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Hearing someone place a bid, the auctioneer felt a surge of excitement, but when she heard the amount, she nearly fainted.
This was the final segment of the auction, and no bid had ever been lower than one top-grade spirit stone! The person had only offered one mid-grade spirit stone—was this a humiliation directed at her?
Gritting her teeth, the auctioneer looked up at the guest on the second floor who had raised their hand, forcing a smile that was more of a grimace. Wasn't this price a bit too low? Was there a rule against bidding this amount?
Suddenly, she found herself in a difficult position. The auction had no reserve price, meaning they couldn't refuse any bid; however, this offer was simply too low. Just bringing back this stone would cost them three Golden Core cultivators. They had initially thought it was some kind of magical treasure, but upon closer inspection, they realized it only had the ability to affect the soul.
In the midst of this agonizing silence, a man stood up and looked helplessly at the figure on the second floor. Having already extracted so many top-grade spirit stones from him, was it really that hard to offer just one?
He shook his head in resignation; there was no rule against such low bids at the auction. The crowd below couldn't help but voice their opinions. "In my opinion, if this young man can bid this amount, he's already being generous; you shouldn't be too picky."
At that moment, a young man in white robes in the corner chuckled and raised his paddle. "I bid one mid-grade spirit stone." He glanced back with disdain and looked up at the second floor with a smile full of provocation. Surely someone who could sit on the second floor wouldn’t have such little strength?
Qi Xiao froze for a moment and recognized him as the young man in white who had glared at him earlier by the stairs. He frowned, an ominous feeling rising within him: Could it be that he held a grudge against me?
He raised his paddle. "Two mid-grade spirit stones."
The young man in white smiled and raised his bid again. "Three mid-grade spirit stones."
No matter what price Qi Xiao offered next, he would just add one more mid-grade spirit stone to his bid. The crowd below thought these two were just two fools engaged in a pointless rivalry, but to those at the auction, it was like rain falling from the sky.
The auctioneer excitedly struck her gavel. "One top-grade spirit stone—anyone else want to bid?"
Qi Xiao lazily called out, "Ten top-grade spirit stones."
The young man in white was about to continue bidding when someone beside him pulled him back. "Are you crazy? You’re going to spend that much money on something worthless?"
The young man in white snorted dismissively. People who could sit on the second floor weren't lacking in money. He wanted to go toe-to-toe with me; he would definitely continue bidding! I’m not here to buy this stone; I just want to annoy him with my offers.
He confidently raised his sign, bidding thirty high-grade spirit stones. After waiting for two seconds, he anticipated the auctioneer's gavel to fall, but no competing voice came forth. A sense of foreboding crept into his heart as he turned to look back. Qi Xiao had discarded his sign and was happily applauding him, coinciding with the auctioneer's third call for the gavel to fall.
"Since this young hero is so fond of it, I shall not compete with you," he thought.
The young man in white was taken aback, hurriedly glancing at the stage. "Wait, I didn't mean—"
The auctioneer's expression turned cold as he fixed his gaze on him. "What?"
Although he had indeed brought a considerable amount of spirit stones on this trip, he had never intended to spend so many on a stone of unclear value. If his uncles and aunts from the clan found out, he would surely face a severe reprimand. As this thought crossed his mind, the young man's face paled slightly.
Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, the auctioneer coldly warned him, "Once it’s bid on, there are no returns."
His words lodged in the young man's throat. He was pulled back into his seat by those beside him, his complexion as white as paper.
"What should I do? What should I do? I've gotten myself into big trouble!"
The people at the auction brought him to a small room where they presented the item and asked for payment. Looking at the several deeply cultivated cultivators in the room, the young man in white could only pay reluctantly.
What could this broken stone possibly be worth? How could he have been foolish enough to buy this?
It was all that person's fault; he must have done it on purpose!
"Where are you going?"
Bai Ruoshu stepped out of the room and paused at the sound, gritting his teeth. "I’m going to find that guy and settle the score. If it weren't for him deliberately tricking me, I wouldn't have bought this thing!"
Fu Ming looked at him with a hint of pity. "Wasn't this your own doing? I told you not to bid anymore, but you still—"
His words trailed off under Bai Ruoshu's fierce glare, gradually fading into silence.
"You’re so good at talking now; where were you just now?" Fu Ming was also somewhat angry.
He had only meant well, yet Bai Ruoshu had made a mistake and refused to reflect on it while shifting blame onto others. Fu Ming turned away in frustration, his tone icy. "If you're so capable, then go explain it to your family yourself!"
Meanwhile, Qi Xiao and his companion emerged from the auction house, where the staff greeted Qi Xiao warmly. Although he had started off on a bad note, the fact that the stone sold for such a price was largely due to Qi Xiao's efforts.
Qi Xiao forced a smile, though his mood was far from cheerful. Just then, Fu Ming and Bai Ruoshu emerged from nearby. Upon seeing the two familiar figures, Bai Ruoshu rushed forward, only to be blocked by Lu Mingyuan.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Bai Ruoshu was both angry and aggrieved. "If it weren't for you, how could I have captured this?"
Qi Xiao glanced at the object in his hand and coldly laughed. "I see you’re so eager to raise the price; I thought you liked it. What’s this? You don’t like it after all?"
Bai Ruoshu stood frozen, his face turning crimson as he stammered, unable to retort.
"Spit it out if you have the guts! Why hide behind your cloak?"
Qi Xiao rolled his eyes.
"Announce my name? And wait for trouble to come knocking? Am I foolish enough to do that?"
Seeing him silent, Bai Ruoshu seemed to have found a weakness and became quite smug.
"You can’t even say your own name. You must be some kind of villain who can only hide in the shadows!"
His voice was loud enough to attract the attention of those around them. Bai Ruoshu felt triumphant, thinking he had made a valid point, unaware that others were looking at him as if he were a fool.
"Has he lost his mind? Announcing names outside an auction? Is he afraid that robbers will come after him?"
Hearing Bai Ruoshu's words, Qi Xiao smirked coldly. "If you want me to announce my name, you should go first."
Bai Ruoshu grinned proudly. "I’m Bai, from the Bai family of Tongling."
Qi Xiao clapped and laughed heartily. "So you're from the Bai family of Tongling! No wonder you're so generous; respect!"
Bai Ruoshu basked in the flattery, oblivious to the several unfriendly gazes directed at him. Qi Xiao secretly chuckled.
This guy really is a fool, lacking even the most basic sense of self-preservation!
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