Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As soon as Su Mei finished speaking, a maid walked straight towards Wu Fan with a tray in her hand, and everyone looked over at this moment, wondering whether Wu Fan could take out four million spirit stones.

Of course, there were also many people who wanted to see the joke, because their thoughts were the same as Fairy Ling's, and they didn't believe that this person could take out so many spirit stones.

But something happened that disappointed these people. When the maid came closer, Wu Fan threw a storage bag over.

After the maid took the storage bag and checked it, she happily handed the essence of Gengjin to Wu Fan, and then turned and left.

After Su Mei saw this scene, the smile on her delicate face deepened, and she looked up at Fairy Ling's room upstairs, but she didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.

After seeing this scene, the three people in Fairy Ling's room showed disappointment on their faces at the same time. Although they hated Wu Fan in their hearts, they had no choice, because he really had the strength.

At the same time, Wu Fan below was playing with the essence of Gengjin in his hands, and his face could not help showing joy. He thought to himself that he had come to the right auction this time. He did not expect to encounter such a rare treasure. As long as he had this piece of Gengjin essence, he would not have to worry about materials when refining his own magic weapon in the future.

But now there was something that made him very worried. At this time, the auction was over, and he was thinking about how to leave. Now that he was carrying a treasure, he knew without thinking that there would be many people following him, especially the fairy Ling.

Even if he had some confidence in his ability to escape, he did not dare to guarantee that he could get rid of everyone, because there were several late Jindan cultivators here.

After thinking about it, he sighed in his heart, and now he could only take one step at a time.

At this moment, Wu Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at the two people beside him, with a cold light in his eyes, because the blue-haired woman and the bald man were staring at the essence of Gengjin in his hand with greed.

When the two saw Wu Fan's eyes, they tensed up, embarrassed, and turned away.

Wu Fan snorted, turned his palm, and collected the essence of Gengjin.

At the same time, Su Mei on the stage looked at the people in the hall and smiled:

"Fellow Daoists, today's auction is over. We will hold it as scheduled tomorrow. I hope you will come again."

Su Mei paused here, then looked at Wu Fan meaningfully, and then continued:

"In addition, if someone doesn't want to be troubled, they can stay in the venue directly. There are rooms specially prepared for you on the third floor, and each room is protected by formations to ensure that they will not be disturbed by others. In this way, it will be convenient to participate in the auction tomorrow. Of course, each room also needs to collect spirit stones. If any Daoist needs it, you can ask the servant to help lead the way."

When Wu Fan heard this, he was overjoyed. He thought to himself that the host of this auction was indeed humane. This solved a big problem for those of them who had treasures.

He was still worried about what to do before. Even if he escaped, he still had to find Yuan Zhiming to bring him here tomorrow. When he got there, there would definitely be big troubles waiting for him.

If he changes his appearance, he won't be able to come in tomorrow without a recommendation. If he has already obtained the Golden Core, it would be fine if he doesn't come tomorrow, but now it's not possible. He must still participate in the next auction.

And now Su Mei's move has dispelled all Wu Fan's concerns, and he is very happy in his heart.

When those people with ulterior motives heard this, their faces suddenly became gloomy, and then they left the auction venue with a flick of their sleeves.

These people certainly understand that it is useless to stay here, and those who have treasures will definitely choose to stay here.

At the same time, in Fairy Ling's room, the young man looked at the old man and asked:

"Brother, what should we do? Should we give up the piece of Gengjin Essence?"

"What else can we do? This auction is jointly organized by more than 20 stores, and there are more than five late Golden Core cultivators. What can we do? Now we can only wait for the kid to leave here in three days." The old man said with a gloomy face.

Fairy Ling rolled her eyes upon hearing this, and then she said with a worried look on her face:

"Brother, what do you think if this guy is from the "Xingji Palace"? We dare not do anything to him at all!"

After hearing this, the old man's face was a little uncertain, and after thinking about it, he replied:

"Let's find out the identity of this person in the next two days. If he is really from the Xingji Palace, then forget about this matter. It's not worth it to sacrifice our family for a piece of material!"

Fairy Ling and the young man nodded after hearing this. Now there was no other way, and then the three of them left the auction venue.

At the same time, Yuan Zhiming and more than 20 people had already gathered at the door, but they did not leave immediately, but looked at where Wu Fan was.

At this moment, Wu Fan inside also saw a few people, knowing that they were waiting for him, so he slightly arched his hands and said nothing.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhiming and others had already understood what he meant, and then turned around and left here.

After seeing a few people leave, Wu Fan stretched out his hand to call a servant, explained the situation, and followed the servant to the back of the auction table.

After passing through a gate, there is a staircase leading straight to the third floor. Walking up the stairs, they soon arrived at the third floor. After walking for a while, the two stopped in front of a room.

"Senior, the room here costs one thousand spirit stones a day." The servant bowed respectfully and clasped his fists.

When Wu Fan heard the price, his eyelids twitched. He thought they really knew how to do business. What was the difference between this and taking advantage of the fire? One night, one thousand spirit stones were needed. You know, one thousand spirit stones can buy an ordinary high-level magic weapon.

Although he was very dissatisfied, he had no choice now. For the sake of safety, let alone one thousand spirit stones, he had to honestly take out ten thousand spirit stones.

Then he didn't waste any words and threw a storage bag over.

"Senior, this is the token that controls the defense formation of this room. Please take it."

After the servant took the storage bag and took a look, he handed over a light yellow jade token.

Wu Fan nodded without saying anything. After taking the token, he walked into the house. Soon, a layer of blue transparent light shield rose outside the door.

...

One night passed quickly. The next day, Wu Fan returned to the first floor early, and the auction was held as scheduled.

But during this day, Wu Fan did not make any more moves. It was not because he did not like the items on this day, but because he wanted to retain some strength.

But it must be said that the auction on this day was indeed very intense. Although there was no sky-high price of four million, there were many items worth one or two million spirit stones.

After the auction ended, Wu Fan returned to the third floor again. Of course, he spent another thousand spirit stones.

Soon, the third day of the auction began, and this day was also the last day of the entire auction.