After a short while, the auctioneer packed up the clothes and brought them up respectfully.
Song Qingyun looked at Chu Yanshu blankly,
"Junior brother, you are so rich!"
Pei Jingxing glanced at him,
"He is a talisman cultivator, not a sword cultivator. Is it abnormal to have a small amount of money?"
It's not like him. A poor swordsman dares to keep pets. He won't be able to make money for eight lifetimes.
Song Qingyun: "..."
Sword cultivator deserves death!
Chu Yanshu handed the clothes to Sang Luo with a slight smile,
"This fairy dress matches my senior sister very well."
There was a faint smile in the young man's eyes, and he seemed to be willing to fight her to the end if she didn't accept him.
Sang Luo was a little confused as to what Goubi wanted to do, so he paused briefly and put away his clothes.
She came to this broken world just because of this dog, so it was natural for her to accept some clothes from him!
And...she touched the black card given by her second senior brother in her pocket.
She actually wanted to buy it and had enough money, but she was used to saving money and subconsciously rejected the high-priced fairy clothes.
If she had known that this dog was buying clothes for her, she would have taken a photo of it with her second senior brother's card.
"..."
After waiting for a while, the Xuanbing Chalcedony that the second senior brother requested finally arrived. What surprised Sang Luo was that this thing was not the last item.
The starting price is 170,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
Miss etiquette had just hit the hammer, and someone immediately raised the price to 390,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
Sang Luo was amazed at the speed. Pei Jingxing rested his chin lazily and gave professional advice.
"Just increase it to 500,000, and the highest price is almost there."
Sang Luo shouted out the price of 500,000 spirit stones, thinking he had a chance to win.
But the next moment, the voice of the girl who had just snatched clothes from her appeared.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand."
Sang Luo continued to add more money,
"Six hundred thousand."
But then, the girl spoke again,
"Seven hundred thousand."
Sang Luo paused for a moment, and Pei Jingxing looked at her with a smile.
"Just keep adding more. There is nothing in this world that our Xuanyuan Sect cannot afford."
Although this Xuanling Chalcedony has exceeded its own value, Lu Huai only has this little money.
And Pei Jingxing was also happy to see Lu Huaizhi bleed more.
So Sang Luo also experienced the feeling of spending a lot of money,
"Eight hundred thousand."
In another box, the girl frowned,
"Who is in box number 5? Why is he always trying to steal things from us?"
The boy beside her also frowned slightly,
"The clothes are fine, but Senior Brother's injury requires Xuanbing Chalcedony."
The girl looked at the boy,
"But, we only have one million spiritual stones."
Although she is a talisman cultivator, she started late and is not a master of talisman formations. She has only made so little extra money in the past few years.
As for the second senior brother, although he started earlier, he practiced both talismans and swords, focusing on swordsmanship. He learned talisman arts just to have a side job to subsidize the losses of practicing swordsmanship, and he didn't save much money.
The young man gritted his teeth,
"Immediately raise the price to 1.2 million!"
He still has 200,000 here, so he can add them all together.
"good!"
The girl gritted her teeth and shouted out the price.
"1.2 million."
But soon, Sang Luo in Box No. 5 increased the price again.
This time, there was silence in their box.
Xuanbing Chalcedony was finally sold for 1.3 million.
But on the senior brother's side... the girl gritted her teeth and looked at her second senior brother,
"Senior brother, how about we end the wait and go to them to 'buy' some and bring them back."
Senior Brother's injury cannot be delayed.
Black ice chalcedony is hard to find, and now, this is the only way.
The young man was silent for a long time and finally nodded.