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The manager saw that Mao Di was confused and did not explain too much. He then introduced to Mao Di: "Hisser Wang Ming, you can see the auction event in this crystal ball. The hosting stage will display items one by one, and guests will compete to bid. If you like an item, you can tell the waiter that she will help you operate it, but when the transaction is finally completed, you must take out enough fairy stones, otherwise……”

"I understand all these, and I understand the rules too!" Brother Mao interrupted the manager and asked, "When will the conference begin?"

The manager smiled awkwardly and said, "It's less than an hour!" Seeing Brother Mao nodding, he stepped out respectfully.

After the manager left, Brother Mao looked at the crystal ball and carefully observed the environment in the hall. He found that the hall was full. Although there were so many people sitting there, there was no loud noise.

Brother Mao thought to himself: "It seems that the trading market is indeed as Ayu said that the backend is strong, and no one dares to provoke it!"

Brother Mao didn't notice that after the manager left, the beautiful waiter moved his lotus step and came to the table and put down the tea set in his hand. Then he began to gently untied his shirt. When Brother Mao noticed it, the beauty messenger was dragging only underwear and underwear.

Brother Mao suddenly said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Seeing Brother Mao get angry, the beautiful waiter hurriedly knelt down and said, "Stop being angry, this is the rule of the trading market. We have been strictly trained and have a clean body!"

Brother Mao asked coldly: "Does your trading market still force customers to do such a miserable thing with you?"

The beautiful waiter said, "This is not the case, but if I did not serve you carefully, I would be punished by the management!" As he said that, he began to cry.

Seeing the beautiful waiter's pitiful appearance, Brother Mao didn't know how to blame her coldly. He sighed and said, "Okay, get up first, put on your dress, I won't tell the manager!"

The beautiful waiter felt that Brother Mao's tone had eased, so he hurriedly got up and put on his dress.

Brother Mao frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why do you do this in the trading market?"

The beautiful waiter said, "Your Excellency, I call it Jingping, born in an ordinary family, my family is poor, my father is seriously ill, and I have no fairy stone to buy spiritual medicine. Moreover, my family is of poor qualifications and cannot practice, so I have to sell myself to the market to exchange for fairy stone to cure my father's illness, so..."

"Okay!" Brother Mao sighed and said, "I think you are a pitiful person, how can you restore your freedom?"

Jingping said excitedly: "Your Excellency, if you want to restore your freedom, you must pay the Immortal Stone to the trading market that is a hundred times the price of my life!"

Brother Mao continued to ask, "Then what is your selling price?"

Jingping replied: "I sold two medium-grade fairy stones to the trading market."

After hearing Jingping's words, Brother Mao secretly hated her. He didn't expect that the trading market would be so dark. He only refines a beast who eats people and does not spit bones. However, with his current strength, he is really not the ability to break up with them.

Thinking of this, Brother Mao said, "Okay, I understand. After the auction is over, I will tell the manager."

After hearing Brother Mao's words, Jingping knelt down on the ground with a "thump" and said, "Thank you, your great kindness. Even if I do something, I can't repay you even if I'm crushed to pieces!"

"Okay, okay!" Brother Mao waved his hand and said, "You don't have to do this, I just do it!"

At this time, a sound came from the crystal ball. Brother Mao hurriedly looked at the crystal ball. He saw an old man with a full of energy, red face, white beard and white hair. There was a wooden table in front of the old man. There were two rows of red walnut-sized crystal stones on the wooden table side by side.

The old man stood on the platform and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, we are here again to the monthly auction held by our trading market. Today, our trading market has prepared many treasures for everyone, so that everyone can open their eyes first."

At this time, one of them died, holding a tray covered with red silk and walked up to the platform.

The old man took the red silk casually, and suddenly a piece of black, covered with lumps, irregularly shaped stone appeared in front of everyone.

The old man pointed to the stone and introduced: "This is a meteorite outside the sky, which fell into the heaven from the depths of the universe. It is said that it is difficult to damage the sword and axe. It has been roasted with the Samadhi True Fire for 70,000 days and has not deformed. It can only be melted with the Chaos Fire. However, it is an excellent material for refining magic weapons and weapons. The starting price is 1,000 low-grade immortal stones. Each time you bid for one hundred low-grade immortal stones, you can bid!"

After the old man finished speaking, no one in the audience made a bid. The old man was immediately embarrassed, but he was still waiting quietly.

At this moment, a man with a loud voice suddenly stood up and said, "I will produce a thousand low-grade immortal stones!"

Finally someone bid, the old man breathed a long sigh and said excitedly: "Okay, this fellow Taoist has bid for a thousand low-grade immortal stones. Is there anyone else to bid?"

But the old man said it three times but no one bid again. The old man had to raise the wooden hammer in his hand and said loudly: "One thousand low-grade immortal stones once, one thousand low-grade immortal stones twice, and one thousand low-grade immortal stones three times!" Then the wooden hammer floated to the wooden table.

The old man said to the man who bid: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for obtaining this meteorite from the sky. Please go to the backstage to hand over it!"

Then another maid walked up with a tray covered with red silk.

The old man casually uncovered the red silk, and a broken sword with a faint black light appeared in front of everyone.

The old man picked up the broken sword from the tray and said, "This is the ancient killing weapon Demon Sword. In the Lich War, the Witch Clan refined the Demon Sword and killed billions of demons. There were billions of demon souls gathered on it, but they were interrupted by the Demon Emperor and Taiyi." After a pause, he continued, "This Demon Sword and Demon Sword has a starting price of 10,000 medium-grade immortal stones. Each time he bids for 1,000 medium-grade immortal stones, the auction begins."

The Demon Sword is optional for the cultivators in the heavenly realm at this time. After all, the demon clans in the heavenly realm are already very rare. Even some demon clans are captured by powerful people in the heavenly realm for mounts, unless they go to the heavenly realm.

When the old man saw this Demon Sword, he was like a meteorite outside the sky, and no one cared about it, and he was immediately anxious and sweating profusely.

At this time, Brother Mao in the private room felt aroused in his heart and said to Jingping next to him: "Miss Jingping, I want this Demon Sword Sword, please help me bid!"
Chapter completed!