"Get out! You shameless people, you still want us sisters to drink with you? You don't find a mirror to look at yourself, you're so shameless!"

Nan Wan'er is not a vegetarian. As the saint of the Demon Dragon Sect, she will not be scared by these villains in the Golden Elixir Stage.

"Yoyou, my little mouth is quite powerful. I like to ride a fierce horse. The more you scold me, the more I like it. Come on, I will scold you a few more words. I like it. Swear, hurry up and scold me?"

Su Ruobai, who was burying his head to tidy up his spirit bag, heard Nan Wan'er cursing with others, immediately raised his head, glanced at the people in front of him, and his face suddenly turned dark.

"In front of me, you dare to bully my friends? Are you sure you were not stuck in your head when you went out? I counted to three, and if you don't disappear from our eyes, I promise you will pay the price."

As soon as this said, the monk with pig-backed face in charge immediately said coldly: "Boy, don't you look at our cultivation level? You can't scare us in the mere Foundation Establishment Stage. Those who know the truth will give us these two girls to us, otherwise I will take your life!"

"One, two, three! Time is up, you have no chance."

Speaking of this, Su Ruobai straightened his waist and suddenly shouted loudly: "Come here, someone teases good women, is anyone concerned? Come here, look, these guys are bullying here because of their high cultivation level! Come here, come here!"

His shout was really extraordinary, and almost all the monks around him looked over.

Before the auction was over, the female cultivator standing on the round table immediately looked ugly.

"Defying thief, do you dare to act wildly in the sword-making city? Don't you want to live anymore? Where is the guard? Blast them out for me!"

Those Jindan stages wanted to rely on their high cultivation level to scare Su Ruobai and force Su Ruobai to give up the two female companions around him. However, Su Ruobai actually pulled his neck and shouted, "This kid is really... really cruel."

There will be guards in any place for monks to trade, otherwise, who would dare to buy things? What if someone killed him and seized the treasure?

This is not the first time Su Ruobai has entered and left such places, and he is familiar with it. He doesn't need to take action at all. If he shouts a few times, someone will definitely care about it.

Now, with the order of the female cultivator who was in charge of the auction, the eight Golden Elixir-stage guards immediately walked over quickly.

"Who is playing wild in the sword casting city? Leave quickly, otherwise you will be killed and unpardoned!"

When the Jindan stage monks saw that the guards were coming, they did not dare to be arrogant and quickly fled out of the city. However, the pork-shaped monk left a few harsh words to Su Ruobai before leaving.

"Boy, I can't move you in the sword casting city. After you leave the city, I must make you look good."

When Su Ruobai heard this, he laughed and said, "I will leave the city after the auction. Remember to wait for me at the East City Gate. See you!"

Of course, this matter cannot be settled like this, otherwise it would be Su Ruobai, who is not vengeful.

The auction continued and a lot of good materials were displayed.

Su Ruobai was not ruthless and took pictures of them all.

Before I knew it, I finally arrived at the last item.

"This is a ten thousand-year-old blood jade, which is unexpectedly obtained by an unknown cultivator in the ancient battlefield. Although it is not a magic weapon, if he refines his weapon, he will definitely condense the soul of the weapon in one fell swoop and refine the supreme magic weapon. The starting price of one hundred top-grade spirit stones, you can bid."

As soon as he heard the word "blood jade", Su Ruobai's eyes lit up. You must know that his little broken knife was added to the same shape because of a small piece of blood jade.

If he used the same material to refine a magic weapon, would he also reach the level of a small broken knife?

"Fan Chuan, will we take pictures of this ten thousand-year-old blood jade?"

"Photo! I am determined to win this piece of blood jade that I have forever!"

After hearing what he said, Nan Wan'er cleared her throat and asked for a bid.

But unexpectedly, someone actually made a bid first.

"Five hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

Seeing that Su Ruobai had been staring at the box containing blood jade on the stage, Nan Wan'er immediately bid loudly: "Six hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"A thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

No one competed for the previous materials, but the last piece of blood jade encountered a challenge.

Nan Wan'er looked at Su Ruobai again and wanted to ask for some opinions.

But Su Ruobai was fine. He didn't know what was beautiful when he thought of, so he covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Nan Wan'er was a little speechless, but Su Ruobai said before that she was determined to win, so she had nothing to worry about.

"One thousand one hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"One hundred top-quality spirit stones!"

The guy who bids again spoke and even bids directly with the best spirit stone. A top spirit stone is equal to one hundred top spirit stones, and one hundred top spirit stones, that is ten thousand top spirit stones.

Nan Wan'er pouted and said unwillingly: "Two hundred top-quality spirit stones!"

"Five hundred top-quality spirit stones!"

"Six hundred top-quality spirit stones!"

"A thousand top-quality spirit stones!"

The bids were getting higher and higher, and finally they all rose to 5,000 top-grade spirit stones.

Nan Wan'er dared not bid anymore. She knew that the 5,000 top-grade spirit stones were no longer a small amount. Judging from Su Ruobai's income and input in the past few days, she probably won't be able to earn so many top-grade spirit stones in a year after selling them.

But she stopped bidding, but Su Ruobai made a bid by herself.

"Ten thousand top-quality spirit stones! Grandma's, if you fight with me, I will accompany you if you sell it!"

It can be seen that Su Ruobai was already angry. He wanted this ten thousand-year blood jade to refine the spiritual treasure. Today he said that he would not let the blood jade fall from others' hands.

But sometimes it’s so annoying. Ten thousand top-quality spirit stones are already a sky-high price. The guy who never gave up has raised the price again!

"Thirty thousand top-quality spirit stones!"

Su Ruobai was a little confused. Thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones? Now he only has more than 30,000 top-grade spirit stones left in his spirit bag. Although he earned more than 50,000 top-grade spirit stones from the demon cultivator (Nan Zhentian), last time he ate more than 10,000 yuan in one breath because of warming Zi Su. In addition, he consumed it every day for so many days, so there were only so many leftover spirit stones.

What to do? Give up? But what if you use this ten thousand-year blood jade to create a spiritual treasure? It can at least sell hundreds of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones?

But he didn't dare to gamble. What if the cultivation failed? That would be a waste of money!

He turned his head and looked at the guy who was bidding. He turned out to be a masked man in white. He looked like he should be a man, and his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Why did such a guy compete with him for this ten thousand-year blood jade? Could it be that it was also used to refine spiritual treasures?

"No, since I want to be the world's number one weapon refiner, how can I give the materials to others today? I have to take a gamble if I succeed!"

Making up his mind, he immediately whispered: "Thirty thousand and one top-quality spirit stone!"

The man in white saw this and looked at him, but he did not make another offer.

"Since no one has made a offer, this ten thousand-year-old blood jade belongs to this fellow Taoist."

Although he had bid for this ten thousand-year-old blood jade, Su Ruobai couldn't be happy. He worked hard and had some savings, and he spent all of them all at once.

If he couldn't refine the spiritual treasure, he would probably have the desire to die.

But there was no way. Now that things have come to this point, what's the use of regret? He has made a decision. After he goes back this time, he will start to refine weapons and use up all the materials. He will start to practice in seclusion, striving to reach the Golden Elixir stage in one fell swoop!

By then, he should be not far from the world's number one weapon refiner!

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