The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

"Heavenly Sword Sect! Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones!!!"

Wenren Xiao let out a loud shout that could be heard by almost everyone in the room. His emotions were visibly agitated, as if he had completely lost his mind.

His shout startled everyone.

Chi Miao: "Wow! That's awesome! I, your junior disciple, congratulate Uncle Wenren in advance on acquiring the Sword Intent Scroll!!"

She had barely finished speaking.

Wenren Xiao realized he had been tricked.

The elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect standing nearby were also terrified and turned pale.

"Sect Master! Think it over! She did it on purpose!"

"Yes, this sword intent scroll is important, but we came here for the Dragon Pattern Jade, and we only brought so many with us. What will happen to the Dragon Pattern Jade if we throw them all away?!"

Wenren Xiao needs to calm down and think things through.

At that very moment.

Chi Miao continued to fan the flames: "Huh? Do you want to regret it? Is this all the Heavenly Sword Sect is capable of? It's not all that great."

Wenren Xiao remained silent for a moment...

Utter madness!!!

Auctioneer: "Would the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect wish to raise the bid?"

Wenren Xiao: "Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones? Add it! My Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't lack that much!!"

Auctioneer: "Good! Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones once! Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones twice! Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones three times! Sold!"

The auctioneer sped up his speech, as if afraid that the Heavenly Sword Sect would change their mind, and then brought down the gavel!

The group of geniuses immediately transformed into the atmosphere-setting team and took the lead!

Yu Wuxin took out his guqin and began to play.

Jin Shengfei once again showered down glittering gold.

Chi Miao stood up, took the gong, and sang loudly in rhythm:

"Congratulations on your fortune—ding ding ding ding ding ding!"

"Congratulations on your brilliant performance—ta-da! Ta-da!"

"The best, please come over! The bad, please go away!"

"Oh, being overly polite is never a bad thing!"

"Congratulations to our Uncle Wenren for successfully bidding 200,000 yuan for the sword intent scroll!!"

The atmosphere is electric!

The whole place went wild!

Upon seeing this, Wenren Xiao's vision went black, his blood surged, and he couldn't help but choke on his breath.

"puff--!"

He was so angry that he coughed up blood on the spot.

"Chi Miao!!!!"

You bitch!!!

The surrounding common people were stunned for a moment: "Why do I suddenly feel that Wenren Xiao is actually quite pitiful? A sect leader, just like that, being played with like a puppet."

"You only make three thousand a month, but you're worried about someone who makes millions? I think you're out of your mind, even more so than him!"

"But to be fair, Chi Miao is such a cheerful little girl, she makes me really happy."

"Then you become her wife, and she becomes your husband."

"Your husband!"

"Your husband! Your husband!"

Chi Miao: "?"

I'm the woman you can't have, okay?! What's with all this shirking?! Is she some cheap girl?!

Ying Wuhuo, standing to the side, pursed his lips and looked at Chi Miao expectantly. He seemed to want to say something but dared not, his conflicted and awkward expression revealing a hint of grievance on his aloof and handsome face.

Chi Miao: "..." She looked away.

Ying Wuhuo: Stare—

Chi Miao: "..." Don't turn around.

Ying Wuhuo: Stare—!!

Chi Miao: "...Um, Xuanji, the sun is really crescent-shaped tonight."

Rong Xuanji: "Huh??"

What sun bend?

Ying Wuhuo: Stare—!!!

Chi Miao: "Alright, alright, alright! Stop staring, I know!"

Ying Wuhuo: "Hmm?"

Chi Miao: "Isn't all you want that scroll of ruthless sword intent?"

Ying Wuhuo lowered his eyes and said, "Didn't you already give it up? Actually, I didn't really want it that much, and you're really pretending."

Chi Miao: "..."

None of my family members understand!

Chi Miao took a deep breath, then took out a brand new sheepskin scroll from his storage ring and tossed it to Ying Wuhuo.

"Look what this is?"

Ying Wuhuo took the sheepskin scroll and was completely dumbfounded.

"This is... the scroll of ruthless sword intent?"

Wait a minute, wasn't that already filmed by Wenren Xiao and the others?

Ying Wuhuo suddenly realized: "This is a fake?"

Chi Miao was speechless: "...Am I that kind of person?"

Ying Wuhuo pondered for a moment longer: "Was the item I just showed to Wenren Xiao a fake?"

Jin Shengfei: "...My Jin family never sells counterfeit goods."

This piqued the curiosity of everyone else: "If it's not fake, then it's not fake either, so... what exactly is this thing?"

Chi Miao smiled and said, "It's simple, both are genuine."

"It's just that the sword intent scroll in Ying Wuhuo's hand is more authentic."

Chi Miao discovered this scroll while arranging the auction items in the afternoon.

She originally intended to just take the scroll away.

However, the Weeping Sword happened to awaken its third ability—the ability to replicate sword intent.

As long as you are hit by a certain sword intent, you can immediately retain part of that sword intent.

Using this skill, she found another scroll and copied the ruthless sword intent onto another sheepskin scroll.

in short.

Ying Wuhuo had the original, but the one auctioned off was a fake made by Chi Miao.

Everyone listened attentively, and then spoke up: "Then... isn't that still a fake?"

Chi Miao put her hands on her hips: "What are you talking about?! This is a top-quality item that my sister Sanshui wholesaled! Besides, the scroll she displayed was the one she sensed herself. She bought it willingly, so it's genuine!"

"The one we kept is called the Ultimate Edition."

"If you don't believe me, ask the monks if Buddha will forgive me."

Jingming: "...Amitabha, I am just a monk, I cannot represent the Buddha."

Buddha seemed completely indifferent.

The following auction was quite interesting.

Chi Miao's arrangements were all quite good; it was one of the top auctions at Wan Jin Auction House in the last hundred years.

The people were having a great time taking pictures.

The premise is that the Heavenly Sword Sect does not make a bid.

Since the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't make a bid, Chi Miao didn't make a bid either.

As soon as the Heavenly Sword Sect made its bid, Chi Miao immediately doubled the price, provoking Yi Long.

Having been disgusted once, Wenren Xiao learned her lesson and didn't act impulsively again.

Chi Miao happily accepted the auction item and immediately selected a member of the public to receive it.

The common people were enjoying the spectacle, which angered the Heavenly Sword Sect members who kept cursing and swearing below.

He insulted Chi Miao on purpose.

Chi Miao: "No way, he just likes to be a generous spender. You can't stop him from doing good deeds, can you? I didn't spend any of your Heavenly Sword Sect's money."

Having money means being arrogant!

This infuriated the Heavenly Sword Sect so much that they didn't dare to ask for any more money.

They could only watch helplessly as so many good things ended up in the hands of others.

Finally, what everyone had been waiting for appeared.

"Tonight's grand finale item: a magical artifact capable of reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bones! A Tantric treasure—Dragon-patterned Jade!!"

Everyone got excited.

Wenren Xiao had been unable to sit still any longer: "It's finally here! This time, we'll pay any price to get this precious jade!!"

Chi Miao looked down at him from above and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm afraid... you won't even have the chance to pay the price."

next second.

Something completely unexpected happened!