189: C189 The Zhang Family

C189 The Zhang Family

As an auctioneer, he naturally hoped that the higher the bid, the better. At this moment, the price of this Purple Gold Iron Essence had far exceeded his expectations.

"He's not bidding anymore, Young Master. What should we do!?" At this moment, Zhang Heng's servant couldn't help but ask anxiously.

They could only use 80,000 Spirit Stone, but they were still short of 18,000!

Moreover, if the patriarch of Zhang family were to find out that Zhang Heng had spent nearly 100,000 Spirit Stone to buy a useless Purple Gold Iron Essence, he was afraid that he would beat Zhang Heng to death.

"Shut up!" At this moment, hearing the anxious voice of the servant, Zhang Heng clearly panicked a little.

"98,000 Spirit Stone for the first time!"

"Ninety-eight thousand Spirit Stone twice!"

"Ninety-eight thousand Spirit Stone going thrice!"

Congratulations, young master. The Purple Gold Iron Essence is yours now.

Hearing the auctioneer's words, Zhang Heng could not help but lean back on his seat, his heart turning cold.

Looking at the Purple Gold Iron Essence sent over by the beautiful maid, Zhang Heng first casually stuffed the Purple Gold Iron Essence into his interspatial Storage Bag, then hesitantly took out a jade pendant.

"This jade pendant should be worth twenty thousand Spirit Stone, I'll give you the rest of the money." After giving the jade pendant to the maid with some heartache, Zhang Heng continued.

"But I need to spend money to redeem this jade pendant."

The maid nodded and said, No problem.

After hearing this, Zhang Heng put down the new jade pendant. This jade pendant was given to him by his grandfather. It was said that it was a family heirloom of Zhang family. If he really lost it, his father would beat him to death.

At this moment, Su Yuan, who was standing at the side, didn't seem to be looking at Zhang Heng. In fact, he had been paying attention to Zhang Heng's movements. When he saw Zhang Heng stuffing the Purple Gold Iron Essence into his own Storage Bag, Su Yuan smiled.

This Zhang Heng wanted to take him for a fool. He had really underestimated Su Yuan.

Countless people had suffered losses at Su Yuan's hands over the years. It was still too early for Zhang Heng to plot against Su Yuan.

Now, Su Yuan only needed to wait until Zhang Heng went to a deserted place and snatched his Storage Bag.

This way, he could save 100,000 Spirit Stone.

"Young master, what should we do now!?" Zhang Heng's servant couldn't help but ask.

"Let's see where that brat is going. He must have taken the Flying Artifact somewhere else to come to Eight Direction City. When he gets on the Flying Artifact, I'll let Uncle Hui take action!"

After hearing the word Uncle Hui, Zhang Heng's servant's expression immediately changed. It was obvious that he was extremely terrified.

What Zhang Heng did not know was that his conversation with the servant had already fallen into Su Yuan's ears.

"Hui Bo?" As he muttered these two words, Su Yuan couldn't help but curl his lips.

Those who could be invited by Zhang Heng definitely weren't Primordial Spirit Stage, because Primordial Spirit Stage wouldn't lower his status to play such a childish game with Zhang Heng.

Therefore, according to Su Yuan's guess, that person was at most a Soul Transformation Stage, and as long as it was a Soul Transformation Stage, Su Yuan wouldn't have any fear.

Furthermore, Zhang Heng was simply creating an opportunity for Su Yuan. According to Su Yuan's knowledge, the Flying Artifact was filled with individual rooms. Even if he robbed Zhang Heng, no one would know.

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"Young master, he bought a ticket to the Eastern State's Flying Artifact." After the auction ended, the servant immediately ran to Zhang Heng's side to report the news.

However, this time, the servant no longer dared to joke around with Zhang Heng like before, because at this moment, an old man with a black and white beard and a gloomy expression stood beside Zhang Heng.

This was the Uncle Hui that Zhang Heng was talking about, Zhang Hui!

The Zhang family's current status in Eight Direction City was all because of Zhang Hui and Zhang Heng's father.

Therefore, in the Zhang family, the one who was afraid wasn't Zhang Heng's father, but this Uncle Hui who didn't like to talk.

"Uncle Hui, let's go. Don't tell my father that I have treated the jade pendant as my own!" At this moment, Zhang Heng turned around and said to the elder beside him.

"En." The old man nodded his head when he heard this. The way he looked at Zhang Heng revealed a trace of undetectable love.

Obviously, Zhang Hui, who had no descendants, regarded the son of his own brother as his own son.

"You want to go too?" At this moment, Zhang Hui looked at Zhang Heng, who was following beside him, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I want to go. Uncle Hui, you don't know how he looks like." Zhang Heng said. Of course, although he said so, he wanted to see how Su Yuan looked like when he was in dire straits.

"Alright." Zhang Hui nodded and didn't mind.

It was just killing a young man in his twenties. Zhang Hui didn't take it to heart at all.

Of course, if Zhang Heng told Zhang Hui that this young man in his twenties had refined ten Donghuang Pill worth 100,000 Spirit Stone, Zhang Hui might be very concerned about it.

Because of this, Zhang Hui would definitely spare no energy to kill Su Yuan.

A genius alchemist might become an enemy of Zhang family in the future, and Zhang Heng's enemy. Zhang Hui would not allow such a person to exist.

Eight Direction City, where the Flying Artifact was used. Su Yuan curiously sized up the huge monsters in front of him.

In front of him were a dozen or so Flying Artifact. Each Flying Artifact was as big as a small mountain.

They looked similar to a ship. It was hard for Su Yuan to imagine how such a huge thing could fly.

It could only be said that the alchemist who researched this kind of thing had very unusual talent.

"The Flying Artifact heading to the Central Plains is about to set off. Quickly come over!" At this time, a voice sounded, immediately interrupting Su Yuan's thoughts.

After that, Su Yuan walked over to the source of the voice.

After handing over the purchased tickets to the inspectors, a young man with a sharp mouth, Monkey Race, led the way for Su Yuan.

After entering the interior of the Flying Artifact, Su Yuan looked at it with interest.

After a moment, Su Yuan shook his head with interest. This Flying Artifact did not seem to have anything special about it. The decorations were almost the same as the ones on the ground.

"We're here, this is it." The young man with the pointy-mouthed monkey brought Su Yuan to a room. He opened the door and said.

There were a few people in the room, a total of four men and four women!

"I bought a ticket for a separate room." Su Yuan frowned and said.

He had spent a lot of money to buy the best private room.

"Because the room is tight, you can only stay here." The young man with the pointy-mouth monkey mouth curled his lips, as if he didn't take Su Yuan seriously.

"That money can be refunded, right?" When Su Yuan heard this, his tone was a little angry as he said, This is f * cking fraudulent?

"It can't be refunded." The sharp-mouthed youth curled his lips and said. After that, he turned around and left.

Su Yuan shook his head and smiled when he saw this. He shrugged his shoulders and didn't intend to pursue this matter any further. These people who were leading the way couldn't make a decision.1

Therefore, his original room should have been given to another person by the management of the Flying Artifact. That person either had power or money.

"Your room should have been occupied by someone else. This kind of thing is common."

At this time, a girl in the room said. Her voice sounded very friendly.

Su Yuan walked into the room and smiled indifferently.

"It's lively even if there are a lot of people."

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