in2ebook Chapter 277 is truly a spendthrift.
Chapter 277 is truly a spendthrift.
Feng Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that if Feng Zhi continued to ask, she would not be able to answer.
"Five hundred thousand!" The oddball on the second floor raised the price, this time to five hundred thousand in one go.
Feng Jiutian frowned unhappily: "Six hundred thousand."
"one million!"
A chorus of excited shouts erupted immediately. Four hundred thousand could buy quite a lot of things! It would be enough to support a small mercenary group. Unexpectedly, the person on the second floor raised the price without even blinking.
This has aroused the envy of many people. After all, with so many things being photographed, there are always some unscrupulous people who would take the risk of killing and stealing the treasure.
This is Yuancheng.
In Yuancheng, anything can happen. The city guards won't care how much trouble you cause; as long as you don't destroy a single brick or tile, they won't mind even killing someone.
A fierce glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes: "Two million!" Her money didn't come from thin air. If this person was deliberately causing trouble, she would make sure he regretted it.
"Oh dear, that's expensive." When Feng Jiutian raised the price to two million, the voice in the second-floor private room said somewhat angrily, "Forget it, it's just a broken bamboo slip, you can have it."
"Cough cough."
The auctioneer tapped the gavel: "Three down shots, anyone else want to raise the bid?"
Obviously, no one expected that a single bamboo slip would be sold for two million gold coins by just two people; perhaps this is the kind of taste that the wealthy enjoy…
"three."
"two."
"Okay! The auction items will be delivered to the guests' private rooms on the third floor shortly, and the settlement will be made after the auction."
The auctioneer waved his hand, the bamboo slips were covered with a cloth and taken away, and then another item was brought up for auction...
Feng Jiutian sat quietly, his expression unchanged, but Feng Zhi suddenly felt the air pressure around her drop by three or four degrees, and couldn't help but rub her hands together in the cold.
"that……"
Feng Zhi opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Feng Jiutian flashed an extremely gorgeous smile: "After the auction, are you interested in robbing someone with me?"
Feng Zhi: "..." Ahhh, Jiu Tian's laughter is terrifying!
Soon, the bamboo slip was brought up by the servants of Shaoge Auction House. Feng Jiutian raised his hand and held the thin bamboo slip in his hand, and the vibration in his dantian became even more obvious.
Feng Jiutian's eyes flickered slightly, and at that moment, the book that had been inside the Void Spirit Cauldron moved!
A flash of golden light appeared, and the book formed from the giant tree floated before Feng Jiutian. It moved with a soft rustling sound even without wind, turning page after page until a few words appeared on the blank page—
The Contract Remembered, Volume Two.
Feng Jiutian noticed that the four fragments she had found earlier, when put together, formed the Contract Inscription, Volume One.
This means that this bamboo slip contains four fragments!
She had already found two parts of the eight-part Contract Master Manual, leaving six parts remaining, which greatly surprised and delighted Feng Jiutian.
A beam of light flashed from the bamboo slip and imprinted on the tree. The contents of the four chapters of the fragment slowly emerged. Feng Jiutian was in no hurry to look at them. He put the book and bamboo slip away first, thinking that he could find a safe place to look at them later and achieve the same result.
She's very angry right now.
I need to beat someone up to feel better...
Feng Jiutian shifted his gaze to the private room on the second floor, smiled amicably again, but his eyes were filled with a chilling light.
Inside a private room on the second floor sat a handsome young man dressed in a blue robe, sitting lazily. Suddenly, he shivered.
"Hiss... Why has the weather suddenly gotten so cold?"
The young man rubbed his arms, feeling a bit strange, popped a spirit fruit into his mouth, and looked down at the center of the auction hall, where the auctioneer was introducing a fire-elemental soft whip.
"You've spent nearly ten million gold coins today."
Sitting next to the young man was another handsome man who appeared somewhat composed. He was rapidly calculating on an abacus and said calmly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, even though our family has a lot of money, this isn't the way to spend it."
"Our family has too much money, there's nothing we can do about it..." Ji Qing said, shaking her head. Looking at the soft whip below, she quickly pressed the red light and then chased after the price below, raising it: "One million five hundred thousand!"
Ji Shen glanced at Ji Qing, sighed deeply, and felt slightly helpless.
His younger brother, having grown up away from home and protected by others, has become somewhat spoiled. However, the head of the Ji family is happy to indulge this young master, which has led to the young master spending money like water...
That's fine, anyway, the Ji family has plenty of money, so what's spent is spent, and they can always earn more. It's just that Ji Qing has been looking rather lost lately, like... lovesickness?
This puzzled Ji Shen. Ji Qing could count the number of girls he met in a year on his fingers, so how could he be lovesick?
Ji Shen even specifically asked Elder Ji, who was nominally Ji Qing's grandfather and was stationed at the Royal Academy, about this. In Elder Ji's words, it was—
"I got beaten up."
季深从来不知道自己弟弟，还有这种被揍一顿就相思的属性，干脆就不管了，爱买什么买什么吧，反正人家姑娘也看不上他……
"three million!"
Ji Qing slammed her hand on the table and roared, startling Ji Shen back to his senses, and he stopped thinking about it.
The light in the third-floor private room where Ji Qing had previously fought over the bamboo slips came on again, and a voice announced, "Four million!"
"Hey!" Ji Qing rolled up his sleeves, exuding an imposing aura: "Trying to outdo me in wealth? Humph, five million!"
Ji Shen frantically calculated with his abacus, muttering angrily under his breath, "What a spendthrift!"
Doesn't this brat know how many family elites five million gold coins can cultivate? It makes me want to grab him and beat him up.
Meanwhile, in the private room on the third floor, Feng Jiutian calmly added, "Six million!"
That fire-attribute soft whip is a high-grade soft whip. After being brought back and tempered by her Crimson Lotus Night Flame, it can reach the top grade. At least until she becomes a God-Emperor, this soft whip will allow Feng Zhi to be invincible among people of the same level.
Since Feng Jiutian hadn't officially started learning weapon crafting yet, he couldn't forge such a weapon in a short time, so he took a picture of it and let Feng Zhi figure it out herself.
Ji Qing, inside the private room on the second floor, slammed her hand on the table again, reaching for the light switch. But Ji Shen snatched the button away instantly, shouting, "Don't move!"
"Big brother!"
Ji Qing reached out to snatch it back, but Ji Shen stopped her. He glared at Ji Qing and said through gritted teeth, "If you dare to utter another word, I'll sever all ties with you!"
Ji Qing's expression fell, and she looked at the whip with some resentment, but more so with the grudge of losing to the private room on the third floor. She snorted and turned her head away.
Ji Shen breathed a sigh of relief. Ah... he saved it, at least he saved seven million gold coins.
That's seven million!
That brat is such a spendthrift.