Qing Cang Continent - C211

“Do you still want more?”

Qin Lang asked Zhuge Susu who was beside him. Just now, he was prepared to help her bid and give up on the auction of the Dead Spirit Heart. He wanted to repay the debt of saving her life.

“No, I don’t want it. I just found a strange spiritual energy in that thing just now, and I felt that I could definitely refine something good out of it. That’s why I called out the price on the spur of the moment …”

Zhuge Susu stuck out her tongue and blushed.

“Then I’ll take it.” Qin Lang raised the sign in his hand. He didn’t know if fourteen million was the limit of the White Sword, or if it was better to slowly raise the price.

“14.3 million!”

As soon as this bid was called out, the entire audience sighed. Many people were guessing who this young man was to be able to compete with the Second Leader of the White Spirit Sect.

“I give up.”

Just when everyone thought that the Second Leader of the White Spirit Sect would fly into a rage and find trouble with the young man, the white sword said something that no one expected.

Qin Lang didn’t expect that Vice Sect Leader Bai would directly give up after he increased the bid once. Qin Lang watched as Vice Sect Leader Bai gradually returned to his seat and quietly waited for the result.

“Fourteen million and three hundred thousand. Are there any more bids?” One thousand four hundred … Three times, deal! ”

Following the words of Wan Zhengkong, the heart of the dead fell into Qin Lang’s hands.

When Bai Jian Li saw this scene, he called for an attendant to explain everything to him before continuing to wait for the next auction. Other than having a Sect Leader’s brother, he also had the ability to do so. In that situation just now where he did not have sufficient funds, it was not wise to threaten him, other than being displeased by Charcoal and Wandering Cloud Tower, it was useless for him to do so. As such, he might as well give up and see if he had the opportunity to do so, and secretly investigate that brat’s background.

Just as Bai Jian Li’s entourage walked down from the second floor, two guards from another room also walked out. However, in the bustling auction house, no one else noticed these small characters. Qin Lang did not know this, and neither did Bai Jian Li.

At this moment, the satisfied Qin Lang started to chat with Zhuge Su Xin who was beside him.

“Lady Zhuge, why are you here?”

“I sneaked out and made the exact same robe as Jiu Er [1], am I amazing?”

The little girl Zhuge pulled up a corner of the black robe and said to Qin Lang with a face full of pride.

“Formidable and powerful, it simply isn’t like that timid little girl just now.”

Qin Lang started to joke around. Just now, Zhuge Susu’s appearance was completely different from when he was with her senior brother in the Yu Hua Valley. At that time, she was lively and cute, unlike her cowardly self when she first entered the stage.

“I, I… Aiya, Qin Lang, stop laughing at me. I don’t know why, but I feel guilty and a little scared … ”

Zhuge Susu’s two small hands held each other as she gently rubbed the black robe in her hands.

This was the first time she ran out by herself, and since she was being stared at by the crowd at this moment, she was unavoidably a little nervous. After discovering Qin Lang, this acquaintance, she immediately returned to her original lively and cheerful self.