After the greetings, Ouyang Lun apologized for the previous misunderstanding. After all, he was the first to insult his wife, so he did not blame him for being a bachelor.

"Where is the leader of your sect?" Ouyang Lun looked around.

"How do you know?" Ye Yan wondered, is his identity as a law enforcement disciple related to the sect leader? Hearing Ouyang Lun's tone, it seems that the sect leader should be with him. Could it be that he regards him as the sect leader's follower? Does the young master's temperament look like a follower?

"Brother Ye isn't you accompanying the sect leader of your sect?" The ten-year auction of Death Shahai has always been a battlefield for various sects to acquire resources. Ouyang Lun also determined that Ye Yan was a celebrity around the sect leader of the Netherworld Sect, and for granted that Ye Yan was accompanying the sect leader.

"I am bored, so I will join in the fun myself. What's more, my identity is a law enforcement disciple. Even if the sect leader is coming, it's not my turn to accompany her." Ye Yan showed his identity seriously. My master is a law enforcement disciple, not someone's follower! Besides, when has he been close to the sect leader?

Of course, Ouyang Lun didn't believe that he was an ordinary law enforcement disciple. Why did he get into the law enforcement hall when a sect in the foundation-building stage? If he was not a disciple valued by the sect leader, why would he be with the sect leader during the competition? However, Ouyang Lun has always been good at observing words and expressions. He would not be foolish to be silly. In fact, his thoughts were similar to Ye Yan, and he was worried that Ye Yan would make trouble during the auction and win over the relationship first. So he suggested: "Since Brother Ye is not accompanying the sect leader, it's better to sit in the private room below, what?"

Ye Yan secretly complained to himself that this kid seemed to have bad intentions. Ghost King Sect and the Netherworld Sect are enemies. He is a disciple of the Netherworld Sect and runs to the private room of the Young Master of the Ghost King Sect. Wouldn’t he give the sect master eye drops? “Well, Young Master Ouyang has been grateful for his beauty, and he just came to join in the fun. If he really sat in the private room, he would feel embarrassed if he didn’t spend some spirit stones. He is not as rich as Young Master Ouyang, and he is still at ease in the living room, and he is humble. The private room is not where to stay."

"Everyone knows the name of Brother Ye in the Ghost King Sect, why should you be humble? I have been admiring Brother Ye for a long time. Although there were some misunderstandings before, we can be considered acquaintances. Why not just abandon the past? The auction tonight has not yet begun, and there will be crowds in the hall later. Will Brother Ye bear to let this fairy be squeezed in with you?" Ouyang Lun learned from his mistakes. He only called the fairy fairy, and he would never add a little praise to the little fairy, nor would he ask about the origin of the name.

"Okay, it's better to obey your destiny than to be respectful." Ye Yan had a rare pity. The little fairy was originally a beauty that turned people down. Now she was wearing alien costumes again, and she was really charming. It was indeed a grievance for her to squeeze into the noisy crowd.

Ouyang Lun's private room is located on the second floor of the auction hall. Not only does it avoid the noisy crowd, but the environment is also very quiet. Tea, fruits, and fine wine are all available. There are also two good-looking female cultivators responsible for greeting. They can also see the situation in the venue clearly.

Ye Yan looked down and he was surprised to find that many people were also looking in his direction.

"What are you looking for?" Nalan Cai couldn't help but feel funny when she saw her sneaky look.

"Just find out if you have any acquaintances." Ye Yan replied absent-mindedly.

"Are you looking for a sucker?" Nalan Cai knew too well the little bad guy's methods. He was here to consume spirit stones at the auction. Every time this little bad guy participated in the auction, he had to get a ticket! I wonder who would be in trouble with this?

"What a sucker is not a sucker? I'm talking about it like a liar. Let's just join in the fun." Ye Yan looked calm and composed.

"How about that fat guy with big ears?" Nalan Cai really didn't think the auction was fun, especially since the auction items were all made from the Sand Sea of ​​Death, she couldn't even raise any interest, so she excitedly helped Ye Yan find prey.

"Do you have a grudge against others?" Ye Yan is a person who is about to enter the Golden Pill stage, and there is no shortage of spirit stones in his pocket. Why do you have to do something that is morally harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself?

"Look at how long you can pretend." Nalan Caifei rolled his eyes. The two of them had casual conversation, but Ouyang Lun was shocked by the eavesdropping.

Ouyang Lun is not like a idle person. He comes to purchase on behalf of the Ghost King Sect and accompany this cold and beautiful female cultivator. He is most afraid that Ye Yan will make trouble.

You should know that representatives of the various parties participating in the auction are all identifiable figures, and they will abide by the rules even if they compete. But Ye Yan is different from others and does anything to do! If you go against him during the auction, Ye Yan will jump out to raise the price of the items he likes, and he will not suffer heavy losses. So Ouyang Lun is ready to win over Ye Yan first and stabilize Ye Yan.

Ouyang Lun was very glad that he did this. Otherwise, this kid's prey would be himself! However, even if he pulled this kid to his private room, Ouyang Lun was still a little worried.

Before we knew it, the auction began.

The first auction item is a Dead Sea Blood Ginseng that has a temperature of two thousand years.

The Dead Sea Blood Ginseng only exists in the Dead Sand Sea and is very rare in number. According to rumors, the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng has very strict requirements on the growth environment. It must take root in a place where blood flows into a river, and it must be nourished by the Netherworld energy before it can grow!

The Dead Sea Blood Ginseng can not only be used to refine alchemy, but also directly take it to improve cultivation. It is especially helpful to ghost cultivators. The Dead Sea Blood Ginseng with a temperature of two thousand years is even rare, which is enough to help ghost cultivators at the peak of the Golden Elixir Stage break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

The auctioneer obviously wanted this Dead Sea Blood Ginseng to be in a hot atmosphere, and the starting price was very low, only thirty top-grade spirit stones.

"Three Hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones!" is completely different from auctions elsewhere. Most of the buyers of this auction are representatives of the various immortal cultivators. They are not only rich but also experienced. They know very well what the price of the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng for the two thousand years is worth, so they are too lazy to waste time and directly raise the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng to a reasonable price.

"Four hundred."

“Four hundred and fifty.”

“Four Hundred and Seventy.”

The competition has not stopped, but the bidding price has not increased significantly. This is because everyone knows the true value of the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng. The acquisition of the sect is different from that of ordinary monks. Cultivators can spare no expense in order to break through the realm. The sect purchases medicinal materials for reserves, and the first thing to consider is the value. In fact, the price of 470 is already quite high, far from what ordinary Jindan monks can afford.

"I'm bidding for 550 top-grade spirit stones." As a top immortal cultivator, Netherworld Sect was not anxious at first. When the bid was a little weak, it seemed to be a bit of a decisive sound. At this price, it was no longer suitable to buy the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng that was 2,000 years old.

"Six hundred." Ouyang Lun made a decisive bid, not adding ten or twenty top-grade spirit stones, but increasing fifty top-grade spirit stones at an already inflated price. If the price is higher, then it is not buying Dead Sea Blood Ginseng, but being angry. The representatives of the Netherworld Sect are obviously experienced and do not compete for a moment during auctions, thinking that the increase in price is not worth it. So simply give up.

"Brother Ye is not interested in this Dead Sea Blood Ginseng that is two thousand years old?" Ouyang Lun didn't dare to think that he had put the Dead Sea Blood Ginseng in his pocket. He turned his eyes to Ye Yan. It seemed that this kid was also a ghost cultivator, not too far from the Golden Pill Stage, and there was no shortage of spirit stones.

"I'm here to watch the fun." Ye Yan shook his head innocently. Even though his experience is not as rich as the representatives of the various factions present, he knows that he can't take advantage of this auction. He will never take action if he doesn't need anything. Moreover, he is a representative of the Immortal Cultivation Force. He is here to purchase resources and is willing to buy them if the price is right. He only buys what he wants.

Although Ouyang Lun was still not very relieved about Ye Yan. However, facts were better than words. After three bids, Dead Sea Blood Ginseng was bought by him as he wished.

The second auction item is a beast pill of the high-level Nascent Soul Stage Blazing Scorpion King.

The flaming scorpion is the most common spiritual beast in the Death Sand Sea. It is difficult for monks who hunt in the Death Sand Sea to not see the flaming scorpion.

The flame scorpion has hard shells, terrifying claw clamps, and the daunting tail needle. The attack and defense are very powerful. The most serious thing is that the flame scorpion is a group animal. When they appear, they move in a number of thousands, and the size reaches hundreds of thousands. It is like a tide. The monks of the Death Sand Sea call the tide of flame scorpions that appear in groups of beasts, which is really appropriate.

It is already very difficult to hunt a high-level Nascent Soul Stage Blazing Scorpion King, and it is even more unimaginable to hunt the Scorpion King in the tide of beasts. The value of this beast pill itself is also tempting.

After a rapid round of bidding, the Netherworld Sect offered a price of 130 top-grade spirit stones.

"Brother Ye is not interested in the Beast Pill of the Flaming Scorpion King?" Ouyang Lun asked suspiciously.

"I'm really watching the fun." Ye Yan still shook his head and said his conscience, he was a little interested in beast pills. Bald man is an absolute bottomless pit, and there are not enough beast pills. However, it is precisely because Bald man's appetite is too big, one or two beast pills are insignificant. The most important thing is that buying one beast pill for 130 top-grade spirit stones is a waste of money! Ye Yan is about to go to the Death Sand Sea to do a big fight, and he needs the beast pill to find a way by himself.

"In this way, I'm not polite." Ouyang Lun immediately added the price to 150 top-grade spirit stones. Without any suspense, the Beast Pill of the Flaming Scorpion King was taken away by him. The subsequent five auction items, three of which were taken away by the young master of the Ghost King Sect.

He is indeed a young master of the top immortal cultivation force. He is indeed rich and powerful!

Ye Yan is a very valuable person among the monks, but he still dares not challenge the young master of the Ghost King Sect who plays public funds. Although each of these materials is not of high value, it is usually worth hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, at most no more than one thousand top-grade spirit stones, but it is impossible to resist the young master seeing one and buying one. To sum up, Ouyang Lun has sprinkled nearly two thousand top-grade spirit stones, and it seems that the auction has just begun...

What made Ye Yan most depressed was that the young master of the Ghost King Sect always cast a worried look at him every time before he wanted to take action, and even asked him in a fake way, as if he was guarding himself against a thief. He seemed to believe that he was going to make trouble at a critical moment.
Chapter completed!