There will definitely be no shortage of money this time

Author: It’s not my fault that I delayed the manuscript

There will definitely be no shortage of money this time

On this day, Ling Xiuyuan got up early. After getting up, he also woke up Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan who were still sleeping next to them.

"Old Ling, what are you doing up so early in the morning?" Mo Fan yawned sleepily.

"Today is the day when we go to the auction house. Whether you can get your spiritual thunder depends on today's auction, and can you sleep? You are really big-hearted!" Ling Xiuyuan was sorting out his things.

Said the clothes.

"Damn!" Mo Fan exclaimed and suddenly woke up. He got off the bed, rushed into the bathroom and started washing up.

On the side, although Zhao Manyan was also awakened by Ling Xiuyuan, he was not as excited as Mo Fan.

"The auction is at ten in the morning. Why did you wake us up at seven in the morning?"

Faced with Zhao Manyan's dissatisfied question, Ling Xiuyuan replied in a brisk tone: "I have something to sell at today's auction, and I need to prepare it in advance.

But if I was the only one who needed to get up early, I felt a little unbalanced, so I called you two."

Zhao Manyan listened to Ling Xiuyuan's humorous answer and saw Ling Xiuyuan's expression that showed no regrets and even a hint of satisfaction. His mouth opened slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

"That's it. Mo Fan comes out and tells him for me that we will meet at the door at half past nine!"

After saying that, Ling Xiuyuan waved to Zhao Manyan, turned around and walked out of the dormitory, not forgetting to close the door.

When Mo Fan finished washing and walked out of the bathroom, what he saw was Zhao Manyan staring at the dormitory door with a dull look.

Mo Fan was a little confused and glanced around the dormitory, then turned to ask Zhao Manyan: "Where has Lao Ling gone? And Lao Zhao, get up quickly, we have to rush to the auction house!"

Zhao Manyan turned around and glared at Mo Fan.

"Have you ever seen any auction house open after seven o'clock in the morning? That guy Ling Xiuyuan had to go out early today because he had something to do, and he deliberately didn't let us have a good night's sleep!

Besides, my family paid for your spiritual seed, and my family took care of the entire auction for you, so what do you have to worry about?"

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that he had been tricked by Ling Xiuyuan. After scolding him angrily, he turned around and lay back on the bed.

But this time he was tossing and turning on the bed, thinking about what Ling Xiuyuan had just said about the auction, but he couldn't fall asleep...

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At 8:30 in the morning, a taxi slowly stopped on the roadside in front of Mingzhu Master Tower. A handsome man opened the door and got out of the car. It was Ling Xiuyuan.

After walking through the door and taking the elevator to the Magic Association Hall in the Lower Sphere, Ling Xiuyuan walked in in one direction with ease.

While walking halfway, greetings and compliments from passing staff came from time to time, and Ling Xiuyuan nodded in response.

"Master Ling, good morning."

"Master Ling, did you come here to learn forging from Master Huo again today?"

"Master Ling came here so early to learn from Master Huo. You are really diligent!"

Although Ling Xiuyuan and Huo Tuo did not publicize the news of Ling Xiuyuan's apprenticeship with Huo Tuo, the staff in the Pearl Tower had already guessed something.

After all, Ling Xiuyuan often came in and out of Huo Tuo's forging room at will, and he was also very familiar with Huo Tuo's other apprentice. They often passed the hall of the Mage Association together, talking and laughing.

Ling Xiuyuan could not deny the news. After all, it was nothing to be ashamed of.

Well...assuming those people don't know about his recent works!

After walking into Huo Tuo's exclusive forging room, Ling Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the news of his apprenticeship with Huo Tuo spread in the Pearl Tower, these staff members have become more and more enthusiastic about him, even to the point of being scary.

In the house, Huo Tuo, who was busy processing materials, heard the door knock and turned to look at the door. When he saw Ling Xiuyuan walking in, he let out a cold snort.

"Are you a traitor...are you here again today to tinker with your new magic tools that are not doing your job properly?"

Ling Xiuyuan sneered twice and said flatteringly: "Master, don't be angry. All my magic tools are not useless. At least I can produce one more magic tool than others!"

Huo Tuo sneered after hearing Ling Xiuyuan's words.

"Have you forgotten one thing? Can your so-called new magic tool be worn by men?

I think your motives for spending a long time making this kind of magic tool were not pure!

Can't you learn more from your senior brother and learn how to make some serious magic tools?

I know your talent is good, but you can’t just waste your talent like this!”

"My magic tools are not serious at all. Their functions are almost the same as normal magic tools... Okay, the shape I chose is a little bit weird, just a little bit!"

Ling Xiuyuan argued for himself with a look of annoyance, but facing Huo Tuo's increasingly unkind gaze, Ling Xiuyuan hesitated for a moment and admitted that his magical possession was a bit deviant.

"Anyway, your wings have hardened and you no longer take my master's words to heart.

I shouldn't have praised your ideas for the magic tools you made for yourself, otherwise you wouldn't have intensified your efforts to come up with these crooked ways..."

After Huo Tuo finished speaking, he stopped talking to Ling Xiuyuan who was standing at the door, lowered his head and continued to deal with his materials.

Ling Xiuyuan diligently stepped forward, took the materials from Huo Tuo's hands into his own, and started to follow Huo Tuo's steps in a familiar manner.

"Didn't I think that kind of magic equipment would be easier to sell? Master, don't be angry.

Besides, how can I trouble you, old man, to do such a trivial matter? I, my disciple, can help you!"

When Huo Tuo saw that his subordinates' work was taken away by his disciples, he took advantage of the situation and sat down on a chair not far away to rest, but he scolded Ling Xiuyuan without mercy.

"Ha! You can tell your conscience, are you really trying to sell your magic equipment?

When I was young, I was, ahem...

In short, I know all about your dark little thoughts, I just don’t bother to expose you!”

In less than half an hour, all the various materials on the operating table were processed by Ling Xiuyuan and placed on the operating table in categories.

Ling Xiuyuan had just sorted and put the materials away when he stretched out a hand and picked up a processed material on the table.

Huo Tuo put the materials in his hand in front of his eyes and examined them carefully. After observing for a moment, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"It was handled very well. Even if I were to handle it, I wouldn't be able to do it any better.

Although part of it is the reason for your peculiar flame, being able to smelt the material into this is enough proof that you have enough talent and have been practicing unremittingly."

After speaking, he put the materials back on the operating table.

"Okay, brat, every time you come here early, you must have something to ask me for, so tell me as soon as I'm in a good mood."

Ling Xiuyuan chuckled and said a little embarrassedly: "I'll always come to you to borrow your soul vessel, and I can send it back to you in the evening."

"Hmm? What do you want the revenant vessel for? Forget it, the thing is in the drawer on your left. After taking the thing, leave quickly and don't be an eyesore in front of me!"

After Huo Tuo finished speaking, he waved his hand towards Ling Xiuyuan and turned to look at the materials on the table, intending to use these materials to make a magic tool.

Ling Xiuyuan rummaged through the drawers on the side for a while, and finally saw the pendant-like vessel for dead souls.

He picked up the vessel of the dead soul and put it into his pocket. He turned around and saw that Huo Tuo had begun to forge the magic weapon with all his concentration, so he walked out of the forging room quietly.

After walking out of the forging room, Ling Xiuyuan came to the front desk of the hall.

"Open a temporary meditation room for me. It only takes half an hour. Is there any ready-made one?" Ling Xiuyuan knocked on the table at the front desk and asked.

When the front desk staff saw it was Ling Xiuyuan, they quickly lowered their heads and checked on the computer to see where there were any vacant meditation rooms.

"Master Ling, go upstairs and turn right, B24, this is the access card. Please return the access card when you are done with it."

Ling Xiuyuan took the access card, nodded to the staff, turned and walked towards the elevator.

At the same time, he also secretly lamented in his heart that since the news of his apprenticeship with Huo Tuo spread among the Magic Association, he could occasionally enjoy some privileges.

There are some meditation rooms in the Magic Association, but normally, you need to make an appointment in advance to use these meditation rooms, and you will not be immediately assigned to a meditation room.

The main reason why he was able to get the meditation room immediately this time was that he was Huo Tuo's direct disciple.

Huo Tuo received very high treatment in this magic association, and he was also able to enjoy certain conveniences within a certain range.

Entering the meditation room, Ling Xiuyuan took a moment to look at the environment inside the meditation room.

After looking around, Ling Xiuyuan could only say that it was indeed a meditation room built for the Magic Association. The area alone was large enough. The area of ​​this meditation room was almost as large as a small training ground!

However, this meditation room was so large that it was just right for Ling Xiuyuan to summon Amethyst. He was worried that he had not summoned Amethyst for too long and was a little unfamiliar with Amethyst.

Amethyst is his summoned beast, because the scales of his summoned beast resemble Amethyst, so he simply named the summoned beast Amethyst.

He raised his head and looked around, seeing that there were no surveillance cameras in the room, and began to connect to the star track of the summoning system.

As the brilliance of the moonlight flashed by, a deep dragon roar sounded in the room.

"Amethyst, just lie here and be quiet for a while. I'll come and feed you when I'm done."

Ling Xiuyuan patted Amethyst's head and saw it lying down quietly, taking two steps to the side and sitting on the ground leaning against its body.

Ling Xiuyuan's consciousness sank into his spiritual world and communicated with the strange fire in his body. He wanted to take some essence from the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Fire and sell it.

After a while, Ling Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes, and two green light spots flew out of his chest, and then he put the two light spots into the vessel of the undead.

One of the two light spots was caused by the scaly demon mother who was killed not long ago, and the other came from a warrior-level elemental demon.

Ling Xiuyuan stood up, wondering what kind of good price these two spirits could be sold for. When he turned to look back at his summoned beast, he saw a scene that surprised him.
To be continued...