"Good!" Li Chengxu suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness rise in his heart—a terrible premonition!
"Senior, from this junior's rough inspection, the items in your storage pouch... are worth slightly less!" Si Xinyu looked at Xiao Hua and said respectfully, "If you have no additional spirit stones to produce, then this beast cultivator's true body will belong to Senior Li! Of course, if you believe this junior's appraisal is inaccurate, this junior can invite the dedicated worshippers over to conduct a detailed valuation!"
"Oh?" Li Chengxu raised the corner of his eye, feeling that this happiness had come far too suddenly!
But before the smile could appear on Li Chengxu's face, Xiao Hua smiled and said, "This old man accepts Little Friend Si's appraisal. I wonder whether Fellow Daoist Li over there accepts it as well?"
"Of course. This old man holds Xuntian City in very high regard, and I also recognize Steward Si's judgment. How could I not accept it?" Hearing Xiao Hua's question, Li Chengxu replied with a beaming smile.
"Ah, very well!" Xiao Hua nodded. "This old man... admits that the Immortal Music Sect's disciples are indeed rolling in wealth. I wonder how much less this old man has than them?"
"Not much, about thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones!" Si Xinyu said with an ingratiating smile. "If the worshippers were asked to inspect everything carefully, it should be less than that figure!"
Li Chengxu smiled. At this point in the bidding, let alone thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones, he could not produce even five thousand more! Much less when Xiao Hua alone was facing all the Immortal Music Sect disciples!
Sure enough, Xiao Hua extended his hand. "Return this old man's storage pouch to me!"
"Yes!" Faced with Xiao Hua, who could produce so many spirit stones,