Chapter 136: Mockery

  "This little bastard!" Li Qingji was utterly furious, his wrinkled face contorted with rage, his fists clenching and cracking with a "snap snap" sound, a raging fire igniting within him.

  "One million to buy a Dragon Tongue Grass, young friend, you truly have generosity. I shall not accompany you any further," Li Qingji suppressed his anger, forcing a smile. Today, he had many treasures to acquire, and he dared not act impulsively.

  Li Qingji backed down, a result that surprised many. Li Qingji actually gave up the fight, and even Meng Li showed a hint of surprise. However, Meng Li quickly confirmed the owner of the Dragon Tongue Grass.

  "You old fart, one million just like that," Yang Tian muttered, scratching his head vigorously, his little face scrunched into a bitter gourd. One million was no small sum; he was still short by forty thousand.

  "Sigh... I hope the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed will fetch a higher price," Yang Tian worried for a moment before continuing to watch the auction. Many spiritual medicines had surfaced, their ages frighteningly high.

  The auction organizers had prepared many ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, aiming to make a fortune from those who had attacked the Demon Fall Land. The prices of many spiritual medicines had doubled.

  "Creak..." The door to the box was pushed open, and Meng Yun Xi stepped in gracefully, her narrow eyes glancing at Yang Tian, while her jade hand reached out.

  "Brother Yang Tian, hand over the money. If you don't have it, mortgage the Vitality Water to me. Sister doesn't do credit here."

  "What's the rush?" Yang Tian's mouth twitched. This woman was completely captivated by the Vitality Water. He said irritably, "The Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed hasn't started yet. I'll pay later."

  Glancing at Yang Tian, Meng Yun Xi sat down in the chair beside him, lying back lazily, her entire figure on display, her legs crossed, her fair legs bare to perfection.

  "Next, we will auction a spiritual medicine for the soul," Meng Li said, waving his hand, and a Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed appeared in his palm. "Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed, starting bid of forty thousand mid-tier blood stones!"

  "The Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed!" As the words fell, many eyes were drawn to it. This was a rare treasure for the soul, with an astonishing effect on soul power, far more precious than those ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, capable of increasing the soul's origin.

  Inside a box, three young men were chatting.

  "Could this lotus seed be from Yang Tian?" Gazing at the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed, Xing Hao pursed his lips. He had tasted such a treasure once, and the effect was astonishing.

  "It should be. Such spiritual medicines are rare in the cultivation world. Judging by its age, it seems about right," Qing Yuan tapped the table with his fingers, his gaze rapidly scanning the room. When he sensed the medicinal power of the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed, he couldn't help but smile.

  "Yang Tian isn't inside, is he? The killing formation he set up a few days ago killed quite a few people..."

  The appearance of the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed drew many gazes, and some lone cultivators also placed their bids. The soul body was exceptionally important to cultivators, and this Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed was a treasure in the cultivation world.

  The price quickly climbed to eight hundred thousand blood stones, with many lone cultivators investing heavily, determined to outbid the superpowers.

  "This thing is indeed valuable, but unfortunately, there are not many left now," Yang Tian muttered, knowing that this spiritual medicine had taken countless years to produce just twelve lotus seeds.

  When the price was about to reach one million, it took a while before a new bid was called out.

  "I bid one million blood stones," suddenly, a voice from a sky box rang out. Many recognized it as the voice of Old Man Wang, the Demon.

  A strong cultivator made a move, and some lone cultivators had to weigh their options. This old demon was clearly buying it for his grandson. Old Man Wang was no pushover and wouldn't bother with polite reasoning.

  "One million, these guys are making a killing," Yang Tian rubbed his hands, but then he thought better of it, his smile vanishing as he curled his lips. This money was just enough to pay off debts...

  After a few moments of silence, an extremely arrogant voice slowly exploded in the hall: "I, the old man, bid one million and ten thousand stones. Is there anyone higher? If not, this old man will take it!"

  As soon as this voice rang out, the entire hall was jostled, and a fierce look emerged from everyone's eyes, instantly focusing on one of the sky boxes. This was a blatant confrontation with Old Man Wang, and the tone was very aggressive, only adding one blood stone.

  "Isn't this Qing Yuan?" Hearing this voice, Yang Tian was slightly taken aback before he couldn't help but laugh.

  "Who is this little beast?" Old Man Wang was furious, his face full of malice. Then, with a flick of his mind, he sneered, "The auction house does not allow bids of only one blood stone. Are you trying to disrupt the order?"

  Directly refuting him, many people exclaimed in amazement. Old Man Wang had hit the nail on the head, his cunning unmatched. Randomly bidding in the auction house could easily result in being killed on the spot.

  "Sorry, just now Meng Li didn't specify how much to increase the bid by. I happen to have exactly one million and ten thousand blood stones on me. I'm really sorry, but if you don't have any more blood stones, you might as well let me have it," Qing Yuan rubbed his palms together and laughed heartily.

  Upon hearing this, many people thought back for a moment and then showed a look of sudden realization. Meng Li indeed did not specify how much to increase the bid by, and Qing Yuan had directly exploited the loophole.

  "A sharp-tongued kid!" Old Man Wang's face was ugly, but he dared not hold Meng Li accountable. His palm swelled slightly as he shouted, "I bid one million one hundred thousand blood stones!"

  "This old guy is too rich," Yang Tian muttered, guessing that this Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed was for Wang Long.

  "Wait, I just borrowed some from a friend... Oh no... How coincidental... Just one more..." A helpless voice slowly rose in the hall.

  "Giggles..." Inside the box, Meng Yun Xi laughed heartily, her chest undulating violently.

  "This little bastard... If I find out who he is..." Old Man Wang was utterly furious, his body radiating murderous aura, but his eyes constantly flickered with caution. He dared not act here.

  "Aren't you auction organizers going to do something about this? Such a person disrupting the order should be thrown out immediately!" Old Man Wang suddenly sneered.

  The hall was abuzz with discussion, everyone secretly guessing how the auction organizers would handle this. No one dared to easily offend someone from a sky box.

  "Quiet down!" Meng Li glanced at the chaotic scene below and waved his hand, saying indifferently, "From now on, each bid for the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed must be no less than one hundred thousand mid-tier blood stones."

  "Alright, I bid one million two hundred thousand. Let's see if you can keep up," Old Man Wang slowly sat down, his face grim and terrifying, snorted coldly.

  "I bid one million five hundred thousand. Let's see if you can go higher!" Inside the box, Qing Yuan laughed heartily. Back when he traveled the continent, he had robbed quite a few blood stones.

  The entire hall was instantly in an uproar. One million five hundred thousand to acquire a Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed was an astonishing move, and many eyes focused on Old Man Wang's box.

  "This little bastard!" Old Man Wang was seething with anger, wishing he could slaughter Qing Yuan on the spot, a blatant provocation.

  "This guy..." Yang Tian muttered, the price of the Rhyme Divine Lotus Seed already tripled.

  "I bid one million six hundred thousand blood stones. If you can keep up, then keep going!" After a moment of silence, Old Man Wang shouted coldly, his tone full of rage.

  "Oh... I called the wrong price just now... Actually, I only have one blood stone in my bag... You win... Sorry..."

  A simple and honest voice spread throughout the hall, and the entire place fell silent as if dead. Even Meng Li's zombie-like face twitched, the person inside was truly extraordinary.

  "Shameless brat!" Old Man Wang's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his face as he smashed the purple-gold table beside him into pieces.