ebookslot Chapter 21 Each with their own ulterior motives
Chapter 21 Each with their own ulterior motives
The auction hall is circular inside, with a low, round lectern in the center.
The regular seats were already full, and people were even standing in the aisles.
Several stone slab seats were suspended in mid-air, and most of the people sitting on them were men.
Their gazes darted around, occasionally glancing at a veiled woman in the corner.
Mu Bingxin was resting with her eyes closed, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with her.
Her status as a disciple personally taught by the Celestial King made her stand out wherever she went.
Lu Heng couldn't find a seat, so he had to stand on the edge and watch.
He secretly activated his magic eye to see through the veil and clearly saw that exquisite face. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her nose was straight and high, and there was a small beauty mark under the corner of her eye. She was indeed a rare beauty.
Look away and patiently search for a suitable target.
A few minutes later, more people entered.
The newcomer carried a black knife on his back, had a gourd of wine hanging at his waist, a sword scar on his face, a blade of grass in his mouth, and stubble on his chin.
Reeking of alcohol, he stood silently beside Lu Heng with his arms crossed.
Lu Heng glanced at him, then scanned the top of the other's head with his Eye of Merit.
The merit is worth more than 50 million.
This is a number that can only be accumulated by someone who has consistently acted as a chivalrous hero and punished evildoers over the years.
It's worth getting to know them.
Who knows, maybe we can entrust that girl to him someday and let him take her around the world.
Lu Heng took out a can of beer from his storage ring, opened the cap, took a sip, and felt refreshed.
The aroma of wine wafted through the air, and the man beside him couldn't help but swallow hard, his mouth growing increasingly dry.
After hesitating for a moment, he still mustered his courage and asked, "Brother, what kind of wine is this? It smells really good. Could you give me a bottle? Or I can buy it, how many spirit stones?"
"I still have plenty of local specialties from home, let me give you a bottle." Lu Heng took out another bottle and handed it over.
First, get the person's appetite hooked, and they'll naturally follow along happily.
It's a man's happiness drink; whoever drinks it will become dizzy.
The man took the bottle, glanced at it, and knew how to open it. He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
The liquor went down smoothly, surprisingly easy, but unfortunately there wasn't enough of it; it wasn't satisfying at all.
He licked his lips, savoring the refreshing taste.
This wine is so delicious.
Although it's not very strong, it tastes really refreshing.
No, I have to make their acquaintance!
"My name is Mo Ren." He turned around and said seriously, "As you can see, I am a swordsman who enjoys traveling the world. I don't have many friends. I wonder if you would be willing to befriend me, young brother? If you encounter any difficulties in the future, as long as they are not immoral, I will take care of them for you."
The fish has taken the bait.
Lu Heng remained calm and added fuel to the fire, then took out two more bottles and handed them over: "Brother Mo, you are clearly a man of great character who is willing to punish evil and uphold justice. I am Lu Heng, and I am naturally happy to make your acquaintance."
"Haha, that's right, you have a good eye for people!" Mo Ren let loose, eagerly opening the second bottle and downing it in one gulp: "Ah—so refreshing!"
He spoke with genuine emotion, and his voice was quite loud.
Everyone present looked over, and even Mu Bingxin, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and glanced over.
This immediately caused a commotion.
"Another disciple personally taught by a Celestial King! This auction was definitely worth it!"
Rumor has it that Mo Ren has broken through to the Profound Immortal Realm!
"As expected of a prodigy ranked third on the Immortal Cloud Ranking, his talent is truly remarkable!"
"Who is that person standing with him? They seem to know each other."
"His face is unfamiliar; he might be from another immortal realm."
Discussions rose and fell.
At this moment, a gentle voice drew everyone's attention back to the podium.
The female auctioneer had a beautiful figure, and her every smile and gesture was captivating. She clearly and concisely introduced the upcoming auction items.
Each and every one of them is of the highest quality.
It would be a lie for Lu Heng to say he wasn't tempted.
Even a half-finished immortal artifact is enough to cause major powers to fight tooth and nail in the mortal realm. Although I have one, I rarely use it.
Now, all these things in front of him made the one he was holding seem less appealing.
Stay calm, don't rush.
Perhaps the target person also has it.
Looking up, I spotted a man dressed in luxurious clothes.
The man had the Shen family token hanging from his waist, so he was probably a young master.
At this moment, he was staring intently at Mu Bingxin without any attempt to hide it, his gaze greedy.
An elderly man stood behind him, his voice deep and resonant.
The old man had an extremely keen sense of smell. He seemed to detect a faint killing intent and immediately scanned the area below.
But a second before Lu Heng looked down at it, his gaze had already returned to the auction stage.
If he had been even a fraction slower, the old man would have remembered his face, making it much harder to kill him.
The auction continued until the afternoon, when the final item was brought out, and the atmosphere truly reached its climax.
An exquisite jade box was lifted up. The moment it was opened, four lines flowed across the surface of the pill, and a rich fragrance of the pill swept through the entire room.
Even Mu Bingxin, who had maintained a calm demeanor, was slightly moved.
"A top-grade first-tier Breakthrough Pill, crafted by Master Xiaochen of Medicine King Valley. Its value speaks for itself." The female auctioneer announced loudly, "Starting bid: one million top-grade spirit stones."
"I'll offer ten million." Mu Bingxin raised the price directly, increasing it tenfold right off the bat, intending to discourage most of the competitors.
"Fifteen million." An old woman in the corner stood up.
She was hunched over, her face withered, and her lifespan was nearing its end. She desperately needed this top-grade Breakthrough Pill to break through her cultivation level.
In a few more years, she will be old and frail.
Today she has made up her mind that she must obtain the elixir no matter what, even if it means by force.
"Twenty million." As a disciple personally taught by the Immortal King, Mu Bingxin was naturally wealthy and powerful. Her voice was indifferent, without the slightest hesitation.
The old woman clasped her hands in a fist and pleaded humbly, "I desperately need this pill. Please, Fairy Mu, be kind enough to give it to me."
"Resources should belong to the capable," Mu Bingxin said calmly, yet with unwavering authority. "If I give them to you, what am I supposed to do?"
The meaning couldn't be clearer: No!
The old woman clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white.
Knowing that he couldn't beat his opponent even with his life savings, he simply gave up.
She didn't say anything more, silently flew off her seat, and disappeared in the direction of the exit.
It was obvious to everyone that she had chosen the worst-case scenario.
"This is getting interesting," Mo Ren said with amusement.
"I'll offer twenty million." The young master of the Shen family suddenly closed his folding fan and spoke with an elegant air: "Miss Mu, please don't misunderstand, I want to buy it and then give it to you."
"You don't deserve it." Mu Bingxin didn't even glance at him. "Thirty million."
The young master of the Shen family stiffened and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you really don't know what's good for you."
He snapped open his fan, waved it forcefully, and sat back down angrily.
Several dozen breaths passed, and no one raised the price again.
The price of the Breakthrough Pill had already far exceeded the supermarket price. Although there were people present who coveted it, none of them had the courage to continue chasing the price higher.
The auctioneer closed the box of pills, flew up personally, and handed it to Mu Bingxin. He also received the spirit stones, counted them, and bowed to express his gratitude.
Mu Bingxin did not reply, put away the pills, and got up to leave.
Her silhouette was as cold and aloof as frost, her veil fluttering slightly, and she quickly disappeared at the exit of the auction house.
The young master of the Shen family kept his gaze fixed on her until he could no longer see her.