Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Chapter 277 Monster Stone Egg, 1 Yuan Stone!

As soon as Wan Jinquan finished speaking, bids began to ring out one after another.

"Fifty-five low-grade spirit stones!"

"Fifty-six low-grade Yuan Stone!!"

"Sixty-low grade Yuan Stone!"

"I'm taking this spear for myself! Sixty-six low-grade spirit stones!"

Sitting in the pavilion, Jiang Xiaochuan listened to the bidding from one person to another. For some reason, he became excited and blurted out, following the price announced by everyone:

"Seventy low-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Qing rolled her eyes. "Why are you making such a fuss? Do you have too many spirit stones and nowhere to spend them?"

Jiang Xiaochuan chuckled sheepishly, "It's just that the atmosphere was right, I couldn't help myself! Don't worry, I'm just going to shout it out once to satisfy my craving. There will naturally be others who will raise the price later."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaochuan waited for a while, but he never heard the sound of raising the price again.

What he didn't know was that the people who had been bidding earlier were all martial artists sitting on the first floor.

Upon hearing Jiang Xiaochuan's offer from the second-floor resident, these people became hesitant and wary due to his VIP status.

"No way!"

Seeing that no one was bidding higher, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

Wan Jinquan glanced at the crowd and said, "The distinguished guest on the second floor has bid seventy low-grade spirit stones. If no one bids higher, then this fourth-grade Phoenix Chasing Spear will belong to this distinguished guest!"

Just as Jiang Xiaochuan was silently praying, finally, a voice came from the room opposite him:

"Eighty-grade Yuan Stone."

"Great!"

Jiang Xiaochuan let out a long sigh of relief.

These seventy yuan stones were finally saved.

Once the eighty-grade low-level spirit stones were offered, no one else raised the price.

The auction of the Phoenix Chasing Spear has now concluded.

Immediately afterwards, the second item was brought up, which turned out to be a low-rank martial arts manual called "Tianbo Gong".

However, this martial arts manual was incomplete, so the price was greatly reduced, but in the end, it was still bought by another VIP in the second-floor pavilion for one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

The next four items were all insignificant, and none of the VIPs in the second-floor pavilion participated in the bidding. As a result, these four items were all taken by the martial artists on the first floor.

These four items are of little use to the VIPs on the second floor, but they are rare treasures to the martial artists on the first floor.

Before long, the tenth item was auctioned, a dark gray oval stone about the size of a washbasin.

As soon as the stone appeared, Xiao Qing, who was engrossed in eating, seemed to sense something and immediately craned her neck to look at the display stand.

"This stone contains a faint aura of a demonic beast! And like this one, it's of the icy attribute!"

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Qing finished speaking, Wan Jinquan on the display stand introduced, "This is a stone egg from an ancient ruin. According to the appraisers of my Wan Jin Chamber of Commerce, this stone egg contains a cold-attribute demonic beast with extraordinary bloodline!"

"Although this stone egg is too ancient to hatch, it still retains several strands of extremely pure cold yin energy! Fellow cultivators who practice the same attribute should not miss this opportunity! The starting bid for this stone egg is ten low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least one yuan stone higher!"

After Wan Jinquan finished his introduction, there was a brief silence in the room.

This situation was naturally within Wan Jinquan's expectations, so he did not show any unusual expression and waited calmly for the first bidder.

Although this stone pebble has very limited uses and significant limitations, it is priceless to those who need it. Therefore, Wan Jinquan is not worried at all that the stone pebble will fail to sell at auction.

Sure enough, about fifteen minutes later, a weak voice rang out from among the many martial artists on the first floor:

"Eleven low-grade spirit stones."

After the first bidder made the offer, more and more bids began to come in.

"Fifteen low-grade spirit stones."

"Sixteen low-grade spirit stones!"

Seeing that Xiaoqing was still staring intently at the stone egg, Jiang Xiaochuan tentatively asked, "Do you want this stone egg?"

Xiaoqing nodded and replied seriously, "If you want it, you have to take a picture of it for me!"

"no problem!"

Jiang Xiaochuan immediately became excited, looked at the display stand, and shouted, "Twenty low-grade spirit stones!"

Seeing that someone on the second floor had made a bid, the martial artist on the first floor fell silent again.

Jiang Xiaochuan also began to pray in his heart.

However, this time his prayer was completely different from the last one. He hoped that no one would continue to bid, so that he could acquire the stone egg at the low price of twenty low-grade spirit stones.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

Before Jiang Xiaochuan could finish his prayer, a young man's voice came from the adjacent room:

"Twenty-five low-grade spirit stones."

"Thirty low-grade spirit stones!" Jiang Xiaochuan continued to add.

"Forty low-grade spirit stones." The voice followed closely behind.

"Forty-five low-grade spirit stones!" Jiang Xiaochuan retorted, not to be outdone.

"Fifty low-grade spirit stones." It was the same person again, speaking in the same unhurried tone.

"—Damn it!"

Jiang Xiaochuan cursed under his breath, gritted his teeth, and raised the price by five more: "Sixty low-grade spirit stones!"

"Sixty-five low-grade spirit stones."

"Seventy-five low-grade spirit stones!!" Jiang Xiaochuan was already gritting his teeth.

At the same time, the martial artists on the first floor who were watching the commotion began to whisper among themselves, speculating about the identities of the two people vying for the stone egg.

Wan Jinquan was clearly surprised that the stone pebble would fetch such a high price, so his gaze involuntarily swept towards the second-floor attic.

"Eighty low-grade spirit stones." The tone remained completely calm.

"Alright! I'll play along with you to the very end today!"

Jiang Xiaochuan jumped up from his chair, hands on his hips, and shouted, "One hundred low-grade spirit stones!!"

The voice finally stopped.

The auction for the stone pebble finally came to an end, with Jiang Xiaochuan winning it for a high price of one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's expression, which was more like crying, Xiaoqing snorted, "It's just a hundred low-grade spirit stones, why are you making such a fuss! At worst, I'll spit on you a bit more so you can draw a few more high-grade ice breath talismans, and you'll get your spirit stones back, right?"

"You'd better keep your word!"

Jiang Xiaochuan turned to look at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing raised her head. "Of course! I'm a demon who keeps her word!"

Jiang Xiaochuan's expression changed drastically, and he took out a large porcelain bottle from his storage bracelet and handed it to Xiaoqing.

"what do you mean?!"

Xiaoqing looked at the bottle that Jiang Xiaochuan handed her, which was several times larger than herself, and shouted, "Jiang Xiaochuan, are you crazy?! This bottle is so big, are you trying to drain me dry?!"

"You promised me! What—are you going to break your promise?" Jiang Xiaochuan blinked his big eyes, looking completely innocent.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Qing bared her two fangs and said fiercely, "Jiang Xiaochuan, you schemed against me! This time, you're ruthless!"

After making those harsh words, Xiaoqing angrily climbed onto the bottle, opened her mouth, and started spitting saliva into it.