I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

She knew that her master had resumed his cultivation of thunder magic and would probably be interested in this thing.

If possible, she would like to buy it for her master with her own money.

From childhood to adulthood, her master bought her so many things, while she bought him only small items, none of which were particularly expensive.

This might be a good opportunity.

Luo Xueqing was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. As a sword cultivator, she didn't consume many resources, and she also earned her own spirit stones. Over the years, she had accumulated a considerable amount of savings.

Zhao Kangping saw what his eldest disciple was thinking. He held her waist tightly and said, "Xueqing, I must get the meteorite, but this little bit of spirit stone is nothing to me. If you want to give me a gift, why not prepare one for my birthday in a while?"

"But what gift can be better than this?" she asked without giving up.

Zhao Kangping smiled slightly, then leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. His breath hit her skin, and the base of her ear visibly turned red, spreading to her entire face.

"This, this..." Luo Xueqing felt a little embarrassed when she heard what he said.

"Don't you want to?" Zhao Kangping lifted her chin.

"I do." Moisture welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Zhao Mengyao, who was standing by, didn't notice it at first, but when she saw her senior sister's reaction, she realized what she had missed.

Why do I feel like my hometown has been robbed?

"What were you talking about just now?" Zhao Mengyao's attention was previously focused on the conference room below and she didn't notice what they said.

"A secret." Luo Xueqing smiled through her tears.

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Chapter 85: Fairy Qinyue, the one who must be killed [Please read]

"One hundred and twenty thousand times."

The female host's voice was heard outside.

Although thunder meteorites are good things, their uses are relatively simple and not many people need them.

At this price, few people wanted it.

"Should we shout?" Luo Xueqing asked.

Zhao Kangping glanced at the venue and found that the person who shouted out 120,000 was a middle-aged male cultivator in the venue. Judging from his clothes, he should be a cultivator from the Shenxiao Sect.

The Shenxiao Sect is famous for its specialization in thunder magic.

Needless to say, the thunder meteorite also has a great appeal to this person.

When the auction hammer struck the second time and was about to strike the third time, Zhao Kangping shouted out his bid.

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

The moment the price was called out, the middle-aged monk looked towards the VIP room.

Now only Zhao Kangping and he were competing for this item. The deal was originally going to be sold for 120,000, but it was suddenly raised to 150,000. This was clearly a lack of respect for him.

This would undoubtedly be very offensive, but Zhao Kangping had the Zi Yang Holy Land behind him, so he was not afraid of competing with others.

"One hundred and sixty thousand."

The middle-aged cultivator from the Shenxiao Sect continued shouting.

If he revealed his identity as the Palace Master of Yaohua Palace in Ziyang Holy Land, the other party would definitely give way.

However, it was not convenient for him to reveal his identity, otherwise how could he explain the ambiguous relationship between him and the two beauties around him.

The mainstream attitude of the cultivation world towards master-disciple love is generally not to encourage it, but not to prohibit it. Once it is discovered, there will be all kinds of ridicule.

But if the person’s cultivation is strong enough to dominate the world, then it will be a different situation.

Mr. Zhao doesn't want to be exposed too early, as he also has to save face.

"Two hundred thousand."

Without any hesitation, Zhao Kangping directly reported the number.

After hearing his offer, the monk below obviously hesitated.

Those who can stay in the VIP room are not simple people. They probably don’t want to offend the big boss, so the middle-aged monk stopped fighting for it.

In this way, Zhao Kangping bought the thunder meteorite for 200,000 yuan.

"It was so easy to take the picture." Zhao Mengyao originally thought there would be a fierce competition.

Luo Xueqing explained, "Thunder Meteorites don't have many uses, and even fewer people need them. Besides, whether it's worth spending two hundred thousand on a piece of cultivation consumables is a matter of opinion."

Although he had won the bid for the meteorite, he still had to wait until the auction was over to actually get the item.

At that time, a staff member will come to meet the buyer and confirm whether the other party has sufficient financial resources to purchase the auction item. Then the payment will be made and the goods will be delivered.

Usually, people who come to the auction must have brought enough spirit stones.

You have to know that the Treasure Pavilion is a very powerful force. Anyone who dares to come here to have fun without enough spirit stones will definitely be asking for trouble. He will be kept for tea.

Subsequent auction items were mostly elixirs or magic weapons, which were things they were not interested in.

"Which number is that guzheng?" Luo Xueqing asked. She felt completely responsible for breaking Bai Qianqian's guzheng, but her master said he would pay for her.

But how can this be possible?

She had caused the disaster, so there was no reason for Master to bear the responsibility. But more than two thousand high-grade spirit stones were really expensive.

After all, most of the spiritual stones consumed by cultivators are low-grade, and those who can use high-grade spiritual stones are extremely valuable.

If the guzheng is sold at a similar price this time, she will really not be able to afford it.

At this moment, she felt that it was a blessing to have her master to protect her. Thinking of this, she leaned on her master's shoulder and greedily breathed in his scent, which was a reassuring smell.

She felt that she owed her master too much, and she was afraid that even if she sacrificed her entire life, she would still not be able to repay him.

It was decided. From now on, if Master told her to go east, she would never go west. Even if Master wanted the stars in the sky, she would pick them down.

Luo Xueqing's mind was full of random thoughts when she suddenly heard the host on the stage announce the name of the auction item.

"This paulownia wood immortal zither was discovered in the cave dwelling of a senior cultivator who had already passed away in the Void Refinement Stage. Our Baibao Pavilion lost several Nascent Soul cultivators, and many Golden Core cultivators before it was retrieved."

"This seventh-grade, top-grade guzheng can not only be used to unleash killing powers, but can also play a variety of music. I'm sure all the music practitioners present here can see the extraordinary nature of this item."

"The starting price for the Wutong Wood Fairy Zheng is 200 high-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than 20 high-grade spirit stones."

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Xueqing stood up. She looked out the window at the conference hall, which had become noisy because of the appearance of this magic weapon.

She doesn't understand music theory and doesn't know the difference between the guzheng and guqin.

But Bai Qianqian is proficient in many musical instruments, so it should be appropriate to buy this for her.

The authenticity of the story behind this guzheng is unverifiable, but if Baibao Pavilion dares to sell it, it must have been authenticated by a professional. The grade and functions mentioned by the host are definitely not false, otherwise it would be a shaming act.

"I'll offer 220 high-grade spirit stones."

A veiled nun in the field shouted.

Soon, another woman followed up with the price: "Three hundred high-grade spirit stones."

In this way, the price soon reached one thousand high-grade spirit stones.

Those who were fighting for it were all female cultivators, and it just so happened that most of the Taoist cultivators were women.

In less than half a cup of tea, the price reached one thousand high-grade spirit stones.

It is very likely that the number will exceed two thousand high-grade spirit stones and continue to climb upwards.

"I brought over 3,200 high-grade spirit stones," Zhao Kangping said. This was already a significant portion of his fortune, though not all. He had to keep some spirit stones to maintain the formation on Yaohua Peak, and also to provide salaries for his two disciples.

When I read some Xianxia novels before, I saw many senior time travelers carrying hundreds of thousands, millions, or even hundreds of millions of high-grade spirit stones. Zhao Kangping thought that high-grade spirit stones were so worthless.

But when it was my turn to travel through time, I discovered that high-quality spirit stones were so valuable.

Maybe the world he traveled through was different from that of his predecessors.

"I only have more than 500 high-grade spirit stones." Luo Xueqing said a little embarrassedly.

But Zhao Kangping didn't think it was too little. More than five hundred high-grade spirit stones were equivalent to more than five million low-grade spirit stones, which was a huge sum of money for most cultivators.

Xueqing was already a mature cultivator, knowing how to earn spirit stones on her own. Unlike the other idler in Yaohua Palace who hadn't earned much spirit stones yet and still caused Master to worry about her even at such a young age.

Zhao Mengyao's mouth dropped open when she heard about the huge amount of spirit stones. This was the first time she knew that her master and senior sister were so wealthy.

This further strengthened her determination to cling to her master and let him support her for the rest of her life.

Freeloading makes her happy.

"One thousand two hundred."

Zhao Kangping quoted the price.

The female cultivators below chattered for a while and then withdrew from the fight for the guzheng.

But there are still some female cultivators with strong financial resources who are still holding on to their beliefs.

Just like the natural law of survival of the fittest, those who remain are the strong.

"two thousand."

A veiled nun in the field continued to hold up the sign.

This is unethical. They directly raised the price to 2,000. Aren’t they leaving no room for other competitors?

"This person seems to be the Fairy Qinyue from the Miaoyin Sect." Luo Xueqing said.

"What?" When hearing this name, Mr. Zhao's memory was recalled.

He knew this name. That guy was a villain who was involved in many incidents.

On the surface, this Fairy Qin Yue is a female prodigy of the Miaoyin Sect, but in reality she is a member of a certain villain organization.

Also, she is not actually human, but a member of the clan of an ancient god.

Not only is her identity and name fake, but even her beauty is fake.

I won’t tell you its true face.

I’m afraid that saying it will affect the appetite of those who are eating.

The worst misdeed of this bastard was that he bewitched the leader of Xianyun Sect into becoming a devil, turning the entire Xianyun Sect into a den of demons.

Oh, by the way, the leader of Xianyun Sect is an acquaintance of his.

It's his mother's friend.

He is also a good friend of his master.

When he was a child, his family suffered a misfortune and his parents died early. He was adopted by Aunt Yun for more than half a year.

If Xianyun Sect did not accept male disciples, he would not have been sent to Ziyang Holy Land.

If he had listened to Aunt Yun's advice when he was a child, put on women's clothes and acted like a girl, perhaps his life would have been different.

Unfortunately, he is a 24K real man and cannot wear women's clothes.

To be honest, he hasn't seen Aunt Yun for decades, and he doesn't know how she is doing now.

When she was a child, she often came to the Zi Yang Holy Land to visit him, and every time she came she would bring many gifts.

At first, when she saw him, she would hug the little him in her arms, pinch his little face, and bury his head in those deep peaks.

It's the pain of growing up.

When he grew up, Aunt Yun no longer behaved so intimately with him.

Unfortunately, after Aunt Yun succeeded him as the sect leader, she came to see him less and less.

Later, he was busy looking for his missing master and rarely visited Aunt Yun.

The last time I heard about Aunt Yun, I heard that she has been in seclusion for many years and has not seen outsiders.

He knew that Aunt Yun had a cold constitution and had practiced a special ice-attributed technique. In her haste to achieve success, she had gone awry in her practice, causing a continuous buildup of cold poison within her body.

She had no choice but to stay in seclusion in order to suppress the cold poison.

If you don't interfere with the development of the situation, Fairy Qinyue will one day stand in front of Aunt Yun.