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The middle-aged man and the enchanting woman had faces full of disbelief. They didn't think that this poor looking youngster with ordinary clothes would actually dare to call out a bid of six thousand spirit stones. That was a Profound Grade One spirit stone!1

Because there were almost no other bidders and Cheng Qing had raised the bid a lot, his words immediately attracted a lot of attention from all directions.

No matter what, six thousand Profound Grade One spirit stones was not a small amount. At the very least, even if it was a ninth grade spirit stone, a cultivator at the Xumi Stage wouldn't be able to take it out.

Every single one of them was a disciple from a powerful family or a disciple from a large sect.

And then, they unexpectedly discovered that they did not recognize this young man. Furthermore, judging from his clothes, he didn't seem to be that rich …

Cheng Qing's bid was serious, and he needed this Zhuyan Rainbow Pearl. Not for anything else, just because Yang Ruoxi's eyes were shining, she stared at it for a long time.

This meant that she really liked it.

Women were also a magical species. They didn't put as much emphasis on dressing up as other women, and their manners weren't that particular either. Even if it were an ordinary person, they would be able to easily carry several tens of kilograms and look like a man.

Some of them would even proclaim that they didn't like rouge, didn't like precious jewelry, or beautiful clothes … But if you believe that, heh heh.

Cheng Qing knew that women were women. If he really treated women like men, then he was completely wrong. No woman would reject ornaments that looked outstanding and resist treasures that would perpetuate her youth.

Yang Ruoxi couldn't ignore this temptation even when she was ten years young.

However, unlike the enchanting woman, she didn't say anything to Cheng Qing. Even if their relationship improved, she wouldn't take the initiative to ask Cheng Qing for help.

She was an independent woman.

She thought more about how to offer herself to a man than what she asked for.

In essence, she was a pure and kind woman. This kind of woman was a rare species, one in a million.

After seeing Cheng Qing raise the plate, Yang Ruoxi was also stunned for a moment as she looked at Cheng Qing.

Cheng Qing smiled. Her smile was gentle.

When this smile fell in Yang Ruoxi's eyes, it was like a warm breeze in winter.

The middle-aged man didn't feel good about this, but the enchanting woman stared at him angrily.

No matter how much the enchanting woman begged, the middle-aged man remained indifferent and pretended he didn't see her. Looking at Cheng Qing, Yang Ruoxi didn't say anything. He actually asked for 6000 spirit stones.

It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker, who cared more about their female companion, and who was more sincere.

The enchanting woman felt wronged, and her tears almost flowed out.

The middle-aged man had no other choice but to vent his anger at Cheng Qing. Just as he was about to say something, another voice suddenly rang out: "Six thousand five hundred!"

A cry of surprise rang out as everyone's gaze landed on a young cultivator in front of them. It was a typical disciple from a noble family. He wore a wide-sleeved robe, was dressed extravagantly, and had an elegant bearing. Beside him sat a beautiful woman who looked at him lovingly.

The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief as if he had just heard nature's voice. He looked at Cheng Qing with a provocative gaze, as if he was the one calling out a price himself.

The host said excitedly, "Young master, come out …"

Cheng Qing said lightly, "8,000."

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