Although Lin Mingyuan was quite interested in this piece of scrap metal, he was not a fool.
He wanted to know more about the Demon Eye, so he became curious when he saw the middle-aged monk's expression.
"Well, boss, you tell me the origin of this piece of scrap metal, and I will buy it."
Lin Mingyuan ignored Ning Hentian's obstruction and spoke directly to stop.
Naturally, it is impossible to use the opportunity to use the spirit stones given by the system when buying this kind of thing. However, after completing many counterattack missions, Lin Mingyuan's wealth was still able to come up with five thousand high-grade spirit stones.
"Donor Lin, there is a scam at the moment."
Kunai kindly reminded him that many unscrupulous monks fabricate the origins of various treasures to commit fraud, and buyers often spend a lot of spiritual stones only to find out that they are worthless.
Especially...
This piece of scrap metal looks inconspicuous.
When the middle-aged monk heard what Lin Mingyuan said, his expression changed.
Finally, the Taoist monk beside him couldn't help but speak first.
"Young heroes, you don't know something. This piece of scrap metal is not a good thing!"
When the middle-aged monk heard this, he quickly yelled.
"Did I ask you to talk too much?"
His expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he was obviously very concerned about this piece of scrap metal.
Lin Mingyuan was even more interested. Regardless of whether it was a serial trick or not, just because it came from near the Demonic Eye, it was worth listening to.
The female monk seemed to have been dissatisfied for a long time, and there were faint tears in her eyes.
"You young heroes, you don't know that my brother was killed by welding with this piece of scrap metal!"
"oh?"
Lin Mingyuan and others were very surprised. How could a small piece of scrap metal kill someone?
"Why!"
The middle-aged monk seemed unable to control his emotions and turned around, not stopping the Taoist monk from speaking.
"That day, the three of us wanted to take my brother to see the world near the Demonic Eye. As long as we didn't get close, there would be no danger."
"This is also true. We walked around the neighborhood several times and nothing happened."
The female monk's expression was dim, as if she was talking to herself.
"Suddenly, my brother said that his foot seemed to be pricked by something. When he pulled it out, it turned out to be a piece of iron."
"We didn't pay much attention at the time. My brother even kept the piece of iron as a souvenir."
"We didn't take it seriously and just let him accept it. But what happened next, we didn't expect!"
"Brother, brother, he died suddenly not long after. When we arrived at the scene, he was already..."
The woman was already crying and was very emotionally broken.
The middle-aged monk held her in his arms and comforted her constantly.
"What happened?"
Lin Mingyuan asked, and Ning Hentian and Kunai on the side also cast curious glances.
The middle-aged monk took over the conversation and continued in a low voice.
"When we arrived at the scene, we found that her brother's entire face was haggard, as if someone had sucked all his energy away. We only found this from the soles of his feet."
The middle-aged monk pointed to the iron piece.
"It was this piece of iron that pierced the sole of his foot. No wounds were seen on his body!"
The middle-aged monk finished the story in one breath, with a heavy expression on his face.
When Lin Mingyuan and others heard this story, they also looked at each other.
I didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary piece of iron would have such an origin. No wonder it was considered an unlucky thing.
"I understand. I'll buy five thousand high-grade spiritual stones."
Lin Mingyuan already had an idea in his mind.
The more extraordinary the origin of this piece of iron, the more he wanted to buy it. He calculated carefully that his net worth would be enough to make up the five thousand spiritual stones.
"Okay, take it!"
The middle-aged monk was also decisive and agreed immediately.
If his brother hadn't lost his life because of this piece of iron, he would have thrown it away long ago.
Lin Mingyuan reached out and took out the storage bag from his arms, about to take out the spirit stone.
At this moment, a discordant voice sounded from the side.
"I'll give you six thousand high-grade spiritual stones. I want this piece of scrap metal!"
Lin Mingyuan's hands froze and he looked aside.
The person who spoke was none other than Hou Yu, who had been following everyone.
At this time, he was looking at Lin Mingyuan arrogantly, obviously provoking.
"Shop owner, six thousand high-grade spiritual stones, this piece of scrap metal belongs to me!"
"But, it's them..."
The female monk opened her mouth, but was stopped by the middle-aged monk.
He recognized Hou Yu, who had an unusual status in Youdu.
I simply can't afford to offend a casual cultivator like me.
"This, the transaction belongs to the pricer. Since he pays a higher price, it belongs to you."
The middle-aged monk smiled at Hou Yu and said, who would think there are too many spiritual stones?
Ning Hentian frowned. Although he didn't know why Lin Mingyuan was so fond of a piece of scrap iron, Hou Yucai's behavior was obviously looking for trouble.
"Fellow Daoist Lin took a fancy to this thing first. Isn't it a bit against the rules for you to suddenly intervene?"
Hou Yu smiled disdainfully and explained without hesitation.
However, Zhao Xuan stood up and spoke for him.
"Trading is on a first-come, first-served basis. Whoever produces the most spiritual stones will get it. How can there be so many rules?"
Hearing these words, Qing Ling glanced at Zhao Xuan with disgust.
The three of them are all disciples of the Shushan lineage. Zhao Xuanyi not only did not help Lin Mingyuan, but also suppressed him in every way, which was really annoying.
Zhao Xuan didn't flinch when he felt Qing Ling's gaze, but looked straight at him.
"Junior Sister Qingling, I advise you to stay away from this little devil. If you show off even if you don't have a spirit stone, you are really embarrassing Shushan!"
There was a sneer on Zhao Xuan's lips. He just couldn't bear to see Qing Ling being close to others, especially being friends with Lin Mingyuan, his mortal enemy.
He wants Qing Ling to understand that waste is waste after all, and even if he gets lucky, he is just an ant, which is far different from him, Zhao Xuanyi!
Even Kunai couldn't stand the arrogance of the two of them, so he whispered into Lin Mingyuan's ears.
"Donor Lin, I have some extra money here, little monk, you can use it first."
Although Kunai looks kind, he is a real arhat with angry eyes. If this kind of thing happens to him, he will inevitably show his true form as an arhat and teach him a lesson.
"No need."
Lin Mingyuan declined his kindness.
When it comes to spiritual stones, he has too many, but only a few that he can use for himself.
He didn't want to owe a debt of gratitude, let alone use up a precious opportunity to use the spirit stone because of a piece of scrap metal.
His real purpose is to get the best piece of scrap metal at the auction, and he won't force it if he can't get it.
"Since you like this piece of scrap metal so much, I'll give it to you."
Lin Mingyuan had a clear mind and was not angry because of it.
Are you taking advantage of six thousand high-grade spiritual stones?
He's not that kind of stupid guy.
Hou Yu looked at Lin Mingyuan coldly and laughed contemptuously.
There was contempt between his eyebrows.
Although Zhao Xuanyi regretted that Lin Mingyuan did not take the bait, he was also very happy in his heart.
This time I have killed his spirit. Let’s see how he can be arrogant in front of me in the future!
"Little devil, are you leaving now? You haven't squandered all the spiritual stones, have you?"
"Be careful what you say in the future, don't embarrass my Shushan disciples!"
Zhao Xuanyi felt very happy.
Sure enough, this kid was eating the old tricks left by Lin Shanhe before, but now his true colors are revealed.
Let Qing Ling see who is the most knowledgeable among the younger generation in Shushan!
Lin Mingyuan just smiled faintly when he heard his provocation, turned around and left.
Instead of wasting time here, he might as well go shopping and gain a lot. The Green Auction is still waiting for him.
Just when everyone was about to leave, a voice sounded, stopping Lin Mingyuan's footsteps.
"Seven thousand high-grade spiritual stones, I want them!"