One Million Gold Soul Coins!

Yang Jian's words trailed off.

He suddenly thought of Tang Hao. Damn, wasn't there a certain similarity between them?

Heroes who screwed snakes and grass?

That trend couldn't catch on. Being a hero would be exhausting!

"Deal with Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang?"

"Heh!"

"You're trying to be Fahai!"

"Then I have to watch. Hey! Wait for me!"

"Big brother..."

Ning Rongrong jogged excitedly after Yang Jian.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing followed without another word.

Whether she went for her best friend or for something else was anyone's guess.

Dai Mubai and the others started moving too.

"Oscar, what are you standing around for?"

"Aren't you going to absorb your Soul Ring?"

Flender saw Oscar still sitting where he was, his eyes reddened, seemingly lost in some profound memory.

Or perhaps he was feeling someone else's pain as his own.

"Oh, right!"

Only after coming back to his senses did Oscar remember that.

Before long.

Everyone returned to where they had been before.

By now, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent had truly passed out and lay utterly motionless.

If no Soul Ring had appeared above its body, everyone would have thought it was dead.

"Oscar, hurry up and kill this beast first."

Flender urged him on.

"Yes, Dean."

Oscar answered, then drew the short knife Zhao Wuji had just handed him and plunged it straight into the Millennium Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

Even as he struck, he remembered to turn and look toward Yang Jian.

Clearly.

He was also very interested in how Yang Jian would retrieve the Leifeng Pagoda.

After all, it was a divine artifact he had fantasized about.

"Yang Jian, how are you going to put this thing away?"

Flender asked curiously.

"Rather than that, shouldn't you be wondering why Chao Tianxiang hasn't said a single word?"

Yang Jian said.

"Why?"

Ma Hongjun asked instinctively, "Boss, does it matter whether that old hag talks? Why are you so concerned about her?"

"Fatty, from this moment on, you've lost the right to ask me questions. And you're not allowed to ask anyone else either!"

Yang Jian finished speaking.

The fatty immediately fell silent in fright.

Ning Rongrong couldn't stop snickering, letting out a string of goose-like giggles.

Just then, Yang Jian abruptly turned and narrowed his eyes at her. Ning Rongrong, who had been snickering on the sidelines a moment earlier, instantly went silent and clapped a hand over her mouth.

Oh, so that's how it is!

Ning Rongrong, laughing, are you? You love laughing that much?!

In a minute, I'll show you what it means to have nothing left to laugh about!

Yang Jian immediately made a heavy mark against Ning Rongrong in his mental little ledger.

Since time immemorial, he, Yang Jian, had always been the one playing tricks on others. Since when did anyone get to play tricks on him?

"Yang Jian, are you worried that old hag is hiding in the pagoda, waiting to ambush us?"

Zhao Wuji had no idea what Yang Jian was thinking. He had simply caught the meaning behind his words and suddenly exclaimed.

"Exactly, Zhao Wuji. As the old saying goes, caution keeps a ship sailing for ten thousand years."

"I happen to have two divine artifacts here. Their power is a little lacking, but dealing with a Soul Emperor on Chao Tianxiang's level would be like picking something up with one hand. The moment she shows herself, whoever holds one can kill her outright-unless she doesn't come looking for trouble with you. I intend to sell them at a high price, to the highest..."

"I bid one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Before anyone else could speak, Ning Rongrong raised her hand and eagerly shouted.

"Holy shit?"

"How much?!"

"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?!!"

"Hiss-!!!"

Ma Hongjun and the others couldn't help sucking in a breath.

Even Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, who came from noble families in the Star Luo Empire, couldn't help turning to look.

After all, even before they had been driven out of the Star Luo Empire, they could never have pulled off casually squandering one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Let alone now.

"Holy shit!"

When Flender, that miser, heard Ning Rongrong's bid, his jaw practically hit the ground.

He couldn't imagine all the conveniences such a sum would afford him if it were in his hands.

Put simply, it was so much money that he wouldn't know how to spend it.

"Big brother, big brother, hurry up and announce that I won, then bring out the divine artifact! They definitely won't compete with me."

Ning Rongrong spoke with absolute confidence.

"You're that confident?"

Yang Jian asked deliberately.

"Of course! I don't even know whether everything Dai Mubai owns adds up to ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, and Qingqing didn't bring much money on this trip."

"As for Fatty and Oscar, that goes without saying. Those two paupers don't have ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. Even spending one Gold Soul Coin makes their hearts ache."

"As for the dean and vice dean, hehe, I won't say too much."

Ning Rongrong had learned her lesson, leaving Flender and Zhao Wuji some room to save face.

As for Gangzi, Tang San, and the others, she didn't even mention them.

"So right now, I'm the only one who can afford such a high price."

"If I don't win the bid, who else could?"

Ning Rongrong spoke with a smug expression.

Of course.

Reality was just as she had expected.

Dai Mubai had indeed brought plenty of money when he came from the Star Luo Empire, but he spent lavishly in his daily life and also subsidized the academy.

Naturally, there was no way he could produce one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Even spending ten thousand would require a long time thinking and carefully calculating how he would survive afterward.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Jian deliberately laughed, putting on an announcer's voice. "You're celebrating far too soon!"

"Huh?"

At that, Ning Rongrong couldn't help shivering inwardly.

She had already realized that Yang Jian was about to fleece her.

Seeing this, everyone else cast deeply sympathetic looks at Ning Rongrong.

"I bid one hundred thousand and one Gold Soul Coins!"

Yang Jian deliberately held up a finger and waved it in front of everyone.

"No! You're cheating! You own the item! How can you bid on your own things?"

Ning Rongrong protested.

"Why can't I?"

"Who says you can't bid on something you put up for auction yourself?"

Yang Jian pressed his lips together and smiled faintly.

"You!"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed, her cheeks puffing up with anger, but she still had no way to deal with Yang Jian.

Because auction houses really had no such rule.

"Fine, then! I bid two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"Then I bid two hundred thousand and one Gold Soul Coins."

"Five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!!"

"Five hundred thousand and..."

"One million Gold Soul Coins!!!"

Before Yang Jian could finish, Ning Rongrong shouted in fury!

Then she gritted her teeth and said, "Big! Brother! Yang! Jian! If you dare raise the price again, I'll go home and tell my dad you had your way with me and refused to take responsibility!"

Having said that.

She stood there with reddened eyes, desperately holding back her tears.

Everyone was shocked to see Ning Rongrong looking as though she had thrown caution to the wind.

They had never seen this side of her before.

[Ding! Detected exceptionally intense fluctuations in Ning Rongrong's feelings of grievance. Reward: Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart.]

[Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart: From this moment onward, you can divide your attention among seven tasks at once.]

Huh?

Ning Rongrong actually dropped a gold-tier reward?!

All that effort teasing her wasn't wasted.

With this Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, I can now run multiple threads at once. If I really cut loose in a fight from now on, my true strength will rise by far more than just a little.

"Ha ha."

As though no one else were there, Yang Jian deliberately laughed twice in his announcer's voice. "Excellent! I hereby announce that today's divine artifact lot, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, has been won by Ning Rongrong, Young Lady Ning! A round of applause!"

"Yay!"

Ning Rongrong abruptly went from tears to smiles.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Everyone offered a timely scattering of applause.

Flender and Ma Hongjun in particular wore inexplicably knowing smiles.

They all but had "I wholeheartedly approve of this marriage" written on their faces.

Only Tang San froze on the spot after hearing Yang Jian's words and seeing the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, his heartbeat suddenly racing.