After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

Meanwhile, Lou Xianyue, in the other private room, was idly tugging at the tassel at her waist.

But he couldn't help but recall the scene when the girl and the man in white were chatting happily when he first went upstairs.

Does she like that kind of thing?

He had naturally heard of Song Hengxue's name before.

However, these privileged individuals were not particularly interested in the rankings of the Ten Miles of Suspended Bells.

It's just a gimmick used by an intelligence organization to demonstrate its capabilities.

Therefore, Lou Xianyue never paid much attention to that list of young masters.

Moreover, Song Hengxue is older than him, and she is just a talented person who is not particularly outstanding in the righteous path. That's why the two of them are compared together.

Su Ning's friends were alright, except for that old man who was still somewhat unfathomable, the other two were not much of a threat.

But seeing a completely unfamiliar face today made him start to pay attention.

Then he asked Kong Qing, who was standing nearby, "What do you think of that Song Heng snowman?"

Kong Qing was making tea for the other party when he heard this. Without stopping, he respectfully replied, "Song Hengxue became famous at a young age and has an excellent reputation in the martial arts world."

"Hundred Flowers Valley is not like our Luofu Water Pavilion. That place is a sacred place for physicians, and it has always had more prestige in the martial arts world than other sects. If Young Master wants to deal with it, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Lou Xian Yue choked slightly upon hearing this, then gently lifted her eyelids and looked at the busy figure: "Who told you I was going to deal with him?"

Kong Qing handed over the tea, a smile on her face. "Doesn't the young master like Miss Su?"

"Nonsense! Who said I like her?" He suddenly raised his voice, then took the tea that Kong Qing handed him and swallowed it in one gulp, as if he was trying to cover something up.

"Smash!" The teacup was slammed onto the table, and then Lou Xianyue glared at him fiercely. "Kong Qing, you're becoming more and more out of line."

"Go back and wash my sword for two months!"

Kong Qing could only reluctantly agree. When would the young master ever get rid of this habit of saying one thing and meaning another? He should just say what he likes and what he doesn't like.

Lou Xianyue casually picked up a booklet from the side and started flipping through it. Kong Qing secretly glanced at it and saw that the boy was staring blankly at a page for a long time, clearly in a daze.

The auction began soon.

A middle-aged man in a royal blue brocade robe walked out from the auction stage downstairs. He had a round face and a shrewd smile in his eyes.

"Thank you all for attending this rare and precious event. I will now be the one to explain the details of today's auction."

As he spoke of each item, a maid dressed in plain clothes would slowly walk up to the stage, carrying a tray covered with red silk.

Many rare treasures were auctioned off by various wandering swordsmen, leaving Yue Zijin amazed.

Soon it was Su Ning's turn to look at the breast-protecting mirror.

"The Heart-Protecting Mirror, crafted from century-old black iron, can be a lifesaver in times of need. Do any of you distinguished guests find it appealing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted the red silk covering the treasure. The mirror was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the engraved silver patterns shimmered with a cold light. Its only flaw was that it was a little small.

"Starting bid: one hundred taels of silver."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the audience announced the price.

"I'll offer two hundred taels!"

"I'll offer five hundred taels!"

"Then I'll offer eight hundred taels!"

Prices soared, but Su Ning, sitting calmly in a private room on the third floor, lightly tapped her knees with her fingertips, her face remaining indifferent.

"Su Su, do you have enough money? If not, I'll lend it to you." Yue Zijin swallowed hard, though it pained her, she still handed the purse from her waist to Su Ning.

Pei Yunlian silently untied her purse.

Su Ning looked at Yue Zijin's empty purse and couldn't help but find it a little funny. Could it be that Uncle Tang didn't give Yue Zijin any financial support?

Tang Xi didn't even raise her eyes, only letting out a cold snort, as if she were extremely disdainful.

Su Ning simply shook her head, placing her hand against their money pouches, refusing their offer of money. "Don't worry, I have money."

The bidding below had already exceeded two thousand taels, which was the price quoted from the private room on the second floor.

The man downstairs seemed extremely concerned with his reputation. Seeing that no one had offered more than two thousand taels for a long time, he had the curtain lifted and appeared before the crowd, bowing to them and saying, "Tonight, in front of all you distinguished guests, it is my great fortune to have won this treasure."

He was heavily pregnant, with a string of beads in his hand, gently twirling his goatee, his face beaming with delight.

Just as the final note was about to be played, Su Ning gently rang the bell beside her.

The clear sound of the bells stood out remarkably in this magnificent and bustling place, drawing everyone's attention to the source of the sound.

Moreover, Su Ning didn't just shake it once, but three times in a row. Each ring of the bell costs one thousand taels of silver, while the price of the heart-protecting mirror below is five thousand taels of silver.

"Oh my goodness, it's the bell rang by a distinguished guest from the third floor! I wonder if the distinguished guest on the second floor would like to ask for an extra charge?"

The middle-aged man who was conducting the auction had his eyes shining as he looked at the private room on the third floor as if it were some kind of gold ingot.

The person who had just appeared on the second floor was only in the limelight for a short while before being humiliated.

She had actually raised the price of this small breastplate to five thousand taels of silver. Even if he had the money, he couldn't possibly spend it like that. He could only shout to the person above, "I wonder if you would be so reluctant to part with this? I really want this breastplate."

"If you give up this breastplate, I, Yang, will certainly remember your kindness. Wherever I have the Yang family's name, you may choose any goods for free."

But in response, he was met with two more bell rings.

The man in the brocade robe, surnamed Yang, was immediately speechless, seemingly not expecting the other party to blatantly humiliate him. He could only angrily return to the private room and have the curtains closed.

The person presiding over the auction below was grinning from ear to ear.

Even after the tray containing the breastplate was brought into the private room, the group was still immersed in Su Ning's extravagant gesture.

"My goodness, it's just a piece of scrap metal, not gold or silver, yet it's worth seven thousand taels."

"Even if you sold ten of them, they wouldn't be worth that much money."

"Susu, when did you get so much money?"

Yue Zijin stared at the sandalwood box containing the breastplate, her eyes practically popping out of her head.

Just as Su Ning was about to explain, there was a knock on the door. A person dressed in the Heavenly Sword Hall disciple's robes looked at Tang Xi, panting and sweating profusely: "It's terrible, Miss! The Poison Demon has appeared!"

The Poison Demon, ranked second on the Jianghu bounty list, is a master of rare poisons and extremely cruel.