4179 Would it fail?



"Meng Zheng, could he be from the realm heaven's Meng clan? did he use a demon race martial technique?" Yuwen Siyuan asked Yuwen Sicheng. The Yuwen family had a long history. As the young master, Yuwen Siyuan knew a thing or two about the small realm heaven.

"That's right, it's indeed a demon race martial technique. " Yuwen Sicheng replied.

"He is indeed from the Meng clan. This Ling Chuxi is really lucky to have such a follower." Yuwen Siyuan was suddenly enlightened.

The Meng family was the number one refining family in the small realm heaven. Although they couldn't compare to the ancient families in the middle heaven region in terms of cultivation, they were rich with their refining skills passed down from generation to generation. It wasn't strange that this guy called Meng Zheng could take out a million five-colored spirit stones.

Knowing Meng Zheng's background, Yuwen Sicheng was not too worried. Since he was Ling Chuxi's follower, then even if he had some status in the Meng family, it would not be too high. This one million should be his limit.

At this time, Yuwen Sicheng did not know that he had guessed two things wrong. First, at least before he met Ling Chuxi, Meng Zheng was the young master of the Meng family. His status was definitely much higher than he had imagined. Second, this one million was actually not Meng Zheng 's, but Ling Chuxi's own. She had only taken it from Meng Zheng's hands once because she was afraid of arousing Yuwen Siyuan's vigilance. The storage bag that Ling Yitong had taken out earlier had also been the same.

" 15 million." Yuwen Sicheng estimated that Ling Linxi would have no more reinforcements, so he immediately added another five million, vowing to crush the Ling family to the ground.

In any case, Elder Gong had already made his stand clear. After he dealt with Ling Chuxi, he would be able to get back all the money he had offered, so there was nothing to worry about.

Gasps could be heard from all around. No one had expected the conflict between the Yuwen family and the Ling family to escalate to such an extent. It was just a dispute between two juniors, and they had already thrown out tens of millions of five-colored spiritual stones.

Looking at the sneering Yuwen Siyuan, then looking at the pale-faced Ling Chuxi, many people sighed in their hearts. Speaking of which, the fact that Ling Chuxi was able to take out 10 million five-colored spirit stones was already beyond everyone's expectations. It was also enough to prove that the Ling family was not as poor as outsiders thought. It was reasonable for them to take back the four spots that originally belonged to them. However, with the joint efforts of the Yuwen family, elder ou, and the others, the Ling family's efforts this time would most likely fall short at the last step. Once again, he was stepped on by the Yuwen family.

What was even more unfortunate was that if she lost the bid, she would not be able to take back her ten million. Among the ten million, four million was for Ling Yitong to purchase spiritual herbs on the request of her master. If that happened, not only would the Ling family suffer a great blow, but Ling Yitong would also be in trouble and might even be expelled from the master's house.

With this thought in mind, the crowd felt even more sympathetic towards the Ling family. Some of the families that had once been on good terms with the Ling family even thought of sponsoring the Ling family in private. However, in the face of the wealth of the Yuwen family and the invisible pressure from Elder Gong, they had no choice but to give up on this idea. One of them was the elder of judgment, and the other was the young master of the Yuwen family. These two were in cahoots. No matter how many spirit stones they took out, it would be like throwing a meat bun at a dog. They would not be able to return.

"Ling Chuxi, if my Yuwen family can bully your Ling family once, then we can bully you ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times. With my Yuwen family around, your Ling family will never be able to rise again." Seeing Ling Chuxi's pale and miserable face, Yuwen Siyuan did not have the slightest bit of pity for her. Instead, a sense of pleasure that he had never felt before welled up in his heart as he spoke arrogantly.