"What? Sugar beans? "
Mo Yanfeng and Mo Yanzhen immediately looked at him.
Qin Yichen also stared at him with evil intentions. It seemed that if he said anything wrong, he would teach him a lesson.
He was never stingy with Li Yuanba. Every time, he would prepare enough pills for Li Yuanba. This was also the reason why Li Yuanba could survive until now despite causing trouble everywhere.
"Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing."
After understanding Qin Yichen's meaning, Li Yuanba laughed foolishly.
He didn't dare to imagine how he would survive without Qin Yichen's pills in the future.
However, even if Li Yuanba said so, it still made Mo Yanfeng and Mo Yanzhen suspicious.
Mo Yanfeng was even more suspicious. Did he use ten pieces of top grade spirit seeds to exchange for ten candy beans?
After confirming that it was a compound pill of three attributes, he was slightly relieved.
Although the compound pill hadn't spread yet, he knew that there were only two compound pills of two attributes in the Sacred Land, and it was extremely limited.
If he brought this pill to the group of old antiques in the Pill Hall, those rich old antiques would definitely smash him to death with supreme grade spirit seeds, right?
Thinking of this, he felt a little better in his heart.
However, he soon heard Li Yuanba whisper to Mo Yanzhen, "Yanzhen, your brother's pills aren't even as good as sugar beans. I have better ones here, I'll give you a few boxes later …"
"Li Yuanba, don't pretend that I didn't hear you!"
Mo Yanfeng glared at him with gritted teeth.
Couldn't he make him feel better?!
What did he mean by 'not even as good as sugar beans'?!
You even gave him a few boxes at once?!
Mo Yanfeng's eyes turned red.
"Ah?"
Li Yuanba raised his head with a blank face, "Did I say anything? I didn't say anything, Yanzhen, don't you think so … "
Qin Yichen held his forehead, indicating that his head hurt.
Li Yuanba, whose IQ wasn't high to begin with, now that he was in love, his IQ was plummeting. It had already reached a very worrying point.
The auction continued, and it was still in full swing.
Under Irene's persuasion, not a single item was auctioned off.
It had to be said that this was the embodiment of this woman's ability.
Qin Yichen also bid a few times. He used more than two hundred drops of spirit liquid to bid for a few herbs that he needed.
However, the Ling Tian Order that everyone was looking forward to had yet to appear. It was likely that Gu Yulou had treated it as the final item.
Moreover, the Seven Saint Fire Ganoderma had yet to appear... He knew that the auction items later, the auction items''s's's's's would be auctioned, the higher the price, the price's... the most importantly, the't's people's't's's't't's''t,'t even't't't't ''t.
Qin Yichen's' spirit liquid was almost used up. When he looked at Mu Yanfeng again, the latter tightened his sleeves. Apparently, he had seen through Qin Yichen's thoughts and wasn't willing to take out any more spirit liquid.
Under Irene's's''s's' ', the atmosphere in the auction hall was extremely lively. After the auction went on for nearly two hours, Qin Yichen's eyes finally lit up with the appearance of an auction item.
On the auction stage, a dazzling radiance appeared beside Erin. Amidst the radiance was as though a scorching flame was rising, causing the temperature in the auction venue to rise abruptly.
A strange fluctuation faintly spread out from the ball of light. Everyone was shocked to discover that their's' True Origin's' had a scorching feeling as though it was about to combust.
On the other hand, some cultivators with Fire Martial Souls felt the exact opposite. They felt that their pores were greedily absorbing the strange fluctuation in the air, which made them feel incomparably comfortable.
Beside Qin Yichen, Feng Qianxue's glass-like eyes flickered with astonishment and surprise.
The entire auction house became quiet for a moment. Countless pairs of eyes stared intently at the light on the auction stage. In the depths of the light, some sharp-eyed people could faintly see a Lingzhi burning with flames.
Even the few Sacred Grounds' side halls that rarely participated in auctions couldn't help but stand up. Apparently, they were startled by this item.
"This is the Seven Saint Fire Lingzhi. I'm sure everyone knows how precious it is, so I won't introduce it further. The starting price is 1,000 spirit liquid."
As soon as Irene's voice faded, it instantly caused a commotion.
This high price caused countless people to back off. This was only the starting price. Based on the previous transactions where the price of the Seven Saint Fire Ganoderma increased by several times, this Seven Saint Fire Ganoderma would definitely be raised to a terrifying level.
With a starting price of 1,000 spirit liquid, it was estimated that only the first-rate forces and the few Sacred Grounds could compete for it. However, there were still countless people who couldn't help but drool. After all, this item was too precious for a cultivator with Fire Martial Soul.
"One thousand and two hundred drops of spiritual liquid!"
A moment later, a bidding voice rang out from the crowd below.
Hearing this voice, Qin Yichen's heart couldn't help but sink. The first bid was already 200. After a fierce competition, he really didn't know how terrifying the final price would be.
"Senior Brother Mu …"
Qin Yichen rubbed his nose and looked at Mu Yanfeng awkwardly.
"No! Not a chance! "
When he heard his voice, Mu Yanfeng's face darkened and he bluntly rejected.
"That … Senior Brother Mu, I'm sure you know how important this item is to Qianxue."
Qin Yichen coughed dryly and said with a flattering face.
Hearing his words, Mu Yanfeng couldn't help but look at Feng Qianxue. There was a hint of struggle in his eyes, but he still didn't agree with Qin Yichen. He didn't even bother to reply, afraid that he would fall into his trap again.
"Moreover, as a Senior Brother, you can't do without a greeting gift, right? In my opinion, giving this item can show the demeanor of a Chosen Saint! "
Qin Yichen laughed dryly. His face suddenly turned solemn as he said with a righteous face.
Hearing these flattering words, the corner of Mu Yanfeng's mouth twitched.
Chosen Saint? I'm just a Prospective Saint. Although there's only a difference of one word, our statuses are worlds apart. Moreover, aren't you a Prospective Saint yourself?
"Yes, I think so too!"
At the side, Li Yuanba's face was also filled with agreement as he nodded seriously.
Hearing this, Mu Yanfeng's face suddenly turned cold. Without another word, he directly threw a punch.
"Tsk, I've wanted to challenge you for a long time …"
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