"Not many people know this."

Chu Yuan scratched his head.

"However, there are some rumors in the academy."

"Because of his last name."

"Last name is Mo?"

Ye Qingli narrowed his eyes.

If she remembers correctly.

The head of the ten major families in Tianxing City is also named Mo.

Moreover, the Mo family also runs an auction house.

Different from Rong's Auction House.

The reputation of Mo's Auction House is not outstanding.

However, this does not mean that they are not strong.

On the contrary, they specialize in dealing with high-end customers.

Many of the rarest treasures on the Star Continent were sold through Mo's Auction House.

There is a rumor that all Moh's Auction Houses have an admissions system.

Only masters above the monarch level are eligible to receive invitations.

Those who have not reached the monarch level cannot even enter the threshold.

"It is said that Shopkeeper Mo was exiled here because he offended someone in his family. He has been here for decades."

"If there is such an opportunity to turn around, he will definitely not miss it."

Chu Yuan smiled slightly.

"I like this."

Ye Qingli narrowed his eyes.

"I like working with ambitious people."

"I'm not afraid of what he will get from me, as long as he has the ability."

Ye Qingli believes that soon, they will be able to stir up trouble in the seminary!

"By the way, my friend, how many pills did you bring for auction?"

Thinking of those high-grade elixirs refined by Ye Qingli.

Chu Yuan felt salivating.

"There are about ten bottles."

Ye Qingli said lightly.

She refined these all by herself while hiding in space.

If it were really refined in public, it would be too shocking.

"How can a bottle of elixir be sold for tens of thousands of spiritual points?"

Qiao Xuan swallowed his saliva.

After all, it is also the elixir of Medicine King Perfection.

It should be sold at a high price.

In his opinion, tens of thousands of spiritual points are already an unimaginably huge wealth.

Don't forget, before Ye Qingli came.

Qiao Xuan only gets by on a hundred spirit points every month.

See his stupid look.

Ye Qingli shook his head.

"Isn't there that many?"

Qiao Xuan scratched his head.

"If it's not enough, then ten thousand is just so-so."

"It's one hundred thousand."

Chu Yuan looked at this second-rate junior brother speechlessly.

Even if Huangyuan is not good at refining medicine.

However, he is still a disciple of the academy and has learned all the basic knowledge.

You don’t even know how precious a medicine king consummation level elixir is?

"Oh oh oh!"

Qiao Xuan's eyes were suddenly filled with little stars.

"One hundred thousand bottles, then ten bottles is one million..."

"Oh my God, one million spiritual points!"

"I have never seen so much money since I was born!"

"This time, we are going to be prosperous!"

"It must be developed!"

"Did I say it was a bottle?"

Ye Qingli poured a basin of cold water on him again.

Just when Qiao Xuan felt that he had been surprised and deceived by them many times, and his little heart almost couldn't bear it.

Ye Qingli had already calmly thrown a time bomb at him.

"I said one."

"thump!"

Qiao Xuan fell directly to the ground.

"One...one?"

He felt that his brain was somewhat insufficient.

One bottle contains five pills.

If it's ten bottles, it's fifty pills.

If each pill has 100,000 spiritual points...

That’s five million!

Oh my gosh!

"No, I can't do it anymore."

"Let the spiritual point come and drown me."
Chapter completed!