Inside the lobby of the Immeasurable Trading Firm, everyone shook their heads and gave up on the idea of fighting for the hairpin.
If this was a normal auction, they wouldn't give up. But this auction only accepted specific spiritual medicines. They couldn't afford it.
Even the important figures on the second and third floor sighed helplessly.
The 127 different spiritual medicines were all priceless and rare. Even if they were as rich as a country, they couldn't buy them.
"More than 100 rare spiritual medicines. Even the six leaders cannot afford them."
"That's right. They are all far too rare. I wonder what kind of Dan the God of Fortune wants to brew."
"The hairpin is the prototype of a Supreme-Being Weapon. It can be used as a weapon. Sadly, I cannot afford it."
Everyone discussed animatedly, and they all revealed helpless expressions.
Even the important figures inside the rooms felt helpless.
They were all extremely wealthy. Yet at this auction, they didn't even have the right to bid. Why wouldn't they feel helpless?
"Ling Xian, this is it."
The mushroom's eyes brightened as she stared at Ling Xian, "Do you have the spiritual medicine that the God of Fortune wants?"
"Of course I do."
Ling Xian grinned. He had almost all the miraculous medicines in the world. The God of Wealth only asked for 127, even if she asked for 1,270, he would have it.
"Great." The mushroom's smile bloomed like a flower. Looking at the beautiful red hairpin, her eyes were full of love.
It was far too beautiful. No woman could resist the charm of this hairpin.
"Don't worry, it only belongs to you." Ling Xian faintly grinned. To him, more than a thousand different spiritual medicines were nothing, let alone the fact that the jade hairpin only needed a hundred of them.
Therefore, he shifted his gaze towards the God of Fortune and was about to speak.
However, the person who fought against him for the grandmaster's inheritance beat him to it.
"I am Zhao Fang, the Elder of the Seven Holy Pavillion. Everyone here should know me."
A middle-aged man walked out of the room. He was surrounded by heavenly light and his demeanor was shocking. Like a pure-blooded white tiger, he was extremely oppressive.
His demeanor indicated that he was half a Supreme-Being. His foundation was also extraordinary and he could be called a Heaven's Favorite.
"I know him. He is the strongest descendant of the Seven Holy Pavillion. He is extremely capable."
"This person is already half a Supreme-Being. It won't be long before he becomes a Supreme-Being."
"No wonder he could enter the private room on the third floor. He really is an influential figure."
The crowd chimed in. Zhao Fang's talent was astonishing, his cultivation base was powerful, and he was also an elder of the Seven Saints Pavilion. Naturally, his status was respected.
"I want to bid for the jade hairpin and give it to the one I love."
Zhao Fang let out a dry cough in an awkward manner, "However, I only have eighty-seven godly herbs, are you guys willing to help me?"
Hearing this, the crowd was slightly startled, before they came to a realization. Zhao Fang was trying to borrow the godly medicine.
To this, they all expressed their understanding.
The spiritual medicine the God of Fortune wanted was far too rare. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that out of everyone here, only Ling Xian could have it.
The rest either gave up or borrowed money.
Immediately, many people expressed their willingness to help.
Zhao Fang's talent was extraordinary, and he was already at the half-Supreme Realm. It would not take him long to achieve the Martial Highness Realm, thus the crowd was eager to befriend him.
"Haha, Fellow Daoists, don't worry. I will offer you even more valuable treasures. I won't let you suffer a loss."
Seeing that the crowd was giving him so much face, Zhao Fang burst into laughter. The awkwardness in his heart vanished into thin air.
He was born arrogant and never begged for help. If he didn't want to please a woman, he wouldn't have asked.
Immediately, Zhao Fang listed out the names of eighty-seven different kinds of godly medicines and said, "I only have these godly medicines, I hope fellow cultivators will help me."
"I have seven, take them."
"I have three, you can have them."
Everyone chimed in. One after another, the godly medicine appeared. All of them were ones Zhao Fang didn't have.
Though they all wanted the red hairpin, they only had a few. Instead of keeping them, they might as well do him a favor.
"Haha, many thanks, fellow daoists."
Zhao Fang's smile deepened as he counted the godly medicines everyone gave him. However, after he was done, his smile froze.
Because he was still missing two.
This made Zhao Fang shake his head with a bitter smile, "If anyone has the Three Colored Lingzhi Mushroom and the Dreamless Fruit, I will pay five times the price!"
As soon as he finished speaking, no one answered.
Whether it was the Three Colored Lingzhi Mushroom or the Dreamless Fruit, they were the best of the best. They were not something that could be bought with spiritual stones.
"Friend Zhao is being sincere. If anyone has the Three Colored Lingzhi Mushroom and the Dreamless Fruit, sell them to him." The God of Fortune said with a smile. He didn't want the red hairpin to go unsold. He also knew how rare the 127 godly medicines were.
Zhao Fang finally managed to gather all of them. Of course, he had to help.
Unfortunately, no one said a word.
This made Zhao Fang sigh and he found it hard to hide his disappointment.
The God of Fortune was disappointed as well. He knew that if he insisted on getting the Three Colored Lingzhi Mushroom and the Dreamless Fruit, then the hairpin would go unsold.
He looked at Zhao Fang and decided to sell the hairpin to him. However, just then, he heard a shocking statement.
"The hairpin is mine," Ling Xian softly grinned. The 127 godly medicines appeared. The Three Colored Lingzhi Mushroom and the Dreamless Fruit were among them.
This stunned the God of Fortune. Everyone here fell into a state of shock.
This was far too shocking. So many important figures here wanted the red hairpin. Sadly, nobody had the spiritual medicine that the God of Fortune wanted.
Even the Elder of the Seven Holy Court, the soon-to-be Venerable Zhao Fang, had to lower his pride and borrow from him!
Yet Ling Xian had taken them out. They were all of the high rank. Why wouldn't everyone be shocked?
"My eyes are playing tricks on me. I must be playing tricks on me."
"Unbelievable. Who is this person? Could he be the saint of some hidden House? "
"The three items from before all ended up in his pocket. This person has far too many spiritual medicines."
Everyone was tongue-tied. Not even in their dreams did they think that someone would be able to take out the spiritual medicine that the God of Fortune wanted without borrowing!
"How … how is this possible?" Zhao Fang stared at the 127 godly medicines and a sentence flashed across his mind.
Comparisons are odious.
To gather all the spiritual medicines, the arrogant him asked to borrow. Yet Ling Xian casually took them out. This made him want to cry.
Why is the gap between us so huge!
Zhao Fang wanted to cry but no tears came out. He wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Asking to borrow was already embarrassing enough. Compared to Ling Xian, he felt like he had lost all of his face and that there was nothing left.
"I admire you. Even the Infinite Trading Company doesn't have a spiritual medicine, yet you have it." The God of Fortune stared at Ling Xian.
Everyone's gaze landed on him as well. Other than shock, there was jealousy.
The three items from before all ended up in Ling Xian's pocket. If the red hairpin also belongs to him, then he would have given out more than 200 different spiritual medicines.
Remember that this was no ordinary spiritual medicine. It was one that can only be found by luck. Most people don't even have 10 of them. Why wouldn't they be shocked? Why wouldn't they be jealous?
"I was lucky."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "The red jade hairpin, you can give it to me now."
"Wait."
A cold voice arose. A man with silver hair walked out from the middle of the second floor. His brows were sharp and his eyes were bright.
It was the person who fought against Ling Xian for the Array of Endless Growth.
He glared at Ling Xian, "If you want the hairpin, you have to ask for my permission first."
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