"Senior Brother Chang Wei, do you really want this broken bow?"
A disciple from the Dao Talisman Sect standing beside Mo Qingyun asked him with a surprised expression. "What's the matter?
Mo Qingyun had some impression of this disciple. His name seemed to be Li Zhichun.
Li Zhichun was very puzzled. Based on his understanding of Chang Wei, Chang Wei should not be interested in such strange things.
More importantly, based on Mo Qingyun's current behavior, he seemed to be planning to obtain the broken bow through the auction.
This was not Chang Wei's character!
"Junior Brother Li Zhichun, do you have any good ideas?"
Upon hearing Li Zhichun's question, Mo Qingyun looked curious and asked him.
In Mo Qingyun's opinion, Li Zhichun should have some good ideas since he asked him this question.
After hearing Mo Qingyun's question, Li Zhichun sneered and suggested to Mo Qingyun, "Senior Brother Chang Wei, Huo Weirong provoked you just now. I can go to him now and tell him that you're giving him a chance to make up for his mistake. Let him lend you some Origin Spirit Stones first. This way, you can bid for this broken bow, right?"
"That's a good idea!"
Upon hearing Li Zhichun's words, Mo Qingyun's eyes lit up and he quickly nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Mo Qingyun agreed to his suggestion, Li Zhichun sneered again and said, "Senior Brother Chang Wei, with your status in Dao Talisman Sect, Huo Weirong won't dare to do anything even if you don't return the Origin Spirit Stones. This can be considered a punishment for his nonsense."
"Junior Brother, good suggestion!"
Upon hearing Li Zhichun's suggestion, Mo Qingyun sneered and gave Li Zhichun a thumbs up.
He was still thinking about how to punish Huo Weirong. He did not expect Li Zhichun to remind him.
"In that case, I'll call Huo Weirong over now."
Seeing that Mo Qingyun had accepted his suggestion, Li Zhichun did not delay any longer and immediately went to call Huo Weirong over.
A moment later, Huo Weirong arrived in front of Mo Qingyun with Li Zhichun leading the way.
Seeing Huo Weirong's arrival, Mo Qingyun revealed an unhappy expression and said coldly to Huo Weirong, "Pavilion Master Huo, I'm sure you already know why I called you here, right?"
"I understand!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Huo Weirong's face revealed a nervous expression. He hurriedly nodded at Mo Qingyun in response.
Although he was the Pavilion Master of the Symbol Ancestor Pavilion, he could not afford to offend the little ancestor before him.
It couldn't be helped. Tsune Takeshi's background was too great!
Not only was he the descendant of the Dao Talisman School's Founder, but he was also the grandson of the Dao Talisman School's Patriarch, the personal disciple of the Dao Talisman School's Patriarch, and one of the top three geniuses in the Dao Talisman School.
Any one of these identities could easily crush him to death. They were not people that Huo Weirong could afford to offend.
Seeing Huo Weirong's unnatural expression, Mo Qingyun's expression became unhappy again and he asked, "Pavilion Master Huo, judging from your expression, you seem to be worried about me borrowing the Primordial Spirit Stone?"
"No … I don't dare!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Huo Weirong was so frightened that his legs turned to jelly. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he said, "Young Master Chang is not only the descendant of the Founder, but also the grandson of the Ancestor and the personal disciple of the Sect Leader. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"
Because of what he had said earlier, he had already made Mo Qingyun very unhappy. If he made Mo Qingyun unhappy again, it would be the end of him as the Pavilion Master.
That was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that if his position as the Pavilion Master was abolished, he would have to face Mo Qingyun's revenge.
Huo Weirong shuddered at the mere thought of the consequences.
"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony!"
Seeing Huo Weirong's performance, Mo Qingyun smiled brightly and nodded in satisfaction.
"I bid two trillion Primordial Spirit Stones!"
Seeing that Huo Weirong was willing to borrow the Primordial Spirit Stones, Mo Qingyun did not delay any longer and directly announced his bid.
Seeing that Mo Qingyun had joined the bidding, some people who were about to continue bidding stopped bidding.
In their opinion, it was not worth offending the successor of the Dao Talisman Sect for a broken bow of unknown origin.
Of course, not everyone thought so. Some people did not buy Mo Qingyun's account and continued to compete with Mo Qingyun.
Then, Mo Qingyun and these people madly competed for the broken Immortal bow.
Under the continuous bidding of Mo Qingyun and the others, the price of the broken Immortal bow rose rapidly.
Looking at the rapidly rising price, Huo Weirong's forehead began to sweat and his expression began to tremble.
Originally, he thought that Mo Qingyun borrowed the Primordial Spirit Stones from him to bid for some ordinary items and would not use too many Primordial Spirit Stones.
He really did not expect that Mo Qingyun would borrow the Primordial Spirit Stones from him to bid for this broken Immortal bow.
He was not afraid that Mo Qingyun would not return it, but it was not easy for him to mobilize so many Primordial Spirit Stones at once.
Mo Qingyun did not care about Huo Weirong's thoughts. He was now enjoying spending the Primordial Spirit Stones.
For the first time, Mo Qingyun found that spending other people's money was such a satisfying thing.
Especially when you can see the other person's distressed expression when you spend other people's money. This feeling was really satisfying.
As for Li Zhichun and the others, when they saw Huo Weirong's distressed expression, they all revealed gloating smiles.
They were all people who feared that the world would not be chaotic. They liked to build their happiness on other people's pain very much.
Soon, under the crazy bidding of Mo Qingyun and the others, the price of the broken Immortal bow broke through ten trillion Primordial Spirit Stones.
When the price of the broken Immortal bow broke through ten trillion Primordial Spirit Stones, the number of people bidding also decreased. Only one or two people were left to challenge Mo Qingyun.
"Fifteen trillion!"
Seeing that these guys still did not give up, Mo Qingyun shouted angrily. His face darkened as he said, "This broken Immortal bow is mine. If anyone dares to make things difficult for me, then Dao Talisman Sect will not let them go."
As soon as Mo Qingyun said this, the auction house quieted down and no one continued to compete.
They knew that Mo Qingyun was really angry. If they continued to compete, they would arouse the hatred of Mo Qingyun.
It was unwise to make Mo Qingyun bear a grudge for a broken Immortal bow of unknown origin.
Seeing that no one continued to bid, Huo Weirong's expression suddenly relaxed and his heart that had been hanging in the air was put at ease.
Although fifteen trillion Primordial Spirit Stones was not a small number, it was still within his range of tolerance. He still had the ability to bear it.
As no one continued to bid, the broken Immortal bow was finally obtained by Mo Qingyun as he wished.
As the broken Immortal bow was auctioned off, the auction also came to an end. Everyone left the auction house one after another.
When Mo Qingyun left the auction house, those who had promised to give him Primordial Spirit Stones did not break their promise. They all took out Primordial Spirit Stones and gave them to him.
Mo Qingyun naturally accepted the crowd's actions and simply exchanged some pleasantries with them.
After a while, the number of Primordial Spirit Stones on Mo Qingyun's body exceeded two hundred thousand.
Looking at the Primordial Spirit Stones on him and the broken Immortal bow that he had just obtained, Mo Qingyun could not help but sigh in his heart. "This auction is really worth the trip!"
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