The prices for bids kept rising, and everyone's enthusiasm remained high.
Everyone was vying for this sycamore sapling.
It wasn't until someone bid out a high price of five million spiritual jade that the number of bidders suddenly decreased.
"Seven million spiritual jade!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were persuaded to retreat, and now there are still three or four people left bidding.
Yunzheng saw this and after triggering the small ball, he immediately started shouting, "Seven million and one hundred thousand spirit jade!"
At this moment, in the private room on the fourth floor, when the Seven Killers and others heard this, some unknown meaning flashed across their faces.
The old man in dark green robes had a dark face, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.
Ning Xiaoyu stood up, picked up the small sound transmission ball on the table, and then sneered: "This woman has harmed Senior Brother Ling and been ridiculed by others. I will never let her go! Since she wants to get this ten thousand year phoenix tree,
Tsk tsk, delusion!”
At this time, a male disciple with a narrow face glanced at Ling Moran, then smiled and echoed:
"Junior Sister Ning's words are reasonable. Not only did she cause Brother Ling to lose face, she also caused Elder Ling to lose the opportunity to auction the "Art of Ten Thousand Poisons". We must not let her go easily!"
The other Seven Killers sect also followed suit and even praised Ning Xiaoyu.
When Ning Xiaoyu heard these words, she instantly felt filled with a sense of justice and responsibility.
A mere girl from a small sect who is not popular in society dares to slap their Seven Killers sect in the face again and again?
Ning Xiaoyu thought this way, and used her spiritual power to inspire the little ball, with a sweet voice that contained a bit of arrogance and domineering arrogance.
"This lady offers nine million spiritual jade!"
Everyone was shocked that this sycamore sapling actually had nine million spiritual jade. They originally thought that eight million spiritual jade had reached its limit.
I didn't expect that...
At this time, Ning Xiaoyu's sarcastic and arrogant voice sounded again, "Some people are trying to make themselves look fat without looking at their origins. The one I am naming is you - the Five Elements Spirit Sect."
My little ancestor!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned.
Five Elements Spirit Sect? Little Ancestor?
It sounds very familiar.
Suddenly, someone slapped his thigh and said, "I remembered that the head of the Eighteenth-Level Sect, which caused a commotion in the Nanyang airspace some time ago, specially sent people to the remote Dongzhou just to pick up a teenage boy.
Little ancestor!"
"I remember it too!"
"What? That weak little ancestor also came to this auction?"
Someone said strangely: "Hey, I know people from the Five Elements Spirit Sect, but I didn't see them on the first floor..."
"Most of the people in the private room on the fourth floor are from tenth-rate sects, so how did such a weak little ancestor get into trouble with such a big sect?"
"People from a backward place like Dongzhou are probably very ignorant and impulsive!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
Even the private rooms on the second, third, fourth and fifth floors were discussing with great interest.
After all, ‘Dongzhou’ is a rare topic.
Seeing this, Ning Xiaoyu looked proud.
Elder Spirit's dark complexion softened slightly, and his eyebrows became more relaxed.
In Private Room 401 on the fourth floor, the beautiful bald man in purple frowned in displeasure when he heard this.
He was just about to say something to help Yunzheng retaliate against Ning Xiaoyu, but he heard Wen Ming on the side saying: "Brother Lang, with that girl Yun's temperament, she shouldn't suffer..."
When Xiao Yilang heard this, he frowned tightly, paused for a few seconds, and nodded slowly.
A middle-aged man sitting in the seat heard their conversation, turned around, and asked curiously: "Do you know her?"
"More than acquaintance..." Wen Ming replied subconsciously.
"Wen Ming!" Xiao Yilang stopped him coldly.
Wen Ming quickly closed his mouth.
Seeing Xiao Yilang's irritable and impatient expression, Chang Lao just smiled and didn't explore further.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the private room on the third floor, "Ten million spiritual jade!"
Everyone was shocked, someone would actually ask for a price?!
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao smiled and stroked his white beard, "The guest on the third floor bids 10 million spiritual jade! Is there anyone else bidding?"
When Ning Xiaoyu heard this, her face twisted slightly with anger.
Where did this bitch get so many spiritual jade?
She has a total of 25 million spiritual jade with her, but she has other items to auction. If she bids again, she won't be able to buy anything later.
All the disciples of the Seven Kills Sect looked at her, and in the lobby on the first floor, there were also many glances in the direction of their private room.
Ning Xiaoyu secretly gritted her teeth, "Eleven million spiritual jade!"
Everyone was shocked.
Really made a bid!
Ning Xiaoyu's slightly sharp voice sounded, "How can you, a person from Dongzhou, have so many spiritual jade? Could you be stealing from others?!"
Everyone was stunned, and in an instant, almost everyone looked in the direction of the third floor. Their focus was not on 'whether to steal or not', but why people from her Five Elements Spirit Sect could go to the third floor?
Isn't the Five Elements Spirit Sect just a small eighteenth-rate sect?
How do you qualify to go to the third floor?
Let alone the third floor, you are not worthy of going to the second floor!
Also, if they remember correctly, it was this voice that just auctioned "The Art of Ten Thousand Poisons" for six million!
Thinking about it this way, it's really suspicious.
Suddenly, a cold voice mixed with laughter came slowly again.
"If you have more spiritual jade than you, you are stealing someone else's? Aren't you jealous that my ancestor is beautiful and has more spiritual jade?"
She paused and said regretfully: "I only have 12 million spiritual jade left in the end. I'll put them all in. If you are willing to follow me, I will give you this sycamore sapling."
After saying that, there were a few clicks, like the sound of someone placing it on the table.
Suddenly, a small muttering sounded, "It's best for that fool to take a photo of this ten thousand year old sycamore tree, so that I don't have to be taken advantage of..."
"Little Ancestor, please stop talking, there is a voice coming out."
The sound of "prick, click, click" sounded, and the small ball completely lost its sound transmission.
Everyone: "!!!" Good guy!
This bitch thing is still a ruse. If the girl on the fourth floor takes the photo, wouldn’t she become what they say is the wrongdoer?!
Everyone suddenly looked in the direction of the fourth floor strangely and subtly.
Even Mr. Zhao's smile froze. This was the first time he had hosted such an embarrassing scene.
Ning Xiaoyu felt the teasing looks from outside, and her face turned red with anger.
"Don't fall into her trap!" Elder Ling looked at her and said in a deep voice.
Ling Moran had a gut feeling that something was wrong. He was about to give a warning when he saw Ning Xiaoyu holding the small ball and starting to transmit the message.
Ning Xiaoyu frowned and sneered, "You want me to be taken advantage of. This is impossible! Keep these ten thousand-year-old sycamores to yourself! Let me see how you auction them next!"
No one was too surprised by her answer.
After all, now that the matter has come to this, who wants to be taken advantage of?!
Seeing this, Mr. Zhao smiled slightly and asked as usual, "Is there anyone else bidding?"
