
Several voices in the lobby withdrew from the bidding, and the Still Water Sword was delivered to the buyer by the maid. The other party had no intention of leaving and seemed to want to participate in the next auction.
Ning Fusang remembered the location of the room and asked Zhi Xiaocao to go back first and tell Xin'er where to stay.
It wasn't until dark that the auction finally came to an end. Ning Fusang walked out of Yaling Pavilion. Shi Zhouyun followed him and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister Ning, they live in the Laiyi Inn across the street. Li Yeshan asked me to come over. Let me tell you, he has already moved in."
(End of chapter)