Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 167 Red Rain Auction

The master and servant, who were snuggling together on the bed in the boudoir, were so shocked by the auction price that they were speechless.

After waiting for 30 seconds and seeing that no one raised the price, Wang Qiye took a sip of Yunwu Tea leisurely and pressed the button to increase the price by 1000 yuan.

Weng Cenguan, who had already withdrawn from the auction, chuckled as he watched the auction price jump to a spirit stone with red eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, what should we do?"

Yudie watched as the mysterious man raised the price by another 1000, looking very confident, his voice trembling.

"Humph, I'll add another 100 for the last time. These people from Condor Fort are so ignorant. I won't play with them anymore."

Although the Zhao family is not short of money, they are not fools. Young Master Zhao ordered 100 spirit stones to be willful again.

"It has been called."

Mr. Cao wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and picked up another cup of tea. As an outsider at this time, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"Hey, I should have just added 10,000 at the beginning to dissuade them from doing so!"

Wang Qiye, who failed to steal the chicken, felt a little disappointed at the moment, but he still entered 1000 with his hands and clicked OK.

"Miss, this guy raised the price by another 1000, and now it's reached. I don't know where this collector is from, but he is so powerful!"

The maid exclaimed again.

Miss Wen nodded, staring at the countdown, unable to move her eyes away.

"What should we do, Mr. Zhao? That agent has added another thousand!"

Yudie turned her head away, somewhat unbelievable. This was the price of a second-level magic weapon.

"Forget it. We don't want to sell the Condor Castle at all. It's already like this, but we're still acting so pretentiously. It's all our own fault!"

Mr. Zhao mocked him for a while, but gave up raising the price.

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Hong Yu’s final auction price is spirit stones. The auction has ended. Thank you all for your participation. Congratulations to the Taoist friend who won the bid for this magic weapon.

"Wow, the final auction price is actually a spiritual stone. With this money, I might as well buy a better third-level magic weapon!"

The maid was amazed again.

"There's nothing special about this magic weapon. Compared to Xuanyuan Changqing's later mature works, there's still a big gap!"

Miss Wen was completely puzzled and couldn't figure out what was going on no matter how hard she tried.

"A spiritual stone? Ha_haha——"

Weng Cenguan laughed again, but no one knew what he was laughing at.

"Master Zhao, Hong Yu was bought by this mysterious person. He thought we would raise the price and live out his dream!"

Even though it was not one of their own who bid for it, Yudie was still excited by the price, and she looked at Mr. Zhao with admiration.

"That's right. Let this magic weapon remain in their hands. Even if they auction it off in a few days, I won't play with them anymore."

The auction failed, but Mr. Zhao won the heart of the beauty, which was enough. Looking at the charming red lips, he kissed Yudie on the mouth.

"A spirit stone? It's courageous and bold! I seem to have heard that Guan Xuanzhen has a son who has inherited his swordsmanship. Why not spend 3 spirit stones to make a third-level magic weapon for him? I wonder if it can open up a new door."

Mr. Cao was amazed at the price of Hong Yu, but it opened up an idea for himself. It might be easier to bribe his son than to bribe himself.

Only the distracted Lord Zhuang did not pay attention to the final hammer price and still sat there blankly.

Looking at the missing contribution points in his account, Wang Qiye felt calm. In the past few months, he had spent spirit stones like flowing water. Even the alchemy furnace in the alchemy room had been broken down twice by him. He also spent some money on medicine and asked Yan Mengwan to help set up the furnace. Now there were still contribution points left in his account.

"Finally got it."

Wang Qiye was in a good mood. He stood up and walked towards the alchemy room to start practicing Qingpingshui Qigong, which he could not interrupt.

I didn't send the news to Senior Brother Qin Muyu right away. There was a defensive magic weapon to be auctioned in a few days, so I bought it and went to sign the contract to avoid making an extra trip back and forth.

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It didn't take much effort to bid for the second-level defensive magic weapon, the colored glass ball, as no one came to compete. Wang Qiye only raised the price once, and in the last 60 seconds, he bought it for 2697.

That's right, a second-hand second-level defensive magic weapon costs more than 3000 spirit stones, so it's better to build a new one that suits you. Only people like Wang Qiye who have a strong need or are not short of spirit stones can afford such a high price.

Only then did he pick up his identity jade pendant and send a message to Qin Muyu and Han Junsi, asking them to go over tomorrow night and sign the futures contracts for Hong Yu and Liuli Ball.

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The next evening.

sunset.

In the weapon refining hall, Qin Muyu and Han Junsi had been waiting for a long time, but they did not show any sign of being bored. The two sat facing each other quietly, without saying a word, but after an occasional eye contact, they each sipped the tea in their teacups.

When Wang Qiye arrived at the door of the Equipment Refining Hall, it was neither early nor late, just after dinner.

"Brother, what do you want to buy?"

A receptionist in blue shirt came up to us with a smile.

"I have already made an appointment with Senior Brothers Qin and Han."

"So you are Senior Brother Wang Qiye. Steward Qin and Steward Han have already explained everything. Please follow me."

Wang Qiye nodded, followed the receptionist in green, and went upstairs.

The receptionist in green opened the door of the private room and extended his hand to salute.

"Brother, please come in."

As soon as Wang Qiye stuck his head inside, Qin Muyu and Han Junsi stood up to greet him with a smile.

"Junior Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have improved your skills again."

"I'm sorry to have kept you two brothers waiting for so long."

Wang Qiye just stood still and quickly returned the greeting.

"We just arrived too. Junior Brother Wang, stop standing and sit down."

Han Junsi pointed to an empty seat and said with a smile. The old fox was obviously hungry and had not eaten dinner, just to kill Qin Muyu.

"Brother, please watch the tea."

As soon as Wang Qiye sat down, the servant brought him a cup of tea, which was obviously prepared for a long time.

"A few days ago, Brother Han and I also witnessed the grand occasion of the Red Rain Auction, and we were still wondering which knife lover it was. I never thought that it came from our Qingzhu Peak. If this gets out in the future, we will also be proud."

It was Qin Muyu, the old fox, who made the opening remarks and made a huge profit, which was equivalent to a month's salary. Naturally, he was grinning from ear to ear.

"I still have to thank Senior Brother Qin for the information he provided. Otherwise, it would take me several months just to browse the futures market."

Wang Qiye was very pleased with the compliments, especially from a senior Jindan master.

"Junior Brother Wang is worthy of being the light of Qingzhu Peak. This is the futures contract for the second-level defensive magic weapon. Junior Brother, take a look and see if there are any problems."

Han Junsi made a small profit, so he naturally didn't flatter Qin Muyu as earnestly as he did, but he was still generous with a word or two of praise.

"Junior brother, this is Hong Yu's futures contract. You can take a look at it as well."

Qin Muyu also took out a futures contract that had been prepared long ago from his storage bag and handed it over.

"Thank you for bothering me, Senior Brothers."

Wang Qiye took it and took a quick look at the two contracts. The futures contract for second-hand magic tools was very simple, not as complicated as the futures contract for making magic tools, so it didn't take him long to finish reading it. He felt there was no problem, so he signed his name.

"Brother, what should I do with the postage?"

"For transactions over 30,000, slow shipping is free, and express and special express shipping are 50% off. That defensive magic weapon cannot enjoy this service, but it can still enjoy a 20% discount on shipping."

Qin Muyu said with a smile.

"Then let's all choose slow transportation."

Wang Qiye thought about it. With his current spiritual stone consumption rate, his annual expenditure on body refining is more than 20 spiritual stones. He has just started to refine pills. He is just an apprentice, still in the stage of pounding and grinding medicines. Fortunately, he is following a master alchemist at the % level. Otherwise, the loss may be greater. At least one furnace of pills will be destroyed in a month. There is no other way. This is the inevitable path for every alchemist.

Therefore, at present, when I have not earned any spirit stones, after transferring the 180 shipping fee, the remaining contribution points must be enough to support me until I can make a profit from alchemy, which is impossible without ten or eight years.

You should save as much as you can, but you still have to spend what you need. Every month, Wang Qiye goes to Hongyue Tower to compete with Lin Zhihan. To be honest, although he only gets a little bit of benefit each time, he is addicted.

"Okay, I received the shipping fee, and the item was delivered three months later."

After confirming the receipt, Qin Muyu put away his identity jade pendant, took the two futures contracts handed over by Wang Qiye, and put them into his storage bag.

"Brother, drink your tea quickly, or it will get cold."

Han Junsi picked up the teacup and responded to Wang Qiye.

"Drink together."

After the work was done, Wang Qiye picked up the Lingxi Yunwu Tea again, blew it gently, and pressed it lightly. The temperature was just right and it was very comfortable.

"Since the matter is done, I will not disturb you any more. Please stay, my two brothers."

After finishing a cup of tea, Wang Qiye put down the empty cup and stood up.

"In that case, we won't keep you here. Come and have tea when you are free."

Han Junsi also stood up and said politely with a smile.

"Someone, come and see Junior Brother Wang off for us."

Qin Muyu also stood up and shouted to the takeaway.

"Yes."

The door of the private room opened and a servant waved his hand respectfully.

"Senior brother, please come this way."

"Ah."

Wang Qiye nodded and followed the attendant downstairs.

"Lao Qin, hurry up and go to Tianxianglou to order food."

Watching Wang Qiye walk away, Han Junsi nudged Qin Muyu beside him with his elbow, his eyes shining.

"Why rush? I've already booked it at Zuiyunzhai. Go over now. He'll be sober just in time."

Qin Muyu stroked his beard lightly and spoke leisurely.

"How come the level has been lowered?"

Han Junsi became anxious at that time.

"I only agreed to treat you, but I didn't say it was Tianxianglou."

"You picked up more than 1000 spirit stones for free today, you can't be so stingy!"

"Just tell me whether you want to go or not. A table at Zuiyunzhai is not cheap, more than 100 spirit stones."

"go."