Junior sister took first place again

Chapter 127 9 Heavenly Black Iron

It was already the hour of Xu. A golden crow was about to fall from the sky outside, a pale moon was rising, and more luminous pearls appeared in the pavilion. All the distinguished guests on the fifth and sixth floors had arrived.

Several strong men did not hide their strength when they came. When the powerful spiritual pressure approached, many people in the pavilion felt a palpitation and looked upstairs in fear.

Ning Jiasheng took a deep breath. After entering the Cangwu Secret Realm, she had to seize the time and concentrate on practicing to improve her strength.

Even if this will cause the inner demon to wake up quickly, I can't care. My current strength is really limited when doing things outside, and I can't lose the big picture for the sake of small gains.

"Next, please present the twenty-seventh auction item."

The emcee outside was still speaking loudly, but this time the person holding the box came out was a beautiful and powerful female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

The red cloth magic weapon could not conceal the powerful aura emanating from the box. Many distinguished guests on the high building turned their eyes to the stage, including Ning Jiasheng.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Iron! This piece weighs no less than 30,000 jin. The starting price is 200,000 high-grade spirit stones. Each bid must be no less than 10,000 high-grade spirit stones. Please bid!"

The emcee didn't give too much introduction, just raised his voice slightly and spoke briefly. Wei Chen, number three on the sixth floor, directly added 100,000.

"Three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred and sixty thousand."

"Three hundred and eighty thousand."

Sixth Floor, Floor 1: "400,000."

This is Xue You's voice.

When Ning Jiasheng was flipping through the booklet, she circled some things and asked Xue You to take pictures of them, because these things would be too conspicuous if she, who couldn't even get to the fifth floor, took pictures of them.

"Four hundred thousand."

"Four hundred and thirty thousand."

"......"

The bidding was so intense that the microphones on the first, second and third floors were muted.

Especially the monks in the lobby, they were all very excited, whispering with their relatives and friends, guessing who was in the private room above and who was the one who was making the offer now.

A considerable number of monks came in just to watch the fight between the gods upstairs.

Sixth floor Xuanzi No. 1: "Five hundred thousand."

"It's already over 500,000!!! So what if I'm just another local rich guy in the world!!!"

"This scent...ah! It must be Lan Qiran, the young master of Zhujian Villa. Although she didn't show her face, I smelled the scent of money as soon as she opened her mouth."

"Hmph, the entire Sword Forging Villa is filled with the unbearable stench of money and vulgarity. You can smell it from dozens of meters away."

The man had just finished his sarcastic words when a burst of energy came and knocked out two of his teeth.

He howled, covering his face with his hands, and cried out in pain, "Who!? Who attacked me?"

The window of Xuanzi No. 1 on the sixth floor opened, and the golden-glowing Lan Qiqi folded her arms and watched the show.

"I beat you. You're just a piece of crap with few skills and no resources. Don't let me hear you barking around anymore. Beating you will only dirty my hands."

The monk was so frightened by her that he knelt on the ground and apologized humbly, suddenly regretting his rude words.

He just complained quietly. Lan Qiqi could find him accurately on the sixth floor. No matter her strength or power, he couldn't afford to offend her. It was not impossible for her to kill him on the spot.

Thinking of this, the monk began to tremble unconsciously, and beads of sweat flowed down his temples.

Lan Qiqi sneered, glanced at the people from Dongguang Pavilion, turned around and walked back into the house.

The well-trained guards quickly dragged the monk out, and the emcee calmly said on the stage:

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Iron, 500,000 high-grade spirit stones per time."

Number Two on the Seventh Floor: "Six Hundred Thousand."

Ning Jiasheng recognized the voice. It turned out to be Senior Brother Zishuang, the head of Baiqi Peak, who had come in person. So he was afraid that he would not be able to get the piece of Xuantie Xueyou.

It is estimated that he is the most prestigious person to come to the sect this time. I don’t know who will occupy the No. 1 private room on the seventh floor.

Those who had made bids upstairs had basically guessed the identity of Master Zishuang and were discussing whether to continue bidding against him.

In the private room number three on the sixth floor, Wei Mingran said calmly:

"Keep bidding. Xuanling Sect is a model of righteousness. How could they hold a grudge against anyone just because of a normal auction?"

As Wei Mingran spoke, he looked towards the next room with an ambiguous expression. That was the private room where Ji Tang was.

They already knew that Ji Tang had just been tricked by a disciple of Xuanling Sect, and had been quietly waiting to go out and kill someone. Wei Mingran cursed him in his heart, feeling a headache.

Wei Chen didn't have time to care about Ji Tang's troubles at the moment, so he continued to bid: "Six hundred and fifty thousand."

After Wei Chen finished his report, the others started a new round of bidding.

Xue You then bid up the price to 800,000, but in the end the black iron was bought by True Lord Zishuang for 980,000 high-grade spirit stones, becoming the auction item with the highest unit price at that time.

Ning Jiasheng sighed regretfully. Since Senior Brother Zishuang had come in person, he was destined to have no chance of getting the black iron.

She originally wanted to buy the Nine Heavens Mysterious Iron and give it to her senior brother, although she also used the spirit stones given by her master and senior brother.

Forget it, there are almost half of the things left in the booklet that haven’t been put on stage. I can always buy one or two suitable things to give to Master and my senior brothers.

Ning Jiasheng glanced at Liu Shuyao, who put away the Firefly Ganoderma and sat down quietly to continue practicing, and nodded with satisfaction.

Shuyao can already control more than thirty melon seeds at the same time. If she practices hard, she will be able to break through the first level of foundation building before returning home.

Ning Jiasheng placed a barrier to cover her and continued to look at the new thing on the stage, which was also something she had circled.