Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 1127: Feelings are just acting!

Soon the two of them arrived at the top floor. In addition to many rooms, there was also a hall, but it was much smaller in size.

Mo Juren followed the old man in and saw two figures sitting on the main seats. One of them was Wen Yun, and next to her was a strange woman with an elegant appearance and wearing a purple long dress.

In addition to the two women, there were two other guests. One was an old man in Taoist robes, holding a silver whisk, and the other was a burly middle-aged man. They were clearly divided into two groups, sitting on seats on both sides.

Mo Juren knew in his heart that these should be the representatives of the Yunfeng Sect and the Chongyang Sect. What surprised him was that the cultivation base of these two people was not weak, both of them were in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation.

"Friend Mo, you are finally here!" The moment Wen Yun saw Mo Juren, she immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. It's my fault!" Mo Juren bowed his hands, a hint of apology appearing on his face at the right time.

"I was just talking, and I don't mean to blame you, fellow Taoist. Please take a seat." Wen Yun shook her head slightly and met eyes with the woman in the purple dress next to her. They both raised the corners of their mouths at the same time, but the smile disappeared in a flash.

Below, the other two people also showed curiosity on their faces, and were guessing the identity of the person who came.

It is absolutely impossible for him to be a casual cultivator. There is a high probability that he is a representative of a certain force like them. Only then will he have the qualifications and strength to compete with them.

As Mo Juren sat down, a maid came forward to pour tea and water. At this time, the two women in the main seat looked at each other again, and the woman in purple skirt on the left stood up and said:

"Since everyone is here, there is no need to delay and let's get down to business."

"To be honest, I have put a lot of effort into this Xingyue Pavilion, which has made it to its current size. I think everyone knows exactly how profitable it is. If I had no other choice, I would never sell it."

"Of course, now that we have made the decision, we will not regret it. That is why we have called everyone here today. There is no competition. We are all friends and we can do what we can..."

Having said this, the woman in purple skirt suddenly paused, then winked at the three maids beside her, who stepped forward one after another and handed over three half-foot square simple jade boxes.

The entire thing is pitch black and looks ordinary, but upon closer inspection it can be found that these three jade boxes have the ability to shield spiritual consciousness, and are obviously not ordinary objects.

"What does Fairy Wang mean?" Looking at the jade box in front of him, the old man in Taoist robe asked puzzledly.

"I have already said that we are all friends. There is no need to compete fiercely like in an auction, which will only make everyone unhappy in the end. Therefore, the result of this transaction will be decided by a blind bid. Three billion is the lowest price. Everyone writes down a psychological price, and the highest bidder wins in the end." The woman in purple dress smiled and explained softly.

"A secret bid!" Upon hearing this, the old man in Taoist robe frowned immediately. Not only him, but also the burly man next to him and Mo Juren were in the same situation.

Whether it is an open bid or a hidden bid, both have their advantages and disadvantages, but compared to the former, the hidden bid undoubtedly has greater uncertainty.

This not only tests the strength of each party, but also requires enough courage and luck. The slightest carelessness will result in defeat.

But there is no other way. As the current owner of Xingyue Pavilion, he naturally has the right to decide how to deal with it. Even if everyone has opinions, they can only accept it.

Thinking of this, they no longer hesitated and opened the jade box in front of them. A blank jade card had already been placed inside.

For cultivators, there is naturally no need for pen and ink. They can directly use spiritual power to carve numbers on the jade plate. However, at this time, no one acted rashly, but fell into deep thought.

The reserve price is 3 billion, with no upper limit. It is indeed a big challenge to give a suitable price, and it is uncertain whether one can win the competition in the end.

Compared with the other two, Mo Juren was not so conflicted at this time.

He had already made the decision before that the highest price he could accept was 3.5 billion, and he would give up if it was more.

In this case, we can just offer the highest price, 3.5 billion, which is acceptable regardless of success or failure.

Thinking of this, his body was instantly covered by a layer of light for a moment. When the light curtain dissipated, the jade box in front of him had been covered again and he could not see anything.

Seeing this scene, the other two were a little surprised. They were still struggling to decide how much the bid would be, but the other party made the decision so quickly.

Judging from the other party's expression, he seems very confident! Could it be that the price he offered is very high, which can guarantee an absolute advantage?

Thinking of this, both of them felt a tightness in their hearts.

As for the Xingyue Pavilion, not only is its location excellent, but its price is also very cheap, so both the Yunfeng Sect and the Chongyang Sect are determined to acquire it.

For both forces, as long as they can take it down, it will provide immeasurable help to the sect's business development.

Based on the above reasons, the two had already obtained the above promise before setting off. They did not need to consider how much it would cost, as long as they had to succeed in the end.

This shows the importance the higher-ups attach to this matter. As representatives, the two of them are naturally more cautious.

To be honest, if it was an open bid, the two would not be worried, but the form of a hidden bid immediately destroyed all the advantages of both parties.

In order to prevent any accidents from happening in the end, the two made the same decision after some thought, which was to raise the price they could offer to the highest possible level.

It doesn't matter if you lose some money temporarily, you will always make it back in the future. But if you fail, it will be really fatal, and you will inevitably be punished.

Soon the three jade boxes were taken away by the maid and sent to the main seat. The woman in purple skirt and Wen Yun looked at each other meaningfully, and then began to announce the results.

"Fellow Daoist Liu from the Yunfeng Sect offered 3.7 billion..."

"Chen Daoyou from Chongyang Sect offered 4.1 billion..."

Having said this, the woman in purple seemed to pause deliberately, but the old man in Taoist robes below had long since lost his originally calm expression and turned extremely ugly.

Originally, he thought that 3.5 billion was a relatively appropriate number, and he deliberately added 200 million more, so theoretically there should be no problem.

However, I never expected that the other party would be so crazy and directly offered a price of 4.1 billion.

Isn't this just a mess? Even though the sects behind the two of them were of medium size, it was still quite stressful to take out so many spirit stones at once.

Unlike him, the burly man opposite him couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter:

“It’s only 3.7 billion, you old bull nose are really stingy. It’s not unfair at all that you lost to Chen this time!” “4.1 billion spirit stones, Brother Daoist Chen is really bold, but the bid is so high, don’t you worry about being punished by Sect Master Huo when you return to Chongyang Sect?” The old man in Taoist robe was indignant and snorted coldly.

"That's better than not being able to buy it. Isn't it just a few hundred million more spirit stones? At most, Chen can pay part of it himself. Senior Brother Huo will naturally have no objection."

"you……"

Hearing the burly man's words, the old man in Taoist robes was so angry that he vomited blood. It sounded easy for him to say that he would pay for it himself, but that was four or five hundred million spirit stones, how could it be so easy to take it out?

At least he himself did not have that kind of strength, but he suddenly thought of the other party's identity, and his face darkened again.

Although they are both elders of their respective sects, they have no background at all. They have achieved their current success through their own efforts and hardships.

But the other party is different. This guy has a mother who is in the Void Refinement Realm, who is far beyond his reach. There is no pressure at all for him to take out hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

"How abominable!" The old man in Taoist robes was completely speechless. He was too lazy to argue anymore and snorted coldly.

"But Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be too happy too soon. There is another fellow Daoist here. It is still unknown whether he can have the last laugh."

"Really?" The burly man laughed nonchalantly. He was very confident and didn't believe that anyone could offer a higher price than him.

Just when he thought he had won, the woman in the purple dress on the main seat spoke again, and the price she offered made the burly man's face change drastically.

"This Daoist friend Mo offered 4.2 billion..."

"What! This is impossible!" The burly man never thought that the strange man could offer such a high price. It was too unexpected.

Turning to look at the other person, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, which sect is this person representing? How could he have such a powerful strength?

The old man in Taoist robes was no exception. While he was secretly guessing the other party's origins, he showed a gloating smile on his face:

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Chen's strength is not that great. It's fine that I can't buy this Xingyue Pavilion, but it seems that you are also out of luck!"

"My name is Chen Feng, from Chongyang Sect. My mother is the Lord of Baile Mountain, 'Linghua Zhenjun'. Nice to meet this Taoist fellow!" The burly man ignored the old Taoist's sarcasm and stood up, bowing to Mo Juren.

"Master Linghua?" Mo Juren was stunned. He really couldn't remember who it was, but he was sure that it shouldn't be a simple person. He smiled and said,

"Fellow Daoist Chen has an extraordinary background, which is really enviable! I just mentioned this suddenly, but what are your plans?"

"I do have some ideas." The burly man nodded heavily and continued,

"To be honest, our sect is determined to obtain the Xingyue Pavilion. I wonder if you can give up the competition. Afterwards, not only our Chongyang Sect, but also my mother will reward us handsomely."

"Give up the competition? Fellow Daoist Chen is really joking. Your family needs this pavilion, but doesn't that mean I, Mo, and the forces behind me don't need it? Also, fellow Daoist mentioned your mother twice, are you trying to threaten her?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was extremely cold, with no intention of backing down.

"Friend Mo, you are overthinking. I don't mean that. It's just that this Xingyue Pavilion is extremely important to our sect. It would be a pity if we can't get it!" The burly man replied meaningfully, but suddenly said,

"By the way, I wonder which faction Fellow Daoist Mo represents?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen has such great powers, so just go and investigate it yourself." Mo Juren didn't intend to explain at all. Besides, his situation was special, so not explaining was the best explanation.

"You..." The burly man never expected that the other party would be so tough and turn against him without any warning. It seems that this person really has some background.

Thinking of this, although he was indignant, he did not vent his anger. He turned around and looked at the purple-dressed girl sitting on the main seat and asked:

"Fairy Wang, is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?"

"Discuss? How to discuss? Directly destroy the rules that you set? Or do you want to threaten me by relying on the reputation of 'Senior Linghua'?" The woman in purple skirt questioned the other party directly with a livid face.

“Fairy Wang, you are joking. How dare I threaten you? Before leaving, I made a promise to the sect that I would definitely buy the Xingyue Pavilion. Now I have failed, and I really don’t know how to explain it!” The burly man sighed, looking helpless. It was obvious that the background of the woman in purple skirt was also not simple, which made him quite worried.

"How you explain is your own business. What does it have to do with me? Besides, Xingyue Pavilion is not the only one selling it in Tianyuan City. If it doesn't work this time, you can wait for the next time. There will always be a chance to buy it." The woman in purple dress snorted coldly. It can be seen that she was also unwilling to break up with the latter completely, and then she reminded him.

"That's the only way!" The burly man came to his senses and immediately bowed.

"Now that things have come to this, I will not bother you any more. Goodbye."

After saying this, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to respond. However, just as he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly glanced at Mo Juren, and the look was gone in a flash.

This naturally could not be hidden from Mo Juren. He raised his hand and touched his chin, a thoughtful look emerging on his face.

“Perhaps my Yunfeng Sect and Xingyue Pavilion are not destined to be together. It’s time for me to say goodbye!” The old man in Taoist robe also stood up and left the hall after saying goodbye.

After a while, after confirming that the two had left Xingyue Pavilion, the woman in purple skirt first exchanged a glance with Wen Yun, then looked at Mo Juren and said:

"I think Fellow Daoist Mo must have a lot of doubts. Can you let me explain it slowly?"

"Go ahead!" Mo Juren nodded slightly.

Naturally, he had many doubts in his mind. They had clearly agreed on it before, but today they suddenly changed their minds and invited two competitors.

This is one point. There is also a more crucial point, which is the bidding process just now. He clearly wrote 3.5 billion, but how come it became 4.2 billion when it came to the other party's mouth?

Naturally, he needed an explanation for these many questions.

"Let me do the talking." Before the purple-skirted woman could speak, Wen Yun took the initiative to speak.

“This is a long story, but it’s actually not complicated. Half a month ago, I proposed conditions to you, and they are naturally the ones that best suit Ke’er’s needs.

As for the Yunfeng Sect and Chongyang Sect, they can only provide spirit stones, which are naturally not the most suitable choices.

However, before this, the Yunfeng Sect and the Chongyang Sect had already had an agreement, and it would be inappropriate to break the agreement, so they still invited the other party.

Of course, this is just a formality to prevent them from complaining. The final result will still be decided by Ke'er.

The other 4.2 billion is just a casual remark. Don’t worry about it. We can still trade according to the previously agreed terms.”

"So that's it!" Mo Juren's face suddenly showed enlightenment. It seemed that she had been acting all along, and he had not noticed it from the beginning to the end. It can be seen that her acting skills are still good.

But then again, of the conditions proposed by the two women before, 3 billion spirit stones were naturally no problem, but the other one made him feel troubled.