4183 The biggest joke in the Qing-Yun realm.



In the stands, Elder Gong did not say a word. Although he was still trying to maintain the dignity of a ruling elder, his face was obviously not as good as before. It was dark and gloomy.

With his status as the ruling elder, it was already embarrassing enough for him to work with the Yuwen family and the Zeng family to plot against a little girl from the Ling family. Not only did he fail, but he was also schemed against by someone else. More importantly, this was in front of tens of thousands of disciples.

Although no one dared to say anything or even look at him, he knew that it wouldn't be long before this matter spread to all the great clans. If the rumors spread, only God knew how bad it would be. He, Gong junxue, was destined to become a laughing stock in the heaven domain.

"You little girl who doesn't know when to back off. I originally only wanted to give you a warning and let you learn how to behave with your tail between your legs. Since you want to bring suffering upon yourself, then don't blame this old man." Elder Gong's fingers gripped the armrest of his chair tightly as a cold light flashed through his eyes.

"Deacon CEng, should we continue?" Ling Chuxi said to Zeng Zhengping, who was still in a daze.

She noticed the cold light in Elder Gong's eyes but she did not show any fear. 'So what if you're the ruling elder? if you want to trick me, Ling Chuxi, there's no way, not even a window.' Ling Chuxi would not allow herself to be trampled on even if she were to face the region master, let alone the ruling elder.

"Oh, 33.1 million ... Going once ... 33.1 million ... Going twice ..." Zeng Zhengping was unwilling, and his voice was even longer than before.

It was impossible for the Yuwen family to continue fighting with Ling Chuxi. Even if they wanted to fight, they had to have the money. He had seen it clearly just now that Yuwen Sicheng and the others had even given their life-saving money to Yuwen Siyuan. They were probably so poor that they were no better off than him. With the help of Yuwen Sicheng and the others, Yuwen Siyuan slowly regained consciousness. However, judging from his unsightly expression, he was probably out of energy.

Zeng Zhengping was very much hoping that at this time, there would be more trouble and someone who would compete with Ling Chuxi.

However, even he himself knew that this hope was so slim that it was basically hopeless. Other than the 30 million on the competition stage, Ling Chuxi still had 20 million or so. Not to mention the young disciples of the aristocratic families present, even if the family heads of the great aristocratic families came personally, they would not be able to take out so many five-colored spirit stones at once.

Moreover, Ling Chuxi was only a young master, yet she could easily take out tens of millions of five-colored spirit stones. Just how rich and overbearing would the Ling family be? Only now did they realize that they had been wrong all along. The Ling family's decline was only on the surface. After 20 years of cultivation, the Ling family's strength would probably not be any weaker than it was 20 years ago. Ling mo Feng, that old fox, was really good at enduring. He had been bullied for 20 years, but he didn't reveal any of his strength.

The more such a person was, the more terrifying he was! After understanding this, who would still dare to go against the Ling family?

They thought this way because they did not know that these five-colored spirit stones were Ling Chuxi's private property. It could be said that they had nothing to do with the Ling family. However, even if they knew, so what? Ling Chuxi had not only displayed her wealth, but also her extraordinary scheming. Not to mention the people below the stage, even Elder Gong, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, was fooled by her exquisite acting skills. With such a young master, the rise of the Ling family was only a matter of time.