Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked down. There were more than a dozen things listed under the golden ring spirit earthworm.
He sneered in his heart, knowing that apart from the Golden Ring Spirit Earthworm, which was a must-have for the Zhou family, the others were just a cover-up.
The Zhou family really took the bait, and it was worth it for him to release the golden ring spirit earthworm as bait.
After Zhao Sheng finished reading, he closed the paper and asked, "Do I have to take a picture of everything on it?"
Zhou Zhongyu nodded, his expression very serious, and said, "Yes! The first three treasures must be bought no matter how much it costs. As for the treasures after that, Brother Zhao can handle them at his discretion. As long as they don't exceed 10,000 spirit stones, try to get them."
"Well, since it's inconvenient for you to show up at home, I'll do it for you this time."
"Brother Zhao, please!"
As he spoke, Zhou Zhongyu handed over a storage bag.
Zhao Sheng took it, put it in his arms without even looking at it, and nodded solemnly.
…
Three days later, in a quiet room, Zhao Sheng was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by a delicate voice.
"Senior, the Chen Yi auction is about to begin."
"knew!"
Zhao Sheng stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and saw a maid with scantily clad clothes and innocent appearance standing respectfully beside him.
"lead the way!"
"yes."
The maid bowed and then led Zhao Sheng outside.
Zhao Sheng is now located near Wanbaofang in Yongjing.
Because the Wanbao Auction is so large, there are hundreds of small auctions in addition to the main venue.
In addition to open auctions, there are also various other trading methods such as secret auctions, exchange meetings, and treasure appraisal meetings.
What Zhao Sheng was going to participate in was a small auction.
After passing through a corridor, the two came to a stone wall.
The maid reached out and pressed lightly on the stone wall. After a burst of white light, a door of light appeared out of thin air.
"Senior, please come in." The woman took a step back respectfully.
Zhao Sheng nodded and walked in without saying anything, and the woman followed closely behind him.
After the two entered, the light gate automatically disappeared and the outside turned into a stone wall again.
The passage is not long, and there is a faint white light flashing at the end.
Zhao Sheng walked forward slowly and silently. After turning a corner, a stone door suddenly appeared in front of him.
Outside the stone gate stood a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, dressed in sky-blue Confucian attire.
When this person saw Zhao Sheng appear, he immediately smiled and said, "My name is Mo Yunji, welcome to this auction.
Xiaoli, you must treat your seniors well. If you neglect them, I will hold you accountable later!"
The middle-aged man surnamed Mo was extremely polite to Zhao Sheng, and then he gave a solemn instruction to the maid.
"As you command, my Lord."
The maid seemed extremely afraid of this man. She turned pale with fright when she heard what he said and answered hurriedly.
A strange look flashed in Zhao Sheng's eyes, but he said nothing. He nodded at Mo Yunji and walked into the stone gate.
Inside the gate was a magnificent hall. In the middle was a high platform, surrounded by tables and chairs, most of which were already occupied.
But when Zhao Sheng saw the situation in the hall clearly, a strange look appeared on his face.
Except for two female cultivators sitting alone, the male cultivators on other chairs were all leaning against a female servant.
Although these maids are mortals, they are all young, beautiful and have extraordinary looks.
Just as Zhao Sheng was in a daze, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew beside him, and a soft and delicate body trembled slightly and pressed against his side.
Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, dodged the woman's attack, and moved away.
Seeing this, the maid bit her lip lightly, looking pitiful.
Zhao Sheng didn't care what she thought. At this moment, he was looking around at other people calmly.
Among the cultivators present, most had a fleeting aura, making it difficult to discern. It was obvious they were Foundation Establishment cultivators. The remaining cultivators were at least at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.
When Zhao Sheng saw this, a strange look flashed across his eyes. Then he found an empty chair and sat down with his arms and legs stretched out as if nothing had happened.
The waitress also followed and stood timidly behind him. She wanted to go forward several times but did not dare to move.
Most people were indifferent to his arrival, but a few gave Zhao Sheng a flattering smile.
Apart from anything else, the unfathomable aura alone is enough to make them treat it kindly.
Zhao Sheng's face was calm, and he did not respond to the flattery of people around him. He just waited silently.
After a while, another five or six cultivators with very different temperaments entered the hall, each accompanied by a young and beautiful maid.
Seeing all this, Zhao Sheng looked calm, but felt a little surprised in his heart.
The auction was not large in scale, but he couldn't see through the realm of most of the participants. It seemed that this auction was going to be a hassle.
After a while, the hall was full of people.
At this time, Mo Yunji walked up to the platform with a smile on his face, smiled at the cultivators below, and said loudly:
"Today's Chen Yi Auction is hosted by me. It's a real honor for me to have nearly a hundred fellow practitioners participating."
After making an opening statement, he immediately got to the point: "Enough of small talk, this auction is officially starting.
After a flash of light, a few things suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yunji.
"A bottle of second-level Yunling Dan, a Dayong purple gold Tongbao, and a bundle of ten Heart Building Incense sticks."
Every time he picked up an item, Mo Yunji gave a detailed introduction, which moved many of the cultivators present and made them look a little surprised. It was obvious that these things were indeed rare.
However, Zhao Sheng had no interest in these treasures. Maybe they were indeed valuable, but to him, they were of no use at all.
Because he won't live many years.
Mo Yunji is a qualified auctioneer. He uses his skillful rhetoric to make the atmosphere of the auction increasingly heated.
Every time he put a treasure up for auction, it would cause a crowd of people to scramble for it.
Time passed quickly, and the auction came to an end in the blink of an eye.
When a seven-hundred-year-old exotic bee fruit was auctioned off.
Mo Yunji's expression straightened as he said loudly, "Attention, fellows. The regular items have been auctioned off. Now it's time for the three finale treasures to be presented."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene below suddenly became solemn. All the cultivators sat up straight and looked at Mo Yunji with sharp eyes.
Zhao Sheng looked around and nodded secretly in his heart, knowing that some of the people present came specifically for the Golden Ring Spirit Earthworm, while others had a "mission" like him.
At this moment, Mo Yunji suddenly had a yellow spirit insect bag in his hand.
"The treasure below is a rare spiritual insect called the Golden Ring Spirit Earthworm.
When talking about the golden-ringed spirit earthworm, we have to mention an ancient dragon species that has long been extinct.
Have you ever heard of the name of Mountain Dragon?"
Mo Yunji looked at the people below with full confidence.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone below suddenly exclaimed, "Mountain Dragon? But that immortal dragon that can rival a Nascent Soul?"
Zhao Sheng looked at the person who spoke with a strange expression, and there were many cultivators with the same movements and expressions as him.
Noticing this situation, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.