"The starting price... is one gold soul coin." Ning Rongrong's voice could no longer hear any emotion.
If she felt ashamed and angry before, now, she is only numb.
The introduction was given by the senior brother, and the price was also determined by the senior brother.
She is just a tool, a tool responsible for throwing Liu Litian's face, along with her own dignity, to the ground and letting others trample on her under the spotlight.
"Haha! Thick happiness? I don't dare to ask for this thing!"
"Whose soul beast really has diarrhea after eating it, who can I talk to for explanation?"
"But... buying it back and hanging it in the latrine is a good warning!"
The sea soul masters' laughter rang out again, but this time, they were not even interested in making serious bids, they were just teasing unscrupulously.
On the mainland soul master side, some people have silently closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch anymore.
The faces of several Qibao Glazed Sect elders behind Ning Fengzhi were livid. One of them had the most violent temper. The joints in his fists had turned white from pinching, and the fluctuations in his soul power were almost uncontrollable.
"Sect Master..."
Ning Fengzhi raised his hand and stopped what the elder wanted to say.
In this embarrassing situation where almost no one responded, the young sea soul master who bought the "Flower Fertilizer" stood up again.
With a playful smile on his face, he took out a small money bag again and tossed it casually.
The money bag drew an arc and landed precisely at Ning Rongrong's feet, lying side by side with the previous one.
His voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the audience.
"I will do my best and help you get rid of this garbage. Buy this thorn and grind it into powder. Maybe it can really teach some unsighted things a lesson."
His eyes swept across the mainland soul master's seat with meaning and full of provocation.
"Deal."
Ning Rongrong didn't even raise the hammer, but moved her lips and uttered these two words.
【Ding! The auction of "Centennial Sea Caterpillar's Stinger" was successful, triggering a hundredfold return! 】
【Congratulations to the host for winning 10,000 gold soul coins! 】
In Ning Liu's mind, the system's beep sounded again.
Mean?
The corners of Ning Liu's mouth raised.
Face is earned by oneself, not given by others.
The more you lose now, the louder you will earn it back in the future.
On the stage, Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, and the suffocating feeling in her chest eased slightly.
Two pieces.
There are already two pieces.
Senior brother always behaves unexpectedly. Perhaps, these first two things were done on purpose by him to lower everyone's expectations and even anger them.
Then, when everyone is most scornful and disdainful, take out the real treasure!
Yes! That must be it!
This is a marketing strategy! If you want to advance, suppress it first!
After thinking about this, Ning Rongrong felt like a drowning man grabbing onto the driftwood, and a faint light rekindled in his originally dead eyes.
Her waist straightened a little unconsciously.
Her movements are no longer as stiff as before.
With this last glimmer of hope, she put her consciousness into the space storage soul guide and looked at the third lot.
The next second.
"Crack."
The newly built defense line in my heart collapsed instantly and shattered into powder.
The light in the eyes is extinguished.
The straight waist collapsed.
The whole person seemed to have been drained of the last trace of energy.
She stared blankly at the thing in the soul guide, her brain completely giving up functioning.
If the first piece is mud and the second piece is a poisonous thorn, they can still have something to do with the leftover materials of "Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures".
Then this third item...
What the hell is this? !
Why is it getting more and more outrageous and trashy? !
The audience keenly caught the change in Ning Rongrong's face.
She straightened her body first, seeming to have regained her confidence, causing many people to subconsciously sit up straight, thinking that something big was coming.
But immediately afterwards, her face became even paler than before in an instant, her eyes were hollow, as if she had seen something extremely absurd.
This appearance fell into the eyes of everyone and immediately aroused a new round of speculation.
"Look at her expression!"
"Could it be... is this a real treasure this time?"
"It's possible! The first two are just preparations, and this third one is probably the final treasure!"
A sea soul master lowered his voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
"I think so! Otherwise, why would there be such a violent reaction? Could it be that one hundred thousand years of soul bones are not enough?"
"Stop guessing! Take it out and take a look!"
For a while, the atmosphere in the venue became a little subtle.
The jeers subsided, replaced by an eerie silence mixed with curiosity, suspicion and expectation.
Even on the mainland soul master side, many people have rekindled their hopes.
"Could it be that... the sect leader really has other deep intentions?"
"I'm just saying, it's impossible for the sect leader to do such a self-destructive thing!"
Under the attention of everyone, Ning Rongrong stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and slowly took out the third lot from the soul guide.
The movement was so heavy, as if what she was taking out was not an object, but her own coffin board.
When the full picture of the thing was revealed in front of everyone, the whole place fell into dead silence again.
That is a fish.
A dried fish with a strong salty smell... salted fish.
The fish's body is stiff, and its scales glow with a layer of oily dead gray under the light.
The fish eyes looked at the dome with empty eyes, as if they were accusing something.
The entire auction house was silent.
Everyone was stunned, with their mouths open, not knowing how to react.
Mud, stingers, salted fish...
Is this here for an auction or a wet market?
Ning Rongrou had completely given up struggling. She was like an emotionless reading machine. She read out the introduction that she would never forget in a straight voice without any fluctuations.
"The third lot, a dried salted fish."
"Explanation: It was once a ten-year-old soul beast with a dream, and later, it was caught by a passing soul king and served as a side dish."
She paused, her empty eyes scanning the whole place, and continued to add in that tone of voice.
"Because it was too salty, I didn't finish it, so I kept it."