Chapter 1533 Purple Leaf Red Ginseng
The vine demon responded in a childish voice: "Okay! It's a deal! One more red fruit, there are forty-eight left. You promise me, don't go back on it!"
"Yeah!" Ye Ling just took out the red fruit, and was quickly swept away by the ivy.
At the same time, Ye Ling was also relieved. Since the Millennium Vine Demon agreed and remembered the number of Zhu Guo so clearly, the Vine Demon would not shirk the favor and would only wait until the latter half of the night to talk to it in secret.
As the auction continued, the shopkeeper of Xianyunju ordered his clerk to display several treasures, but none of them caught the eyes of Ye Ling and Lu Binglan.
When he held out a jade box, Ye Ling immediately felt the fragrance of vegetation and the violent fire energy contained in it.
When the shopkeeper placed it on the Eight Immortals table and opened it, it was a purple-leaf red ginseng with a red flaming glow all over its body.
"High-quality purple-leaf red ginseng, a great tonic for fire monks! Rare spiritual grass, rarely seen in the world! Whether it is used to make elixirs or to soak in spiritual wine, it is the best choice!"
After the introduction by the shopkeeper of Xianyunju, the Huolinggen monks present became interested.
Only the disciples of Lieyang Sword Sect looked at each other in shock.
One of them couldn't bear it anymore and blurted out: "Isn't this the rare red ginseng from our Lieyang Sword Sect Medicine Pavilion? How come it appears at the auction?"
Another disciple also said: "Our sect's spiritual herbs and elixirs are not spread to the outside world. There are three purple-leaf red ginseng plants in the medicine pavilion. They were still there when we last went! Who stole our sect's spiritual herbs?" Sold on consignment at the auction! Shopkeeper, you must give us an explanation!"
After all, the shopkeeper Xianyunju has experienced the world and said calmly: "Our auction only accepts treasures consigned by customers and never asks about their origins! Purple-leaf red ginseng is not unique to your sect, so how can you conclude that it belongs to your sect?" Besides, even if it is really a disciple of your sect, what will happen? In short, at our Xianyunju auction, we will not ask about the origin of the customer, and we will only sell the treasure on consignment, regardless of its provenance. "
When the shopkeeper said this, he patted the corner of the Eight Immortals table, and the thousand-year-old vine demon from the ground of the flower hall came out in response, stretched out its thick vines, and wrapped them around the flower stand.
These disciples of the Lieyang Sword Sect were immediately speechless and did not dare to say anything more. They made up their minds to report this matter when they returned to the sect.
It would be fine if the purple-leaf red ginseng in the medicine pavilion was not lost. If it was really this one, it would be safer for the sect to come forward to negotiate.
Otherwise, just a few of them would be no match for the Millennium Vine Demon. No one would dare to mess around and disturb the auction at Xianyunju.
The leading disciple of the Lieyang Sword Sect could only clasp his fists and salute: "Maybe we admitted our mistake! Please don't blame me, shopkeeper."
"Easy to say, easy to say!" The shopkeeper of Xianyunju didn't share their knowledge and said loudly: "High-grade purple leaf red ginseng, the starting price is thirty thousand spiritual stones!"
Some of the Fire Spirit Root cultivators present were afraid of offending the Lieyang Sword Sect and did not dare to bid. On the contrary, a few sitting in the front row disdained the disguise and immediately made an offer:
"I will give you 40,000 spirit stones!"
"I'll pay fifty thousand!"
"Eighty thousand spiritual stones!" The second young master of the city lord's palace said with great pride. He was confident that buying a high-grade rare spiritual grass at this price was already considered a very high price, and no one would compete with him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Ling, who was on the veranda behind, said in a deep voice: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones!"
The second young master of the City Lord's Mansion looked back and saw that it was Bai Wuying who was bidding with him. He couldn't help but frowned and thought to himself that today was such a bad day. No matter what treasure he wanted to buy, someone would interfere with it!
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