newbobooks Chapter 68 Wind Spirit Pearl
Chapter 68 Wind Spirit Pearl
Feng Xuan found Feng Yu with a grin and squeezed into his seat.
Feng Yu snatched the fruit from the fruit plate from Feng Xuan and said, "Why aren't you with Yingying? What are you doing here?"
Feng Xuan snatched the fruit back, took a bite, and winked at Feng Yu: "Second brother, look at the last row, the one furthest in from us, that's the one I told you about, the one who bought your unlucky magic treasure, Fairy Shen."
Feng Yu frowned, making no attempt to hide her disdain for Feng Xuan: "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. What do you mean by 'inauspicious spirit treasure'?"
Seeing Feng Yu's expression change, Feng Xuan picked up the half-eaten fruit and left, saying, "I'm not going to say anything more, hehe, I'm going with Yingying."
Feng Yu looked back and saw two fairies sitting side by side at the innermost part of the floating fifth floor.
She was dressed in a plain, cloud-patterned dress, and possessed a cool and elegant beauty.
A woman dressed in a scarlet cloud-like robe, with a beautiful face and exceptional looks.
They don't look like sisters at all.
Feng Xuan said that Shen Xianzi's younger sister is very beautiful, so Shen Xianzi must be the one wearing a plain-colored cloud dress.
Feng Yu stared at it curiously. Did this Fairy Shen really understand the meaning of the 'Sun and Moon Shining Together' he had carved?
"At the ancient sand city of Longzhou, the Sishui Sect, the Immortal Saint Wu Yan has arrived..."
As the announcement faded, the sect leader's voice echoed in Shen Yao's mind: 'Interesting.'
Shen Yao: 'What's wrong?'
Sect Leader: 'Those two who just came in are demonic cultivators.'
Shen Yao: 'How could this be? How did a demonic cultivator sneak in?'
Sect Master: 'This male demonic cultivator is severely injured; he must be after the Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Yin Fruit.'
Shen Yao: 'What do you mean?'
Sect Master: 'The Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Yin Fruit is only effective against demonic cultivators or those severely injured by them.'
Shen Yao: 'That's interesting, but it's not really relevant to us. We only want the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Yang Fruit.'
Sect Leader: 'Hmm, not a big problem. Even if they have other motives, your father can protect you.'
As the seats gradually filled up, the treasure appraisal event finally began.
The head of the Feng family welcomed all the guests and, after expressing his gratitude for their attendance, invited the master of ceremonies, who was in charge of hosting the banquet, to take the stage.
The master of ceremonies was Feng Susu, the great-granddaughter of the Feng family patriarch. Feng Susu was charming but not seductive, with a graceful figure. As soon as she stepped onto the stage, a male cultivator shouted from below the stage: "Susu, I will definitely bid for the most precious spiritual treasure today and give it to you."
Feng Susu returned the greeting with a smile, but didn't say much. After a brief self-introduction, she began to display her treasures and invited the immortals to appraise them and bid.
The treasures at the beginning are nothing special; they are just some high-grade spiritual herbs, high-grade spiritual beasts, and other materials for alchemy and weapon crafting.
Even Shen Yao, who is not very knowledgeable and not particularly interested in the treasure, was being bid on and auctioned off by the visiting cultivators.
Shen Yao couldn't help but sigh: As expected of people from major sects and families, they are all worldly-wise. What they are bidding on is not treasures, but the goodwill they are building with the Feng family.
Jiang Ming's spiritual sense kept a close eye on Shen Yao, like a beast tamer carefully observing and studying his prey.
Xianyu was very interested in the treasure appraisal event. Although she wasn't interested in the materials for refining weapons and pills, she really enjoyed the lively atmosphere.
The salted fish herself didn't ask for a price, but every cultivator who won a treasure would receive a very enthusiastic round of applause from her.
Jiang Ming found it amusing to see Shen Yao sitting crookedly for a while, then upright, then slumped over the table, then sighing, as if she had little interest in the treasure appraisal meeting and was finding it particularly unbearable.
Wang Xu sensed that the hall master seemed to be in a good mood. He wondered what was making the hall master happy, so he turned around to look. As he looked, he saw Shen Yao in the innermost row of the fifth row.
Wang Xu was devastated: 'No wonder, no wonder! No wonder the leader came to Qiwu City, and not only did he chase him to the viewing room at the Immortal Wood Inn, but he also chased him all the way to the Feng family!'
Wang Xu looked at the back of Jiang Ming's head and silently shook his head: "I never expected this, I never expected this, the sect leader kept this from me for so long..."
Shen Yao got tired of sitting and stood up to stretch.
Feng Yu noticed a square-shaped communication token hanging from her waist, worn backwards. He wondered if it was the same as the Sun and Moon Radiating Light. He sent out his spiritual sense to investigate, but before he could get close, it was blocked by a spiritual sense of the same level, but more domineering than his.
Feng Yu was momentarily surprised and glanced at the first and second rows without showing any emotion, but received a warning look from Jiang Ming.
Feng Yu withdrew his gaze, realizing that this Fairy Shen had probably offended the Hall Master Jiang, whom she shouldn't have.
"The next treasure is: the Wind Spirit Pearl." Feng Susu lifted the cloud-covered cloth, suspending the treasure in the air to show it to the cultivators.
A sky-blue bead, about the size of two clenched fists, floats in mid-air, shimmering and sparkling, with flashes of light occasionally appearing on its surface, making it beautiful and dazzling.
"This one!" Xianyu excitedly tugged at Shen Yao's sleeve: "Yao Yao, I want this one."
The little koi fish loves these glowing pearls the most.
Even the group's darling had spoken, and Shen Yao only had one word: "Buy."
With Yao Yao making a move, it's definitely going to be a sure thing, and Xianyu is overjoyed.
After the presentation, Feng Susu said, "Starting bid: forty dollars."
Forty cuts are nothing to the powerful figures in these major clans, but using forty cuts to bid for the Wind Spirit Pearl is not worthwhile.
For mid-level sects, the Wind Spirit Pearl is a treasure; for small sects, it can be a prized possession.
However, high-level sects have no shortage of Wind Spirit Pearls.
Not to mention wind spirit orbs, they don't lack earth spirit orbs, water spirit orbs, wood spirit orbs...
However, quite a few customers still participated in the bidding.
'Forty-one cuts.'
'Forty-two cuts.'
'Forty-five cuts.'
'Forty-eight dollars for five thousand coins.'
...
The final price settled at $55.
Feng Susu began setting the price: "The Wind Spirit Pearl is worth fifty-five dollars. Is there a higher price?"
Shen Yao stood up and shouted, "Seventy cuts."
Feng Susu's eyes lit up: "Is there a price higher than seventy dollars?"
All the cultivators turned around and looked at the fairy who had made seventy cuts.
Some looked at him with displeasure, while others looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Seventy dollars for a Wind Spirit Orb? You've never seen anything good before.
Shen Yao felt extremely uncomfortable under their gazes and secretly vowed, "You look down on me, don't you? You think I'm a fool? Ha, you won't be able to bid on a single treasure from now on!"
Feng Susu asked again, "Is there a price higher than seventy dollars?"
"One hundred dollars." Jiang Ming did it on purpose. The appraisal event had been going on for quite some time, and this was Shen Yao's first bid. Jiang Ming found it amusing, and he thought that interfering with her might make things even more interesting.
Feng Susu was somewhat excited: "Master Jiang of the True God Sect offered one hundred knives. Is there a higher price than one hundred knives?"
The cultivators remained silent. Jiang Ming had already made his bid; who would dare to compete with him?
I was determined to buy it for Xianyu in the first place, and now that Jiang Ming wants it, I can't let him have it.
"Two hundred cuts!" Shen Yao immediately doubled the amount.
The cultivators looked again at the fairy in the corner. How foolish and brave of her to try and snatch the treasure from Hall Master Jiang!
Jiang Ming raised an eyebrow, drank a glass of fruit wine, and found it even more amusing.
Feng Susu looked at Hall Master Jiang and asked awkwardly, "Is there a price higher than two hundred dollars?"
Jiang Ming waved his hand, and Feng Susu understood his meaning: "Wind Spirit Pearl, two hundred cuts, deal! Congratulations to this fairy!"
Salty Fish clapped his hands with great enthusiasm.
A fairy in the front row turned to Shen Yao and said, "This fairy, spending two hundred knives to buy a Wind Spirit Pearl, what if your elders knew about it..."
Shen Yao said, "It doesn't matter, my sister likes it, I'll use it as a toy for her."
When Xianfan, who had been asking the question, encountered a troublemaker, she pursed her lips and turned away.
The cultivators all shook their heads, wondering which family's spendthrift daughter she was. If their own family had a descendant like that, spending two hundred dollars to buy a Wind Spirit Pearl, they would definitely beat her to death.