Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 53

“Fifty million, low-grade spiritual stones.”

As Feng Qingran’s voice rang out, the auction hall erupted into a clamor.

“Whose spendthrift heir is this? Do they even know the rules of an auction? Who raises the bid like this?”

“Exactly! How are the rest of us supposed to bid when you call out prices like that?”

“If we bid too low, it’s embarrassing. If we bid higher, we don’t have that many stones anyway!”

“Ah, forget it. It’s just the first item. Let’s just leave it to this person. Let’s hope they behave for the rest of the auction…”

…

Manling was stunned for a moment before she regained her composure. A charming smile spread across her face as she announced, “Bidder number ninety-nine offers fifty million low-grade spiritual stones. Are there any other bids?”

Anyone seated on the ninth floor was a distinguished guest of the Shumoge Pavilion, and Manling dared not neglect them.

After striking her gavel three times, she immediately had the Green Luan Sword delivered to Feng Qingran.

VIP Room 99, Ninth Floor.

Feng Qingran paid the spiritual stones and received the Green Luan Sword.

The auction continued.

But Feng Qingran’s attention was completely captivated by the Green Luan Sword.

The sword was entirely cyan in color. Its hilt was exquisitely crafted, though inlaid with a dull, lackluster piece of colored glass that slightly detracted from its beauty. The scabbard was carved with a lifelike azure dragon. The blade was sharp, radiating a fierce, chilling intent.

The more Feng Qingran looked at it, the more she liked it. She completely failed to notice Zhuoyan’s unusual reaction.

Zhuoyan’s eyes darted around. This girl’s luck is just too good. She randomly buys one thing and manages to pick up a Primordial Spiritual Treasure.

A sixth-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure is no less valuable than a divine artifact.

Primordial Spiritual Treasures are nurtured by heaven and earth, and they usually contain an artifact spirit. Furthermore, a Primordial Spiritual Treasure can grow in grade alongside its master, becoming stronger as its master does.

That bunch of trash down there definitely can’t tell the difference between a Primordial and a later-forged treasure. That’s how Feng Qingran got such a bargain.

Feng Qingran stared intently at the colored glass stone on the hilt. It looked so familiar.

She used her spiritual sense to rummage through her interspatial storage.

Inside the space, the previous thatched hut had been upgraded into a luxurious courtyard, complete with a spiritual bathing pool. Everything within the courtyard was meticulously maintained by Yuanbao. Outside the courtyard, various spiritual plants and fruits grew in abundance.

After Feng Qingran advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, the spiritual energy within her space had become much richer, allowing her to grow spiritual plants of a higher grade.

Yuanbao was currently swinging a hoe, turning the soil to plant spiritual herbs. Sensing Feng Qingran’s spiritual sense, it froze. Was its master going to start pulling up plants again?

“Yuanbao, where did you put the dragon bone I bought two years ago?” Feng Qingran transmitted her voice to Yuanbao.

Yuanbao’s blue wings stiffened. It hemmed and hawed, not daring to speak.

Feng Qingran understood immediately. “Feng Ci! Get out here! Did you steal and eat my dragon bone?”

A black egg materialized, looking slightly guilty. “I… accidentally ate it. Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back later.”

Feng Qingran snorted coldly. “From now on, you have to ask my permission before eating any of my things! Otherwise, I’ll crack your shell open!”

After issuing her warning, Feng Qingran sent the Green Luan Sword into her storage space. She casually placed a restriction on the sword for good measure, just in case Feng Ci decided to swallow that too.

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“Next, we have the fourth auction item: a Mysterious-grade cultivation technique! The starting bid is one million low-grade spiritual stones, with minimum increments of two hundred thousand.”

As soon as Manling’s words fell, bids started coming in.

Just like with the first three items, the initial bidders were still those from the fifth floor and below.

Soon, the price reached five million. Without Feng Qingran’s disruptive bidding, everyone followed the rules, raising the price bit by bit.

“Ten million!” someone on the fifth floor impatiently shouted.

It seemed that ever since Feng Qingran’s stunt, some bidders had stopped following the conventional bidding etiquette.

“Thirty million,” a voice from the seventh floor called out.

Although Mysterious-grade techniques weren’t as valuable as Earth-grade or Heaven-grade ones, they were still decent for outer sect disciples to practice.

“Fifty million,” another bid came from the seventh floor.

The two seemed to lock horns, going back and forth until they drove the price all the way up to one hundred million.

A Mysterious-grade technique was worth thirty million at most. Paying a hundred million for it was just foolish.

The bidders below complained bitterly, “Seventh-floor experts actually have the nerve to compete with us for a Mysterious-grade technique?”

“Doesn’t it feel like the auction items are getting worse? Only the first item, the Green Luan Sword, was any good.”

“Right? The second and third items were both low-grade pills. Anyone with any status can buy those anywhere. Why would you need to come to an auction for them…”

“Hey, do those two on the seventh floor have some kind of grudge? They seem to be bidding like they’ve lost their minds.”

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“One hundred and fifty million!” one shouted.

“Twenty thousand top-grade spiritual stones!” a booming voice countered.

The hall fell into silence.

Only in the ninth-floor room did Feng Qingran look on with excitement. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. All this for a single Mysterious-grade technique? Things are probably going to get even wilder later.”

Thud!

Manling’s gavel fell. “Congratulations to bidder seventy-three! The Mysterious-grade technique is yours for twenty thousand top-grade spiritual stones.”

A figure in black robes came forward to receive the technique.

Manling began introducing the fifth item. “The Purple Extreme Blazing Stone. It can burn continuously for a hundred years, with a potency equivalent to the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Fire. You can even control the intensity of its flames by imbuing it with your spiritual sense.”

“The starting bid is five hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones. Minimum increments are one hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones.”

Manling kept her explanations for each item brief and to the point.

This was on the orders of Baili Yuanmo. The participants in this auction were all powerful figures who could discern the value of an item at a glance. Lengthy introductions were unnecessary.

“Five hundred thousand!” The first bid came from the fifth floor.

Alchemists in the Nine Provinces continent who possessed strange fires were exceedingly rare. Under such circumstances, most alchemists would opt for combustible blazing stones. However, blazing stones had a significant drawback.

Low-grade blazing stones had unstable burn times, and their heat output was difficult to control. Many alchemists often failed in their pill refinement because of this.

High-grade blazing stones, however, were extremely hard to find. Especially a Purple Extreme Blazing Stone like this one—it could be considered the dream treasure for any alchemist without a strange fire.

“Six hundred thousand.” This time, the bid came from right next to Feng Qingran’s room.