C55 An Auction

The auction in Sword Servant Manor was held as scheduled. Under Gong Cangfeng's special arrangement, Lu Changkong sat in unknown VIP seat. His seat was in a semicircle, and he didn't need to turn his head to see the seats of the Cangwu Sect. As soon as the two opponents sat down, sparks were created.

After Zhang Wenjun sat down, out of habit, he said arrogantly, "Reward. "

Zhang Junqiu, who was standing behind him, casually threw a middle-grade crystal to the waiter. The waiter took the crystal and sang loudly. "Cangwu Sect's sect leader will reward one middle-grade crystal!"

Before the attendant who received the reward could kowtow and express his thanks, he heard Zhang Junqiu urging him to give a cold laugh and say, "Reward a middle-grade crystal stone. What a huge sum of money!"

Kuan Qixia raised his hand and tossed two high-grade crystal stones to the attendant beside him. "Take it and drink some tea. "

The waiter immediately shouted, "Lu Changkong, Master Lu will reward me with two high-grade crystal stones!"

"Wrong!" The servant said unhappily, "Everyone will be rewarded with two high-grade crystals!"

"Master Lu, each person will be rewarded with two high-grade crystals!" The servant's voice had already changed slightly. Anyone could hear the excitement that he was unable to suppress.

The venue immediately went into an uproar. Nearly a hundred servants knelt down neatly and shouted at the same time, "Thank you, Master Lu, for your generous gift!"

Zhang Junqiu coldly snorted and said, "Reveal how much money you have! What's so great about having money? If the sect leader was happy, each person would be rewarded with a middle-grade flying sword. "

He was just speaking out of anger, but the waiter who saw money did not care if his words were true or not, and directly shouted, "Cangwu Sect's sect leader, each person will be rewarded with a middle-grade flying sword!"

The venue immediately boiled up. Even the waiter standing at the entrance rushed to the private seats of the Cangwu Sect like a swarm of bees. They knelt neatly in two rows, raised their hands over their heads, and said in unison, "Thank you, Zhang sect leader, for your generous gift!"

Zhang Junqiu panicked and blurted out, "I was just joking. I didn't say. . . "

He immediately shouted in a strange tone: "The Cangwu Sect's sect leader said that he was joking, he didn't say that he would reward them!" The shout was filled with Genuine Essences! It was a sound transmission that could travel a thousand miles. It shook the entire venue until it buzzed. The sound was erratic and erratic, making it hard for people to figure out who was shouting.

Silence! The originally noisy venue was so quiet that even a needle could be heard when it landed on the ground. After a moment of silence, the bursting laughter almost lifted the roof cover.

Zhang Wenjun's old face was so red that it went past his ears, but Zhang Junqiu was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. He knelt on the ground and trembled.

Zhang Wenjun took a long time to come back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and said, "Reward!"

The attendant was overjoyed when he saw Dark Parasol's Sect take out numerous flying swords as if they were cutting off flesh, and he was in a hurry to rectify the Cangwu Sect's name, causing him to shout out in a strange manner. "The Cangwu Sect isn't joking!"

As soon as he spoke these words, he thought of something that wasn't right, and he hurriedly shouted. "The last sentence was a joke, and the last sentence was not. "

Zhang Wenjun was so angry that he could see stars. If it wasn't for him being a guest in Sword Servant Manor, he would definitely have chopped down that incoherent servant with his sword. On the other side, Lu Changkong was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

He said with a stern face: "Pay attention to the might of an expert. If they fall into a trap, why are you laughing like this? You have no moral character at all!" He could not hold it in anymore and shouted at the top of his voice, "Cangwu Sect is such a joke, but it's not open this time!" After he shouted, he burst into laughter and laughed at Kuan Qixia.

The Cangwu Sect glared at him, but none of them dared to jump out and say anything like Zhang Junqiu. They were afraid that they might fall into his trap.

Hai Yun, who was sitting in the chairman, covered her mouth and laughed. "Uncle Gong, when you have time, go and discipline the shop assistant. Don't make the Sword Servant Manor seem like a place where money can't be seen. "

"Yes! I will definitely heavily punish those servants who don't know manners. "

"Forget it this time!" Hai Yun said, "You go and maintain order. Be careful that Zhang Wenjun, who has always been stingy, turns hostile on the spot. "

"Yes!" Although Gong Cangfeng chased away the waiter who surrounded Zhang Wenjun and took out the rewards, he did not hesitate to take 300 middle-grade flying swords from the Cangwu Sect.

After Gong Cangfeng stood on the stage and exchanged some pleasantries, the auction officially began. With the guidance of his hand gesture, ten maids clustered around a Sword Servant and walked onto the stage.

Although the ten young girls were also charming and charming, the clothes they wore had their own unique characteristics. However, compared to the elegant and elegant Sword Servant that was adorned with a bit of jade, the thin layer of makeup on the Sword Servant paled in comparison. The servant girl's veil was concealed, and her jade body was partially revealed. Although she was alluring, she always lacked a certain kind of elegance, which was completely different from the impression that the Sword Servant gave.

Lu Changkong's lips curled into a faint smile as he said, "Sword Servant Manor is very good at doing business. If the Sword Servant is a man, how will they set it up?"

"The Sword Servant are all women. " He urged, "Men with good mannerisms will not come to the Sword Servant Manor. They will all go to the black market to find Sword Attendants. "

"What did you say?" Lu Changkong did not believe his ears.

"Do you think that Cultivators are all unworldly masters?" He smiled evilly and said, "Don't forget, desires and desires were invented by cultivators. The Sword Servant is, in other words, a cultivator's maid or concubine. It's just that they won't be as exposed as the secular world says. "

After Lu Changkong heard this, his face darkened. The image of a righteous sect was once again discounted in his heart. At the same time, it also strengthened his determination to save Yiran. The Sword Servants walked onto the stage one by one. The bidding below the stage also rose and fell. In less than half a day, the fifteen Sword Servants were slaughtered by a few large sects. The highest price actually reached 300,000 high-grade crystals.

Currently, only Lu Changkong and the Cangwu Sect were left in the VIP seats. Lu Changkong was waiting happily, while the Cangwu Sect seemed to be waiting for Lu Changkong.

Urging Life also noticed this point. He said in a low voice, "It seems like the Cangwu Sect is waiting for us. But this is good as well. I only have one competitor, so it's easier to get rid of them. "

Lu Changkong asked, "The other sects won't participate in the bidding?"

"No!" He said with a cold smile, "Those old fellows care about their face very much. Even if they feel an itch in their hearts, they will not buy two Sword Servants at the same time, so as to avoid being said to be indulging in sexual desires. Besides, there is an unwritten rule in Sword Servant Manor that no one is allowed to buy two people at the same time. "

As the two were talking, Yiran walked onto the stage in a daze. From the moment she was demoted to the Sword Servant, her mind became blank. She unconsciously followed the instructions of others to put on makeup, put on clothes, and walk onto the stage.

Once upon a time, she felt deeply sorry for those talented and peerless Sword Servants. However, when she was reduced to being a plaything, who would shed tears for her?

Although she had already heard that Lu Changkong had angrily barged into the meeting room for her, He had angrily fought against the Ten Great Generals. However, she treated this matter as a joke from Zhuang You. Who would offend the Sword Servant Manor because of a stranger? Because of her excellence. She was ostracized and ridiculed by everyone. She didn't expect that she had already been demoted to a Sword Servant. They were still adding insult to injury and giving her false hope. Perhaps, she had gone from the peak of hope. She would fall heavily. . .

Wasn't the despair he felt when he fell funny?

Suddenly, Lu Changkong's voice transmission from the horizon pulled her back from her despair to reality. "Yiran, don't be afraid! With me around, no one can do anything to you!" The person she had met by chance was sitting below the stage and nodding at her.

Two lines of tears streaked across Yiran's face. She knew it. Lu Changkong was just an unknown person. He couldn't possibly spend a lot of money to buy her. However, this small figure could stand up for her while she was being mocked by others, stand up against the great sects under the heavens, and give her true comfort when she was in despair. This was enough, enough for her to be satisfied.

Yiran had just stabilized her footing when a loud sigh of admiration sounded. Some people even slapped their thighs. Why didn't they think that the best would always be at the end?

Gong Cangfeng lightly coughed and said, "Sword Servant Yiran, the starting bid is 1000 high-grade crystals. Everyone, please make your bids. "

"Ten thousand!" Wang Chong impatiently added on the price.

"Fifty thousand!"

Lu Changkong cast a sidelong glance at the Cangwu Sect and added the price with a sneer.

Wang Chong wasn't willing to be outdone either. "One hundred thousand high-grade crystals!"

"Two hundred thousand!" The collection in Lu Changkong's storage ring was as rich as an entire country. Two hundred thousand high-grade crystals was just a drop in the ocean.

Zhang Wenjun suddenly stood up and shouted, "300,000!" When he was at the market, he had already coveted Yiran's beauty. When he learned that his disciple had complained to Yiran, not only did he not stop her, he even hinted to Jiang Bin to demote Yiran to a Sword Servant. How could he let the duck in his hands fly away just like that?

Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Bravery, generous! But I, Lu Changkong, will not allow my friend to fall into the tiger's mouth. Six hundred thousand!"

No one had expected Lu Changkong to raise the price to the highest price in the hall. Countless pairs of eyes were looking at his private room. Everyone wanted to see this man who had lost all his precious daughter.

"Eight hundred thousand!" Zhang Wenjun shouted while gnashing his teeth in anger. Zhang Wenjun's stinginess and pride were even more famous in cultivation realm than his Azure Firmiana Sect's flying swords. It was the first time he could squeeze out so many crystals from his hands.

When Yiran heard this, her heart skipped a beat. Her tears were like broken pearls as they dripped onto the ground. "800,000 high grade crystals. " This was all stored by medium-sized sects. How could Lu Changkong, who had no sect or sect, take out so many crystals?

Indeed, Lu Changkong did not say anything.

Gong Cangfeng sighed in a low voice and shouted, "800,000 high grade crystals once. . . "

Zhang Wenjun smiled and quietly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He looked at Lu Changkong from the corner of his eyes complacently. His eyes were full of contempt and provocation. He was just waiting for Yiran to get her hands on the crystal stones and bring her to Lu Changkong. He was going to humiliate this ignorant kid.

"800,000 high-grade crystal stones, twice. . . "

Gong Cangfeng's second bid was like a heavy hammer hitting Yiran's heart. It completely destroyed her tiny bit of hope. She was already satisfied that Lu Changkong could do so much for her. She did not forget the distressed look on Lu Changkong's face when he first arrived at Sword Servant Manor because of his lack of money. Although. . . She didn't know where Lu Changkong got the crystal, but he could call out a sky-high price of six hundred thousand for her. She was already satisfied.

Zhang Wenjun didn't have the mood to provoke Lu Changkong anymore. He turned to Yiran with a smile on his face. The eyes of a grandmaster of a generation, the leader of a prestigious family, glinted with the desire of a beast.

"800,000 high grade crystals. . . "