The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 236 - 235: The Frustrated Lan Family

Chapter 236: Chapter 235: The Frustrated Lan Family

Rong Chengjue seemed to know what Qu Tong was smiling about, speaking with a chill in his voice:

"In the Kasa Empire, clones are not treated well."

As Rong Chengjue spoke, he watched Qu Tong’s expression, attempting to find a trace of disdain or contempt on her face.

Unfortunately, there was none. Qu Tong’s expression remained indifferent, as if she didn’t care about anything at all.

Rong Chengjue continued:

"When hungry, knowing the fruit is poisonous, one would still choose to eat it. The stomach will hurt, the Spirit Sea will feel terrible, but it won’t be lethal."

"It’s not that I dislike sweets, it’s just I don’t want to eat any fruits ever again."

Qu Tong knew Rong Chengjue was talking about her own experience of being exiled to Huangxing. She had no desire for knowledge.

He said she might as well just listen, but it would not stir her emotions much.

"Stabilize yourself and leave without giving me trouble. Remember to replenish the Void Crystal Stone afterwards." Qu Tong coldly dismissed him.

Rong Chengjue stared at Qu Tong’s carefree figure for a while, then lowered his head and took a sip of the fruit tea.

It was sweet and greasy but quenched the thirst somewhat.

Perhaps the sweet drink really could affect one’s mood, as the Spirit Sea quickly became stable.

When Qu Tong turned at the sound, all that was left on the ground was an empty cup of fruit tea.

Qu Tong didn’t mind it much, instead turning her attention to the auction’s grand finale that was about to come.

The latest announcement was that there were originally two final auction items; her three potions counted as one, and just before the auction started, another was added – a Special-grade Potion from Lan Xingye, though this news had not yet spread.

The third-to-last item to come up was a remote star from the Canaan Empire, and those mainly participating in the auction were people from the Canaan Empire who had received the news in advance.

As expected by Yu Yao, when the price reached close to 1.2 billion, only a few people remained, including Lan Xingye and his group.

Qu Tong sighed regrettably. She couldn’t top that; she didn’t have that much money.

Lan Yuanhui and his companion seemed to have come well-prepared, even deliberately opening their window to demonstrate their affiliation with the Lan Family, elegantly suggesting that everyone should give the Alchemist Association some face.

This tactic worked wonders as four or five others also opened their windows, exchanging some business platitudes before halting their bids.

The person in room 4003 called two more rounds then gave up.

Lan Yuanhui, with an arrogant gaze, surveyed the people below, waiting for Yu Yao to announce the result.

Yu Yao furrowed her brows; during auctions, she especially disliked those clients who showed off their backgrounds, but she still had to maintain her professionalism as a gold medal auctioneer and began calling out the counts.

What was thought to be a done deal changed unexpectedly when the previously silent room 4009 raised a bid: "One billion, nine hundred and fifty million."

Yu Yao’s expression brightened.

Lan Yuanhui, however, was not quite as pleased and was forced to raise his bid again: "One billion, two hundred million."

"One billion, two hundred and five million."

"One billion, two hundred and ten million."

...

The two, as if locked in competition, raised the bid by increments of five million.

"One billion, two hundred and ninety-five million."

Grinding his teeth as he pressed the button, Lan Yuanhui’s expression darkened.

After placing the bid, Lan Yuanhui reluctantly shouted towards room 4009, "Sir in room 4009, would you please be so kind as to cede this planet to the Alchemist Association? I promise on behalf of the Association to offer you ten Advanced Mind Stabilizing Potions."

As soon as these words were spoken, they sparked envy among many in the venue; those who had given up were somewhat regretful.

If they had persisted a bit longer, perhaps they too could have benefited from such a windfall.

Ten Spirit Power Potions, free of charge and hard to come by – who wouldn’t be tempted?

However, the response from room 4009 was a cold, mechanical voice: "One billion, three hundred million."

Lan Yuanhui glared fiercely at the glass of room 4009, with his anger clearly visible to anyone.

As Yu Yao did not hear Lan Yuanhui and his companion raising the bid anymore, she began the countdown: "Room 4009 bid 1.3 billion, is there another bid?"

"One billion, three hundred million for the first time."

[1.3 billion for the second time.]

[1.3 billion for the third time.]

A hammer falls: [Congratulations to the guest at number 4009!]

Lan Yuanhui, with a sour face, closed the window.

Qu Tong stood by the window with arms crossed, smiling at the scene.

She didn’t know if it was the ruler of Cang Ling who bid, or Old Yuan, though it was quite satisfying, it was also quite expensive.

If it had been her, she would have stopped bidding early on, around the 1.28 or 1.29 billion mark.

Her main tactic would have been to catch a tiger with bare hands, making the Alchemist Association bleed profusely.

Let them win the bid, but feel even worse than if they hadn’t won it at all.

The Cyberbrain lit up, it was from Old Yuan, a brief and clear message: [Open the door.]

No sooner had Qu Tong opened the door than Old Yuan came bursting in, wailing.

"My disciple, from now on your master is penniless, and in debt by several billion, my heart aches!"

As Old Yuan lunged forward, Qu Tong dodged.

Old Yuan could only flop down onto the couch and, picking up a strawberry from the table, hurled curses while showing off,

"Damn that Lan Yinbi, what was he thinking bidding on such an expensive planet?"

Then he turned a pitiful gaze toward Qu Tong, "My dear disciple, your master has no money left, you can’t possibly ask me for living expenses now."

Qu Tong’s smile was serene and beautiful, "You could sell one of your spacecraft."

"Don’t even think about it!" Old Yuan immediately turned away, putting up his guard.

"Then you can eat dirt."

Old Yuan was both conflicted and in agony.

Cheers from outside brought the two back to reality.

It turned out Yu Yao announced the sensation caused by the four potions that evening.

In addition, Yu Yao also displayed the test data of the two potions.

A 95% purity and a 96% spiritual power efficiency factor were already excellent.

But the Silver Potion’s 100% purity and 99% spiritual power efficiency factor completely dominated.

Although both were Special-grade potions, anyone with a brain knew which one should be bid on.

Lan Xingye and Lan Yuanhui, including Lan Jianghong who was watching the auction live from the distant Capital Star, were all shocked.

The earlier auction hadn’t revealed the test data of the Silver Potion; everyone thought it was on the same level as the Special-grade potion of the Alchemist Association.

Gasps of astonishment grew louder and louder below, and Yu Yao’s beautiful face was brimming with smiles.

Qu Tong and Old Yuan watched the situation unfold with composure.

Old Yuan wasn’t unimpressed, he had already been impressed back on Luyi Star.

Lan Xingye’s potion went up for auction first, with a starting bid of 10 million, and the final price settled at 16 million and didn’t budge.

Lan Yuanhui was dumbfounded, but the surprises didn’t end there.

Next were the three potions auctioned in three separate events, each with a starting bid of 10 million, but the bids rose higher and higher with each round.

They were sold for 25 million, 25 million, and 28 million respectively.

The 28 million bid was from room number 4005, and Rong Yueqing’s room had also bid but failed to outbid the others.

Though Special-grade potions are precious, they do have their value, and normal people wouldn’t spend their entire fortune to recklessly drive up the price. They might win the bid this time, but what about next time?

High-grade Psychics earn money more easily than Low-grade Psychics do, but they are also more prone to Mental Outbursts.

Qu Tong was very satisfied with the results.

However, Lan Yuanhui and the others didn’t think so; a night of frustration, coupled with the staggering difference in auction prices, left Lan Yuanhui and Lan Xingye feeling so suffocated, it was as if their lungs were about to explode.

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