Chapter 607: Treasuring Wealth Like Life, Arrogant First Then Humble

Zhang Changheng’s expression turned somewhat grim.

He had brought these cultivator friends to the Ren-character private room.

Now he had to take them out again.

Wasn’t this just humiliating him?

“Brother Liu, could you possibly make an excep—” Zhang Changheng asked in a low voice.

But before he could even finish saying “exception,” Liu Rixin interrupted impatiently, “No exceptions. If I make one for you, I’ll have to make one for everyone.”

“If everyone expects exceptions from me, how could I still be the third manager of the Wanbao Merchant Guild?”

Zhang Changheng’s face grew even uglier.

He had seen through it now.

The man had no regard for their past friendship.

He only cared about spirit stones.

Since Zhang couldn’t bring out enough high-grade spirit stones, in Liu Rixin’s eyes, he wasn’t even worth as much as a stray dog by the roadside.

“Let’s go. This room isn’t for people like us,” Liu Yuntian sighed.

Wei Jincheng said calmly, “It’s just a private room. It’s not like we’re buying anything anyway.”

At that moment, Shen Mo spoke calmly, “Manager Liu, I do have some spirit stones. Take a look.”

As he spoke, he tossed over a storage ring.

Liu Rixin saw that it came from some unfamiliar young brat and didn’t take it seriously.

But out of habit, he still opened the storage ring for a glance.

At that moment, his entire expression turned enthusiastic.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier, fellow Daoist?”

“These spirit stones are enough for even an Earth-character room!”

“Come, come, I’ll make arrangements for you right away.”

Liu Rixin was all smiles.

It was as if the God of Wealth had descended before him.

Shen Mo waved his hand. “This is fine. We’ll stay here.”

Liu Rixin chuckled. “Very well, very well, then we’ll stay here.”

“I’ll have the servants bring in the items right away. Please rest, the auction is about to begin.”

With that, he quickly departed.

Zhang Changheng, Liu Yuntian, and Wei Jincheng all gathered around Shen Mo.

Liu Yuntian asked curiously, “Fellow Daoist Shen, it seems you brought quite a few supreme-grade spirit stones.”

Zhang Changheng lowered his voice. “From what I know of Liu Rixin, it’s rare for him to be so obviously eager.”

“Fellow Daoist Shen must have brought more than two million supreme-grade spirit stones…”

Shen Mo gave a light smile and casually made up an excuse. “My master gifted them to me before leaving, not something I earned myself.”

That storage ring had originally been prepared during his time at the Demon-Sealing Sea, intended for the daily expenses of armaments and formations.

One storage ring held ten million supreme-grade spirit stones.

He had six such rings in total.

Back then, he had even casually given one each to Wu Zhanyun and Li Heitan, letting them focus on crafting weaponry in peace.

Though a considerable amount had been used up in the meantime, once he became the chosen of Tiandao in Guzhou Heaven and Earth, he no longer needed battle merit and could directly request from the will of Tiandao.

The six storage rings had been refilled with supreme-grade spirit stones once again. As long as he wasn’t maintaining a Saint-rank formation, they were more than sufficient for most situations.

Just now, to avoid Liu Rixin getting too fixated, Shen Mo had even removed part of the contents from the ring before handing it over—leaving only five million.

Even so, that was enough to make Liu Rixin exceedingly courteous.

All he wanted was fair treatment.

“Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Shen. I owe you for this favor,” Zhang Changheng said solemnly.

It was as if he was seeing Shen Mo in a new light.

Liu Yuntian and Wei Jincheng also cupped their fists toward Shen Mo.

They, too, owed him a favor.

In their own territories, each of them was considered a local powerhouse.

If it weren’t for Shen Mo, they would have had to squeeze into the packed viewing stands like the other half-step Nirvana cultivators—utterly losing face.

Shi Tianhao also gave Shen Mo a few extra glances, a faint trace of greed flashing through his eyes.

A moment later, a graceful young maiden entered, carrying a fruit platter and lighting incense.

The service was exceptionally attentive.

To put it bluntly, as long as one had enough spirit stones, even Liu Rixin himself would personally attend to you.

Zhang Changheng let out a cold snort and sat down. “The stench of money in the Rare Treasure Alliance is getting worse by the day.”

Liu Yuntian shook his head. “It’s fine. We’re just here for the spectacle and maybe to buy some ordinary treasures.”

“As for those Heaven-tier supreme-grade items, with our finances, we wouldn’t be able to compete anyway.”

Shi Tianhao nodded. “The Blood Sun Sword Sect and the Five Thunders Mountain Sect are here. They’re the real big spenders.”

“Look at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion—important figures are arriving.”

Shi Tianhao had noticed the entrance.

Everyone looked in that direction, and sure enough, a group led by Liu Rixin strode inside with long, confident steps.

“That’s our Grand Island Master,” Liu Yuntian whispered.

Shen Mo gave a slight nod.

The man at the front, moving with dragon-like strides and eyes sharp like a hawk, was none other than Ying Tianhao, Grand Island Master of Hidden Dragon Island.

The few people following him were likely his trusted cultivators.

With the Grand Island Master of Hidden Dragon Island present, the Rare Treasure Alliance naturally extended full courtesy, directly assigning them to a Heaven-character private room.

Not long after, three more groups arrived.

The first group all wore black and white Daoist robes, and most of the cultivators carried twin swords on their backs.

Among them, Shen Mo even spotted a familiar face—Sun Yifan.

Clearly, these were cultivators from the Sun and Moon Sect.

However, the one leading them was a man, indicating that the sect master Yue Baifeng had not come personally.

The second group consisted of only two people.

Both wore tight crimson outfits with a deep red sun embroidered on their chests.

Their expressions were icy, and they exuded a menacing aura.

One glance told you—they were not easy to deal with.

They were cultivators from the Blood Sun Sword Sect, overlords of the Taiping Sea Region.

The third group had five people.

Their attire was rather casual—some wore dark purple Daoist robes, others deep blue.

However, all of them had an emblem on their chests depicting a mountain summoning thunder.

They were likely cultivators from the Five Thunders Mountain Sect.

Well-versed Liu Yuntian smiled and said, “I’ve heard that the Five Thunders Mountain Sect is quite loosely structured, generally divided into five peaks. These five should be from Violet Lightning Peak and Light-Chasing Peak.”

Everyone gave a slight nod, gaining new insight.

At that moment, the lights inside the Treasure Pavilion suddenly dimmed.

A bright spotlight converged on the center stage.

A plump and jovial-looking cultivator stood there now.

Despite his harmless appearance, this man was the Alliance Master of the Rare Treasure Alliance—Wang Chengfu.

He was said to be the wealthiest person in the entire Luoxing Sea Region.

“Thank you all for coming. Wang is honored by your presence.”

“I know none of you like to hear pointless chatter, so let me officially announce—the grand auction begins now!”

As Wang Chengfu finished speaking, a mature and captivating woman in red walked onto the stage.

Her tight crimson outfit accentuated every curve of her body, making her presence instantly eye-catching.

Wang Chengfu handed the stage over to Zhou Hong and stepped down.

As the Alliance Master of the Rare Treasure Alliance, he had no need to remain in the spotlight.

But given the significance of this once-in-a-decade grand auction, he had to personally declare its opening.

Zhou Hong flashed a warm smile. “Let’s bring out the first item!”

Two elegant young women carried a tray onto the stage, holding it with both hands.

It was covered with a red cloth, making it impossible to see what lay beneath.

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