1396 The Fact of Being Slapped in the Face
Wei Jinfeng was here on behalf of the Wei family this time, so he should have brought enough money.
But why did they stop bidding?
Lu Lingling wasn’t the only one who was puzzled by this question. Even the other members of the Lu family were puzzled.
However, because of Wei Jinfeng’s identity, no matter how puzzled they were, they could only hold it in for the time being.
So, they didn’t know that the reason why Wei Jinfeng didn’t continue bidding was actually that the money he had left wasn’t enough to complete the mission his father gave him.
Before coming here, his father had instructed him to auction at least two mid-level Yellow-rank spiritual weapons.
His father had originally prepared 250,000 Spirit Stones for him, but in order to show off, he took the initiative to reduce 50,000 Spirit Stones to 200,000 Spirit Stones.
On the way here, he spent nearly 60,000 spirit stones for no reason, so he only had more than 130,000 spirit stones left.
When he took the initiative to ask to come to Zhuang Prefectural City, Wei Jinfeng had already made up his mind to use his power to suppress them.
Unexpectedly, there was a variable like Lu Zijia, which simply made him grit his teeth in hatred.
“100,000 Spirit Stones.”
When everyone thought that Lu Zijia would definitely win, the Earth-ranked VIP room on the third floor suddenly made a bid.
“110,000 Spirit Stones.”
On the same third floor, the Xuan VIP room also joined the bidding.
“The auction has been going on for more than half a day. There’s finally something going on in the Weapon Refinement Guild and the Alchemist Guild. I thought they were purely here to join in the fun!”
“How is that possible? I received the news. The Weapon Refinement Guild and the Alchemist Guild are both determined to get those four intermediate yellow-level spiritual weapons. They didn’t speak before because they were waiting for the final bidding.”
“Looks like it’s impossible for that Young Master Wei to win a mid-level Yellow-rank spirit weapon.”
Wei Jinfeng, who was still standing by the window, listened to the discussion of the cultivators downstairs as if he was torturing himself. His face was as dark as ink.
“Jinfeng, you…”
Seeing that he didn’t look good, Lu Lingling wanted to comfort him, but as soon as she spoke, she was frightened by Wei Jinfeng’s cold and warning gaze and immediately shut her mouth.
Lu Lingling hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Wei Jinfeng again. At the same time, a hint of grievance flashed through her eyes.
“140,000 Spirit Stones.”
“150,000 Spirit Stones!”
The price far exceeded the market value, making Steward Yu smile like a brilliant chrysanthemum.
Then, the first mid-level Yellow-rank spirit weapon was auctioned off by the Alchemist Guild for 150,000 Spirit Stones.
The last three mid-level Yellow-rank spiritual weapons were also reserved by the rich Alchemist Guild and the Weapon Refinement Guild.
The two major guilds each bought two pieces.
And the price of these four mid-level Yellow-rank spiritual weapons was at 150,000 Spirit Stones.
This must be the tacit understanding between the two guilds.
During this period, Lu Zijia didn’t interfere again.
This was because the final price offered by these two guilds was already the highest price.
She wasn’t greedy either. The truth was to stop while she was ahead.
Of course, her obvious approach also made many cultivators imagine a lot of plots.
For example, Lu Zijia’s group was targeting Wei Jinfeng on purpose.
Another example was that Lu Zijia and the others felt that Wei Jinfeng was too arrogant, so they couldn’t stand it and went against him on purpose.
Another example: This was a trap arranged by the Dongling Trading Company to deliberately set the price higher.
Of course, neither of the above situations could change the fact that Wei Jinfeng was slapped in the face.
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