Aiming for the Immortal Path

"So... if there is a flaw in your plan, it is my auction house that you have to blame?"

"Huh, leave a mark on the certificate? You really are blind to all the monks in the world. If you really want to do that, can the auction be as big as it is today? I'm afraid... you will be turned upside down by those Nascent Soul old monsters."

"I really don't know what big brother is thinking. He doesn't even have to waste a lot of real energy to help your soul merge with this body, and he wants to give you so many opportunities again and again."

"Atoning for your sins with your merits? How can you redeem your sins with your merits? It is simply an unpardonable crime!"

Lu Congrong was filled with anger and was extremely dissatisfied with Lin Aofeng.

He uttered words one after another, and every word he said was sharp, like a sharp knife, they all pierced Lin Aofeng's heart.

"puff……"

Being ridiculed and teased one after another like this, Lin Aofeng, who was already injured and had not fully recovered, could no longer suppress the injuries and the surging energy and blood in his body.

When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he staggered and fell to the ground with a thump.

Even though he had all kinds of resentment and hatred in his heart, at this moment... the result was not as he wished, and he was helpless.

Seeing Lin Aofeng's disappointed and shocked look, Lu Congrong's face remained filled with anger.

"How...don't you have anything to say?"

"If you are generous and admit your incompetence and failure, I will respect you as a man."

"But... you have to blame others for your own mistakes. Your behavior is really shameful. Working with someone like you is really humiliating to me."

Lu Yuanrong's expression became even more playful as she continued to speak.

She didn't care whether Lin Aofeng's plan succeeded or not.

The key is that once successful, the other party will inevitably take over the auction house and compete for the power in her hands.

On the contrary, the more miserably Lin Aofeng fails, the more stable her position as the person in charge of the auction will be.

At this moment, it is no longer just dissatisfaction and anger, but also a blow to the other party's confidence.

ground intention.

Faced with Lu Congrong's constant accusations and reprimands, Lin Aofeng was speechless.

Unknowingly, his expression became darker and darker.

His body was destroyed for no reason, and the century-old arrangement in the city lord's mansion was ruined. His prestige and face in Fist Island had been ruined.

If the opportunity that I finally fought for failed again, there would be no other option but to die to apologize.

His thoughts turned secretly, and Lin Aofeng's mood became even more depressed.

Just when he was frustrated and desperate.

Footsteps were heard outside the house.

"President Lu, Mr. Lin, the last batch of monks' spiritual stones have been brought. Do you want to... continue to check?"

"Check, of course, check, check carefully for me!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Aofeng quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and blurted out.

He cast his gaze in the direction of the door, with only the last faint hope left in his dim eyes.

This...is his last hope.

The moment he finished speaking, the room door opened, and a wrinkled white-haired old man walked in quickly from the outside.

The moment he entered the door, the night lamp hanging on the roof for lighting was instantly extinguished.

The whole room was plunged into darkness.

The white-haired old man stood calmly at the door, obviously mentally prepared for all this.

With a flick of his hand, he took out the storage bags containing the deposit spirit stones one by one. With the real energy stimulating, mountains of spiritual stones appeared and disappeared.

In the darkness, waves of rich spiritual energy filled the entire space.

For the three people present, night vision is not difficult, but just seeing these spiritual stones, it is obvious...

...not what they want.

In front of the white-haired old man, spiritual stones appeared and disappeared very quickly.

As the number of unchecked storage bags in the white-haired old man's hands decreased, Lin Aofeng's heart... also sank to the bottom.

"This is the last storage bag, Lin Aofeng, do you really think there is still hope?"

In the blink of an eye, seeing that the white-haired old man only had a storage bag in his hand, Lu Congrong spoke again and cast a teasing look at Lin Aofeng.

"I……"

Lin Aofeng's body trembled. The words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out.

The courage I finally mustered up was instantly discouraged.

Thousands of monks have been eliminated, and this last storage bag seems to him to have little hope.

At this moment, Lin Aofeng's eyes were dull and completely despairing.

"That's all, Mr. Bai, take out the spirit stone inside, that's fine... Let Mr. Lin give up!"

Lu Yuanrong raised the corners of her mouth slightly and waved her hands with a look of disinterest.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, holding the last storage bag, activating his true energy, raising his hand, and immediately took out all the spiritual stones in it.

The next second, millions of spiritual stones were piled on the ground as before.

But this time, in the dark room, there was suddenly a little bit of faint fluorescence.

This light was emitted from more than a dozen low-grade spiritual stones among millions of spiritual stones.

It is weakly fluorescent and does not look eye-catching. Apart from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth emitted by the spirit stone, there is no other aura emitted.

But the three people in the room held their breath for a moment.

"Huh? This piece of spiritual stone is... you can't be wrong. It is the batch of spiritual stones stained with fluorescent mineral powder that leaked from our hands."

"Haha, looking for... found it!"

"My young master's news and judgment are indeed correct. That guy is indeed here.

. Lu Congrong, now...what else do you have to say? "

After a moment, Lin Aofeng's voice sounded.

The sound got louder and louder, to say the least, he started laughing wildly.

Amidst laughter, Lin Aofeng raised his hand and waved, and the night pearl that had just been extinguished shined brightly again, illuminating the entire room.

And his eyes fell on Lu Congrong, sweeping away the previous dejected aura.

In an instant, his eyes were staring straight at the figure lying on the tiger leather chair, his eyes were burning, and he seemed to be proud and proud.

Anger flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to take back the doubts and humiliation he had just suffered.

"What are you talking about? The auction house has put in so much effort. If that person really comes to our auction, wouldn't it be normal to find him?"

"This guy, on the other hand, can endure it until the last moment before showing up. He is very cunning."

Lu Congrong's expression did not change, she leaned on the chair and said a few words lightly, which made Lin Aofeng's expression freeze.

Clenching his fists, Lin Aofeng's breathing became rapid, and he stared at Lu Yuanrong. He wanted to say something more, but his thoughts kept turning over and over again, but he was speechless.

Full of dissatisfaction and resentment, all were suppressed.

Lu Congrong raised her brows lightly and turned her gaze to the white-haired old man, "Old Bai, what kind of guy is the person who provided this storage bag? And... what is the number of his identity card?"

"The man was wearing a dark gray robe and a bamboo hat. His appearance and features were unclear."

"The most important thing is that the aura on that person is also very weak, the kind that doesn't attract anyone's attention at all."

"If it weren't for the strangeness of these spirit stones at this moment, my subordinates wouldn't even be able to have much impression of that person."

"As for the number of the token in his hand, if my subordinate's memory is correct, it should be the token number 'Gui 128'."

As the white-haired old man spoke, he pretended to be thinking, and quickly informed the two people in front of him of the information and coefficients he knew.