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Chapter 1294 - Chapter 1294 Chapter 1158 The Eldest Miss of the Mu Family

Chapter 1294: Chapter 1158: The Eldest Miss of the Mu Family Dynasty? Chapter 1294: Chapter 1158: The Eldest Miss of the Mu Family Dynasty? The auction continued, and during the bidding for Demon Spirits, many other rare and precious Xuan objects were interspersed.

Among them, the Level 3 wind-element Xuan object that Chu Mu needed, and the Level 3 Beast-type Xuan object coveted by Ye Wansheng and the Morning Crown Prince appeared, but unfortunately, even if they wanted to buy them, the price reached around 600 Xuan, which was completely unaffordable for them.

The four of them waited, and after a long time, something finally appeared that caught their eye.

“These are Level 3 Life Fruits, which can be used for extending one’s life or as Wood-type Xuan quality for the preparation of Xuan objects. There are a total of twenty Level 3 Life Fruits here, and the owner requires them to be sold all at once. Alright, let the bidding begin!” the beautiful married woman said with a sweet voice.

After confirming the usefulness of the Life Fruits from Master Li, Chu Mu decisively placed a bid.

Normally, the price of a Level 3 wood-element Xuan quality could reach about 5 Xuan, and with the life-extending effect, the price of these Life Fruits was even higher. Moreover, they were definitely something that all Soul Pet Masters eagerly needed. Before Chu Mu and the others even had a chance to bid, the price had been raised to 200 Xuan.

Chu Mu currently had only 150 Xuan on hand, and even if he sold that Monarch-level Demon Spirit, it would only be around 200 Xuan. If the price of these Life Fruits exceeded 300, it would be a bit troublesome.

Uncle Peng, seeing their eagerness to obtain the Life Fruits, directly raised a bid of 250 Xuan.

“Oh, General Peng bids 250 Xuan, does anyone offer a higher price?”

As Chu Mu was wondering why this man was bidding, he suddenly realized that after General Peng placed his bid, no one else raised the price or competed further.

The beautiful married woman called out three times, and in the end, the Life Fruits were acquired by General Peng for 250 Xuan.

“I have some influence in Wen City. I’ll buy these for you as a token of my gratitude for saving my nephew, and I hope you won’t decline it,” said Uncle Peng with a slight smile, speaking quite sincerely.

“Thank you very much,” replied Chu Mu, not shirking the offer, and straightforwardly handed over the Soul Capture Ring containing the Monarch-level Demon Spirit to Uncle Peng, saying, “This is for you.”

Uncle Peng accepted it and then handed it over to Liao Yu.

Liao Yu’s eyes immediately lit up with excitement as he continuously expressed his thanks.

With this Demon Spirit, he could easily advance to the Soul Emperor level. Most importantly, his life and soul would have a great deal of protection.

Chu Mu lost interest in the subsequent auction and intended to leave, but Uncle Peng mentioned that the auctioned items could only be collected after the auction ended. Therefore, Chu Mu and the others had no choice but to sit and wait until the last item was sold.

Thanks to Uncle Peng’s gift, Chu Mu still had 150 Xuan left, which he used to bid for most of the Level 1 Xuan quality.

These Xuan qualities could all be transformed into Xuan objects by Ye Qingzi. Even if the end product was an attribute they did not need, they could simply sell it at the auction house and earn back considerable resources.

The speed at which a Spirit Master creates wealth is quite terrifying, especially a Spirit Master like Ye Qingzi who can refine Xuan objects!

The auction was proceeding slowly, with a lot of other items interspersed between each Demon Spirit. From night until late at night, it took about thirty or more Monarch-level Demon Spirits to finish the auction.

Naturally, the last treasure was an Emperor-level Demon Spirit, and capturing this Emperor-level Demon Spirit was the reason why Yong Chong was still alive until now.

The value of an Emperor-level Demon Spirit doesn’t need much explanation; it directly relates to the strength of Dominator-level powerhouses and can even enable War General-level humans to leap into the Soul Master Grade. As for those already capable of reaching the Soul Master Grade, they equally needed this treasure to help them bridge the difficult threshold.

The competition for the Emperor-level Demon Spirit was incredibly fierce. When Chu Mu saw the price raised to over a thousand Xuan, he quickly realized that the old man Li Ziran was tricking him. The value of an Emperor-level Demon Spirit was far greater than a Level 3 wind-element Xuan object, and Master Li had been confused to suggest they could be exchanged.

“Good, 2200 Xuan, is there a higher bid?” the beautiful married woman’s voice was a bit excited.

2200 Xuan was close to the price of a standard Level 5 Xuan Artifact. Although the true Xuan objects capable of strengthening an Intermediate Master-level creature would be higher than this standard price, it was enough to illustrate how expensive an Emperor-level Demon Spirit was!

“Chu Mu, why don’t we sell that little Demon Spirit?” Ye Wansheng, seeing this frightening price, was somewhat unable to resist the temptation.

Chu Mu also possessed an Emperor-level Demon Spirit, and it seemed that the talent, attributes, and abilities of this little Demon were even better than the Emperor-level Demon Spirit currently being auctioned. Most importantly, it was a Demon Spirit not yet at Seventh-rank, making the soul contract signing less likely to encounter obstacles; perhaps it could sell for a price of 3000 Xuan.

With those 3000 Xuan, purchasing five or six Level 3 Xuan objects and constructing several Low-grade Master level Soul Pets shouldn’t be an issue.

Of course, Chu Mu knew that Ye Wansheng was just speaking off the cuff.

If Ye Qingzi advanced into the Soul Master Grade, she would be able to refine Level 3 Xuan objects, and by then, they would only need to collect more affordable Xuan qualities.

In the end, the Emperor-level Demon Spirit was purchased by the nouveau-riche Wan Meng for a price of 2200 Xuan. The look of smug satisfaction on this man’s face seemed almost oily, as the two women beside him fawned over him like they were trying to please him.

“Everyone, please wait in the rest area. We will soon deliver the items you have won. At that time, please be prepared with enough Xuan,” said the beautiful hostess with a smile.

After she finished speaking, the crowd dispersed into the rest area, though most of them chose to sit in the hall, where they exchanged pleasantries, appearing to be well-acquainted with each other.

“General Peng, weren’t you coming here specifically to bid for Demon Spirits? How come you haven’t purchased a single one? Could it be that your pockets are a bit light?” asked Wan Meng, a massive and corpulent figure, as he waddled over with an extremely boisterous voice.

His eyelids nearly completely covered his eyes, but he narrowed those beady eyes to appraise Mu Qingyi on the side, his lecherous intent evident for all to see.

Mu Qingyi’s demeanor, appearance, and figure were incomparable to the vulgar sirens accompanying that man. In response to his brazen ogling, Mu Qingyi simply chose to ignore him.

“General Peng, why not introduce us to these few?” Wan Meng said with a smile, his main goal clearly to get to know Mu Qingyi.

“I’ve only just made their acquaintance,” replied General Peng, clearly having no intention of making introductions.

“Oh, you can still introduce us even if you’ve just met. You know I only want to meet this beautiful lady,” Wan Meng said. “Of course, if she’s a new love you’ve taken up behind your wife’s back, then I, old Wan Meng, would not dream of stealing someone else’s beloved. Just as I did not bid when you were buying those Life Fruits even though I wanted them.”

With that, General Peng gave Mu Qingyi an apologetic smile and said, “Some people just can’t hold their tongue. Miss Mu, please pretend you didn’t hear that.”

“Oh, Miss Mu, it turns out you are from the Mu family… May I ask which branch you hail from?” Wan Meng raised his eyebrows, his tone now not so presumptuous.

Mu Qingyi continued to ignore him, holding some sweets she had purchased earlier from the shops, leisurely feeding them to the Crowned Phoenix King that had transformed into a Heavenly bird.

“Miss Mu, I am Wan Meng, the vice-president of the Cloud Domain Commerce Association and a member of the Divine Sect. Am I not worthy of a few words with you?” Wan Meng insisted persistently.

He was the wealthiest and most lavish at the entire auction, and his spending easily surpassed that of many Dominator-level powerhouses, which made Wan Meng feel quite pleased with himself. He was not willing to lose face so readily, especially since everyone around was watching with great interest, and he did not want to be embarrassed in front of so many witnesses.

“This guy is annoying,” mused Chu Mu, his mind burdened with worry for Bai Yu and Bai Jinrou, but Wan Meng truly was difficult to watch with ease.

“I’ll deal with it myself,” said Mu Qingyi.

Chu Mu nodded without further comment.

Mu Qingyi lifted her gaze and looked at the large-framed man, saying crisply, “Scram!”

When Mu Qingyi held the position of Heavenly Consort, there were plenty of men who had all sorts of ideas about her. If she were to deal with each one, she wouldn’t know when it would end, so she gradually chose to ignore them. However, if some became too annoying, Mu Qingyi wouldn’t be polite!

When Wan Meng heard she was a Mu, he initially lowered his stance a bit, but he had not expected this woman to dare speak to him in such a manner!

Even the city master of Wen City would not dare talk to him this way. To be told to scram in front of everyone, Wan Meng’s entire face fell.

For a moment, the hall was unusually quiet. Wan Meng was obviously someone who could take some blows; with a twitch of his mouth and a stiff, ugly smile, he said, “Miss Mu, I started out politely, but since you are so proud and aloof…”

Without another word, Wan Meng turned and went back to his seat, his eyes narrowing with a flash of resentment and anger.

Wan Meng’s mood was instantly soured. He glanced over his shoulder at his two guards and whispered, “Find out the identity of that woman for me.”

“Sir, I would advise against setting your sights too high,” whispered one of the boundary generals at his side.

“Why?” Wan Meng wasn’t foolish, not to the point where he would let some harsh words cloud his judgement. Right now, he was wondering how he could discreetly win over this woman, not confront her here and now.

“She’s a Soul Master Grade expert, and that Heavenly bird on her shoulder, if I’m not mistaken, is a member of the Phoenix Clan, stronger than any of our Soul Pets,” the boundary general behind Wan Meng said.

Wan Meng was taken aback, then he turned to look at Mu Qingyi again.

He had not expected such a young and beautiful woman to already be a Soul Master, and judging by the tone of his two guards, her strength might even surpass theirs!

Such a person, Wan Meng was not unable to provoke, but thinking that she was also a Mu, his heart immediately cooled by a great deal.

“Could it be that I’ve actually offended some young mistress of the Mu Family Dynasty?” Wan Meng broke into a cold sweat. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (NovelFire.net) to cast your Recommendation Votes, Month Votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)