Xu Xiaoxiao's Immortal Cultivation Life (Transmigration)

Chapter 101 Immortal Spirit City Auction 16

As Mu Zhusheng shouted "fifty-five million spirit stones," the venue erupted in uproar, everyone shocked by the exorbitant price.

However, the bidding did not stop there.

A mysterious man in purple robes spoke slowly, his voice seemingly coming from the depths of the earth: "One hundred million spirit stones. This herb is extremely important to my lord. All of you, please stop fighting over it."

His words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in disbelief as she said, "Second Senior Brother, one hundred million spirit stones! That's insane! What should we do?"

Mu Zhusheng's expression was solemn, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He said in a low voice, "Don't rush, let's see if there's still a chance." He took out the storage ring that his senior brother had given him and scanned it with his divine sense. Inside, there was a mountain of spirit stones, estimated to be a billion spirit stones. He gasped inwardly. It turned out that his senior brother was a hidden tycoon.

His heart instantly calmed down, and he used telepathy to tell Xu Xiaoxiao, "Don't worry, there are ten billion spirit stones in the storage ring that Senior Brother gave us. We'll definitely be able to win the bid."

Xu Xiaoxiao covered her mouth, afraid she would gasp out in surprise, "So many!"

But the other bidders did not back down easily. The old man in black robes shouted in a trembling voice, "One hundred and twenty million spirit stones! Even if I have to risk my old life, I cannot let my disciple down."

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the venue flickered violently due to the excitement of the crowd, and the decorations on the walls were shaken slightly, making a crisp sound.

Xu Xiaoxiao said, "Second Senior Brother, we must get the Moonlight Grass and not let Senior Brother down."

Mu Zhusheng took a deep breath and shouted, "Two hundred million spirit stones!"

The bid silenced the room instantly, and everyone stared at Mu Zhusheng in shock.

But after a brief silence, the bidding resumed in full swing.

The young swordsman shouted, "Three hundred million spirit stones! If I obtain the Moonlight Grass, I will surely shine in the martial world. I cannot miss this opportunity!"

Mu Zhusheng's gaze grew increasingly resolute as he said to Xu Xiaoxiao, "Junior Sister, we must hold on."

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded firmly: "Second Senior Brother, I believe we can do it."

The price soared, to four hundred million, four hundred and fifty million... When the purple-robed man bid "five hundred million spirit stones" again, the entire venue fell silent.

Mu Zhusheng watched as the man in purple robes offered 500 million spirit stones. Although her heart was stirred, she was no longer afraid.

He exchanged a glance with Xu Xiaoxiao, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.

Mu Zhusheng announced loudly, "Five hundred and ten million spirit stones." His posture was upright, and his green robe appeared particularly resolute under the light of spiritual energy, like an unshakable mountain.

The man in purple robes was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Mu Zhusheng to raise the price. After a moment of silence, he said with a hint of annoyance, "Five hundred and fifty million spirit stones. Don't push your luck."

At this moment, the spiritual energy around the purple-robed man fluctuated faintly, like a ferocious beast about to be released from its cage.

Xu Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly, her face flushed red, and she shouted, "Six hundred million spirit stones! We must have this Moonlight Grass, and no one can stop us!"

Her eyes shone with a burning light, a determination to do anything for her senior brother.

The people in the hall were so stunned by the fierce bidding that they were speechless and could only stare at them in disbelief.

The spiritual energy flashed wildly, almost engulfing the entire venue. The decorations on the walls shook violently, emitting a piercing clanging sound, as if cheering on this thrilling bidding war.

The man in purple robes sneered, "Seven hundred million spirit stones. I'd like to see how long you can keep up this."

His figure appeared somewhat sinister in the spiritual light, and his powerful aura seemed to solidify the surrounding air.

Without hesitation, Mu Zhusheng responded loudly, "Eight hundred million spirit stones!" Veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands trembled slightly. The immense pressure was making him somewhat strained, but his eyes never wavered.

At this moment, the entire venue was so quiet that only the tense breathing of the crowd could be heard.

The man in purple robes remained silent for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Nine hundred million spirit stones, this is my limit."

Xu Xiaoxiao and Mu Zhusheng exchanged a glance, and they saw hope and determination in each other's eyes.

Mu Zhusheng took a deep breath and shouted, "Ten billion spirit stones!" His voice was like a booming bell, echoing throughout the venue and making everyone's ears ring.

The man in purple robes sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

The auctioneer's voice was hoarse with excitement: "Ten billion spirit stones once, ten billion spirit stones twice, ten billion spirit stones three times! Sold! This Moonlight Grass spirit plant belongs to this young master and young lady!"

Xu Xiaoxiao jumped up excitedly, tears welling in her eyes: "Second Senior Brother, we did it! Eldest Senior Brother is saved!"

Mu Zhusheng also breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on her face: "Yes, we finally succeeded."

Xu Xiaoxiao and Mu Zhusheng waited with great joy for the auctioneer to deliver the Moonlight Grass. At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue became very subtle because of this shocking transaction result.

Other bidders cast envious glances, while others whispered amongst themselves, discussing how the two young people could afford such a huge amount of spirit stones.

Just as they were about to head backstage, the rich young master, accompanied by several servants, blocked their way.

The wealthy young man put away his previous arrogance, his face showing a hint of curiosity and inquiry: "Gentlemen, who exactly are you to be able to spend ten billion spirit stones to bid for the Moonlight Grass? Such wealth is not that of an unknown person."

He fanned himself with his fan, his eyes darting back and forth between Xu Xiaoxiao and Mu Zhusheng. The servants around them were also watching them intently, as if they would act at the young master's command.

Mu Zhusheng frowned slightly, clasped his hands in a salute and said, "Young master, we are just disciples of a small sect. This time, in order to save our senior brother's life, we have no choice but to do our best. We hope that you will make way for us and not delay us from taking the Moonlight Grass."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but his vigilance was evident, and his body was slightly tense, ready to deal with any possible emergencies at any time.

The wealthy young master smiled and said, "A small sect? I doubt it. Fine, I won't make things difficult for you today. However, if there's an opportunity in the future, I'd like to make your acquaintance." With that, he and his servants slowly made way for him.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Mu Zhusheng continued walking towards the backstage, but as soon as they reached the backstage entrance, they saw the man in purple robes standing there quietly.

The purple-robed man's face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression, but the aura he exuded was chilling.

"Do you think you can take the Moonlight Grass away so easily just by bidding for it? My lord never fails to get what he wants." The purple-robed man's voice was cold and threatening. His figure was as still as a statue, yet he exuded a powerful sense of oppression.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The dim light in the backstage flickered erratically under the fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the few oil lamps hanging on the wall swayed with weak flames, as if they might go out at any moment.

Xu Xiaoxiao nervously approached Mu Zhusheng and whispered, "Second Senior Brother, what should we do? He doesn't seem willing to let this go."

Mu Zhusheng shielded Xu Xiaoxiao behind him, his eyes fixed on the man in purple robes, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, do not act recklessly. This auction has always had rules. How can you steal the items that have been sold? If you dare to break the rules, Immortal Spirit City will not let you off the hook."

His eyes were firm and fearless. Although he had some worries in his heart, he had to appear calm in front of his junior sister.