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Chapter 110: Mysterious Little Sword(1/2)

Tonight.

Su Xuan met many acquaintances.

These people all come here for the spiritual energy spring.

They had just arrived, and they were desperately trying to find out about Su Shen.

However, many people shook their heads, saying that this was their first time hearing about Su Shen and they had never been exposed to it before.

“Yuncheng has outstanding people!”

"The richest man in Yuncheng is half nine years old, with one dragon, two emperors and four gates. The Northern Wei family, the Southern Song Dynasty, and now there is a little Su Shen who has great medical skills."

A foreign boss was rubbing a pair of top-quality walnuts called 'Iron Lion' in his hands and sighed softly.

No wonder that in recent years, Yuncheng has risen from an unknown third-tier city against the trend, pushing down other first-tier cities in Yannan and taking the position of the capital city of a province.

The wealthy people in other big cities in Yannan Province are even more suppressed by Yuncheng.

Faintly.

Nowadays, the rich people in Yannan respect Yuncheng.

The richest man Zheng Jiuling, Wu Meng Jiang Feilong.

The Wei family in Beiling and the Song family in Nanshan!

Every time these people stamp their feet, the entire Yannan Province will tremble.

That's why we have the jingle of Northern Wei Family, Nanshan Song Dynasty, and Yan Yan Southern Storm.

Now a portion of spiritual energy water has pushed the mysterious Su Shen to the top of Cloud City, where he is highly praised by countless people.

In the auction hall, everyone took their seats one after another.

Su Xuan came to Lu Wanji's side and looked sideways at this pretty woman with an appearance that was as good as Shuang Saixue's.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, giving her a cold image as if she were still in awe of strangers.

Many people are bound to get the spiritual energy water tonight.

This is still the normal version.

Su Xuan was thankful that he had not refined the concentrated spiritual energy water.

Otherwise things will get messy.

I don't know how many people dug three feet into the ground to dig out Su Xuan and obtain the method for refining the concentrated version of the spiritual energy water.

Jiang Feiran and a group of others sat down not far away.

Su Xuan could feel that Jiang Feiran's complicated eyes were always on him.

The auction begins.

A tall and gorgeous woman wearing a blue and white cheongsam with slits reaching the top of her thighs and her beautiful legs tightly wrapped in stockings stepped onto the high platform to preside over the auction.

A brief introduction to the woman.

Then he went straight to the point: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Antique calligraphy, paintings, and rare objects will be auctioned tonight."

"This auction house is protected by law. The one with the highest bid gets it, and we have already reported it in advance tonight. There are public officials around to protect the safety of this auction. I won't go into details about the consequences for those who stir up trouble."

The woman lifted up the black cloth on the auction table in front of her.

A small three-legged cauldron of exquisite workmanship was revealed.

Su Xuan didn't have much involvement in these antiques and treasures, and he had no interest in them.

Anyway, in Su Xuan's eyes, apart from a few antique calligraphy and paintings that have research value, many are used for money laundering.

The three-legged tripod is a modern imitation.

It was auctioned as a handicraft, and was finally bought by a rich man with a bid of one million yuan.

The second and third pieces are all calligraphy and paintings by famous people.

For a truly priceless top treasure, let’s not say whether the owner will sell it. Even if it is sold, the auctioneer will be an international auction house like Sotheby’s or Christie’s.

"alright!"

"I believe everyone came here for the spiritual energy water tonight."

"Please give me the last auction item. After the auction is completed, the final bid for the aura water will be held tonight."

The woman in the cheongsam has a smile as bright as a flower.

Her beautiful eyes are long and narrow, and her manners are charming.

Su Xuan had heard before that the cheongsam woman who hosted the auction had a chaotic private life and had scandals with many wealthy people.

In Yuncheng, he has the title of Three Thousand Faces.

After the cheongsam woman finished speaking, she lifted the black cloth from the auction.

A small, rusty, thick, rusty sword with a length of about a foot was revealed.

The small sword looks ordinary, just like a handicraft for playing with, and there is nothing eye-catching in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in Su Xuan's eyes.

The small sword was full of spiritual energy and sharp in its killing blow, as if Su Xuan's sight was torn apart.

Su Xuan's eyes widened suddenly.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Sister Ji, take down this little sword."

Lu Wanji frowned and didn't ask Su Xuan why, she just nodded lightly.

The base price is 10,000.

Lu Wanji opened her mouth to say a hundred thousand words.

Everyone's surprised gazes immediately focused on Lu Wanji.

This small sword was ordinary and looked like it was used by the auction house to make up for the price. Even the cheongsam woman expected that the sword would not be auctioned in the end.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

It was beyond everyone's expectations.

Someone spoke again.

She is still a woman.

The woman was graceful and elegant, with a flourishing charm. Her beautiful eyes were unblinking as she looked closely at the small sword on the stage.

Lu Wanji said calmly: "Two hundred thousand!"

The women argued: "Three hundred thousand!"

Lu Wanji still didn't even look at the woman, and said casually: "Five hundred thousand!"

The woman spoke: "Six hundred thousand!"

Lu Wanji's slightly closed eyes finally opened, her red lips lightly opened, and she coldly uttered a sentence: "One million!"

The cheongsam woman was stunned.

All the wealthy people in the audience were stunned.

A small sword with a base price of 10,000 yuan increased by a hundred times in just a few minutes.

The woman did not give up and said calmly: "One and a half million!"

Lu Wanji followed closely: "Two million!"

Look at Lu Wanji’s understatement quote.

There was a hint of panic on the woman's face.

But he still gritted his teeth: "Two million and a half million!"

Lu Wanji: "Three million!"

The woman glared at Lu Wanji fiercely, as if she was angry. Why should a little nameless sword be fighting like this?

"Three and a half million!"

The woman raised her voice.

Lu Wanji raised the corner of her mouth: "Five million!"

The woman was so angry that she trembled all over and said angrily: "Six million!"

Seeing that Lu Wanji still wanted to follow, Su Xuan quickly stopped him: "Sister Ji, forget it, I don't want it anymore."

Lu Wanji said solemnly: "This is the first time you ask for something from me. Even if it's one billion or tens of billions, I will buy it for you."

Su Xuan felt warm in his heart.

He said with a grateful tone: "Sister Ji, give it to her, I don't have to do it."

Lu Wanji opened her mouth, but did not speak after all.
To be continued...
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