After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

"two thousand!"

Prices soared, and several female cultivators who practiced ice-based techniques argued heatedly.

Among them was a male monk wearing an ice-blue Taoist robe.

"Three thousand!"

The price caused an uproar in the room.

Three thousand spirit stones is far more than the actual value of this jewelry set.

After all, it is just an accessory to aid cultivation, not a real offensive or defensive magic weapon.

The female cultivator who had initially made the offer had a fluctuating expression, but in the end, she sighed and gave up.

Just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, a clear, cold voice rang out:

"Three thousand one hundred".

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Fairy Qing Shuang from Flying Snow Valley again. She remained expressionless, as if she had given three copper coins instead of three thousand one hundred spirit stones.

The young man in the ice-blue robe frowned: "Three thousand three hundred!"

“Three thousand four hundred,” Fairy Qing Shuang said calmly.

"Three thousand five hundred!"

"Three thousand six hundred."

The two bidders went back and forth, and the price quickly surpassed four thousand spirit stones. The hall was so quiet that only the sounds of their bidding and the auctioneer's calls could be heard.

Everyone could see that Fairy Qing Shuang was determined to win.

This is normal. Flying Snow Valley is famous for its ice-based techniques, and this set of Frost Jade jewelry is indeed the most suitable auxiliary treasure for her.

As for the young man in the ice-blue robe, Xu Ze overheard people talking about him. He was a core member of a mid-level family in the Northern Continent. His spiritual root was related to the ice element. Although he did not have a single spiritual root, it had undergone a mutation.

He carried the fate of his family on his shoulders, so he didn't care whether it was jewelry or anything else; as long as it was helpful, he would definitely bid for it.

When the price reached 4,800 spirit stones, the young man in the ice-blue robe was already sweating.

The price was beyond his budget, but looking at the set of jewelry radiating blue light on the stage, he couldn't bear to give it up.

He gritted his teeth, about to raise the price one last time, when a lazy voice sounded from the other side of the hall:

"Five thousand."

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound.

He was a young man, about twenty years old, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe. He had a handsome face and a slightly cynical smile between his brows.

He sat with his legs crossed in the front row of the VIP seats, playing with a jade pendant in his hand, looking relaxed.

“Song Yubai, the second young master of the Song family.” Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

The host of this Tianjiao Conference.

"He wants to compete for this set of jewelry too? Doesn't he cultivate fire-attribute techniques?"

"He probably wanted to take a picture and give it away. I heard he's interested in Fairy Qing Shuang..."

Song Yubai ignored the surrounding chatter. He stood up, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Fairy Qing Shuang, and gave what he thought was a dashing smile:

“If Fairy Qing Shuang wants it, I’ll buy it for you. Consider it a mere five thousand spirit stones as a small gift.”

These words were spoken flippantly, with a clear hint of flattery.

Many people in the audience wore maternal smiles, clearly aware that Song Yubai had feelings for Fairy Qingshuang.

Fairy Qing Shuang frowned slightly, her tone indifferent: "Thank you for your kindness, Second Young Master, but I can buy it myself."

She paused, then quoted a new price: "Five thousand one hundred."

Song Yubai's smile remained unchanged: "Why be so polite, fairy... five thousand five hundred!"

"Five thousand six hundred."

"Six thousand."

The auctioneer gasped when the price was announced.

Buying a set of auxiliary jewelry for six thousand spirit stones is beyond extravagance; it's downright wasteful.

Fairy Qing Shuang fell silent.

Although she wanted the jewelry, six thousand spirit stones were indeed beyond her budget.

Although Flying Snow Valley is one of the four great immortal sects, there are still rules for resource allocation.

Seeing that Fairy Qing Shuang remained silent, Song Yubai revealed a smug expression. He scanned the entire room, as if declaring his victory.

But just then, a calm voice came from behind:

"Six thousand one hundred."

Everyone turned their heads again.

This time, attention fell on Xu Ze.

Chapter 70 I Need to Verify Funds

When all eyes were on them.

Xu Ze simply sat there, his expression indifferent, as if he hadn't been the one to quote the price just now.

He even picked up his teacup and took a leisurely sip.

"Are you crazy?" Mu Qinghe stared in disbelief, tugging at Xu Ze's sleeve and whispering:

"Won't this make everyone discover us?!"

Xu Ze smiled at her but didn't say anything.

So what if they found it?

Since I've only been away from my spawn point for a short time, I don't care how daring I am as long as I can get useful information.

The auctioneer on stage was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening:

"This fellow Daoist has offered 6,100 spirit stones! Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"

Song Yubai's smile froze on his face.

He turned around and looked at Xu Ze with a gloomy gaze.

In this Donghua City, who would dare to disrespect me like this?

When he saw Xu Ze's unfamiliar and excessively young face, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Huh?

Who is this person?

At an auction I organized myself, there were people I didn't even know?

"My friend, you look unfamiliar." Song Yubai suppressed his anger and said with a forced smile, "May I ask which immortal sect you are a disciple of?"

"This set of jade jewelry is only useful for cultivating ice-type techniques. If you are cultivating other types of techniques, it would be a waste to buy it."

These words, seemingly out of concern, were actually an attempt to probe Xu Ze's background and a subtle hint that he shouldn't make unreasonable bids without understanding the rules.

I bought it to give to Fairy Qing Shuang, what use would it be for you to buy it?

Xu Ze put down his teacup and looked calmly at Song Yubai: "I like it, is that not allowed?"

Those six simple words instantly froze the atmosphere in the room.

Song Yubai's face darkened completely.

In Donghua City, no one had ever dared to disrespect him like this.

“Fine, of course,” Song Yubai said coldly. “The highest bidder wins at the auction, that’s the rule… I bid seven thousand spirit stones!”

"Seven thousand one hundred."

"Then I'll offer eight thousand!" Song Yubai practically shouted.

"Eight thousand one hundred".

No matter how much Song Yubai offered, Xu Ze would only add one hundred spirit stones, his attitude as relaxed as if he were playing an insignificant game.

The price quickly broke through 10,000 spirit stones, and the entire venue fell silent. Everyone held their breath, watching this astonishing bidding war.

Even the auctioneer's hands were trembling.

Song Yubai's face had turned ashen, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Ten thousand spirit stones was a huge sum of money even for him.

Although the Song family is the richest family in Donghua City, he is only the second son and has limited resources at his disposal.

If you give a gift to a fairy you want to befriend, it will cost tens of thousands of spirit stones, which is not worth it.

Besides, there are some treasures at today's auction that I absolutely must acquire.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said to Xu Ze, "Friend, give me some face."

"This set of jewelry is very important to me. If you give it to me, I, Song, will remember this favor."

These words already carried a clear threatening connotation.

The Song family's connections carry considerable weight in the Northern Continent.

“Excuse me, I also really like this jewelry set…” But Xu Ze just smiled, stretched out a hand, and pointed to the ceiling: “Add one hundred.”

"Ten thousand one hundred."

If it weren't for the minimum markup of 100, he would have added it one dollar at a time.

Besides... I've come all this way to see my teacher, Ding Wan, I can't just show up empty-handed, can I?

It just so happens that the teacher's sword intent is of the ice attribute.

In addition, she has always loved all kinds of decorations and trinkets.