106: Chapter 106 Qin Haotian’s Last Rely

“Poof!”

In the Tian Zi No. 1 Private Room, Nangong Yuyan and Fire Qingrou both burst into laughter.

“This scoundrel, not only is he good at arguing, but his methods of tricking people are also top-notch!” Xiao Ling did not hesitate to praise Zhang Bufan.

“Xiao Ling, are you praising him or scolding him?” Nangong Yuyan asked with a smile.

“Hehe, let him guess!” Xiao Ling was clearly very happy.

Nangong Yuyan glanced at the Di Zi No. 7 Private Room below, her expression playful.

In the Di Zi No. 9 Private Room, Bai Yijian shrunk his neck and silently mourned for Qin Haotian for a few seconds. He had also wanted to participate in the bidding earlier to strike at Zhang Bufan, but fortunately, he was worried that if he made a bid, it would disrupt Qin Haotian’s plan, so he held back from speaking.

Thinking about it now, he broke out in a cold sweat. If he had participated, he might have become that patsy.

In the Di Zi No. 88 Private Room, Zhang Bufan said with a faint smile, “Although my financial resources are insufficient and I couldn’t bid for this Wang-grade martial technique, I still want to congratulate Young Master Qin of Lingxiao Sect.”

Qin Haotian had just recovered and was about to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but as soon as he heard Zhang Bufan’s words, he felt his heart clench fiercely again, and then he spat out several large mouthfuls of blood consecutively.

The Lingxiao Sect Disciples in the private room avoided him as if he were a plague god, afraid of getting blood on their clothes.

Qin Haotian clutched his chest and convulsed for a while before slowly recovering. Getting angry, feeling heartache, and spitting blood were all minor issues. The most important thing now was where to find 160 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?

After bidding for the blood qi fruit, he had less than ten million Spirit Stones left in his pocket. If he couldn’t produce the Spirit Stones then, the auction house would definitely not let him off.

“Fellow Junior Brothers, my Spirit Stones are insufficient now. Who among you is willing to lend me some first? In the future, I will definitely repay it with interest, in full.” Qin Haotian looked at the Lingxiao Sect Disciples in the private room, his tone carrying a hint of pleading.

“Senior Brother Qin, I just bought a handy weapon a while ago, and now my Storage Ring is cleaner than my face. I want to help you, but I’m powerless.” A tall, thin man smiled apologetically at Qin Haotian and slowly said.

“Senior Brother Qin, I don’t have any either.”

“My Spirit Stones also just ran out.”

Not a single Disciple in the private room was willing to lend him Spirit Stones.

Li Tianyao just quietly sipped the fine wine in his cup, not saying a word. He had Spirit Stones, but why should he lend them to Qin Haotian?

Qin Haotian calmly swept his gaze over everyone in the private room and couldn’t help but clench his fists. These guys, when he was in his prime, they called him Senior Brother Qin one after another. Now, he was down and out, and each of them avoided him like a plague god.

Qin Haotian wanted to ask his Master for help, but if he did that, not only would he be unable to hold his head high in the future, but his Master would also be disgraced with him.

After a long silence, Qin Haotian seemed to have made a certain decision. He slowly took out a communication jade token and sent a message.

At the same time.

In the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion in the East City, a plump middle-aged woman took out a communication jade token. After reading the message inside, her fan-like face immediately split into a wide grin. With a wave of her hand, she called over a young girl and instructed, “Yaya, go now and take this Storage Ring to the Wanbao Pavilion. Give it to Young Master Qin in the Di Zi No. 7 Private Room, and tell him that I want to share a drink with him tonight.”

After the plump woman finished speaking, she took out a Storage Ring and placed it in the hand of the girl named Yaya.

“I understand, Aunt Phoenix!” Yaya put away the ring and turned to hurry to the Wanbao Pavilion.

Aunt Phoenix took out some rouge and powder and carefully applied it to her greasy face, feeling utterly delighted!

The auction continued.

Zhang Bufan didn't find anything he liked, so he half-closed his eyes and leisurely lay on the sofa, feeling very comfortable.

In the Di Zi No. 7 Private Room, Qin Haotian lowered his head, silent. He knew that after sending that message, the matter of the Spirit Stones was resolved, but he was also perfectly clear about what he would face. If he had a choice, he would absolutely not sell his body.

“Damn wild monkey!” Qin Haotian roared frantically in his heart. From birth until now, he had never suffered such a great loss, nor had he endured such humiliation.

If Zhang Bufan appeared before him at this moment, he would definitely directly slap him to death, and he wouldn’t care about any consequences afterward.

Li Tianyao leisurely drank his wine, occasionally glancing at Qin Haotian. He noticed that after Qin Haotian took out the communication jade token, his whole demeanor became calm. He was very curious who Qin Haotian would ask for help. Could it be his Master?

If so, that would be even more interesting.

Just then, the door to the private room was opened.

A Wanbao Pavilion staff member walked in with a heavily made-up woman.

Yaya scanned everyone in the private room, then walked straight towards Qin Haotian.

Qin Haotian looked up and met her gaze, his heart inexplicably trembling.

“Young Master Qin, this is what you wanted.” Yaya smiled and placed a Storage Ring directly in front of Qin Haotian.

Qin Haotian picked up the ring, and his Divine Sense probed inside. He then nodded lightly. There were 200 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones in the ring, plus what he had on him, which was completely enough to pay for those two treasures.

Yaya leaned down and breathed like an orchid into Qin Haotian’s ear, “Young Master Qin, Aunt Phoenix asked me to tell you that she will be waiting for you tonight at the Violet in the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion!”

Qin Haotian trembled all over, then gritted his teeth, his voice a little hoarse, “Please go back and tell Aunt Phoenix that I will be there on time.”

“Hehe, then this servant will take her leave.” Yaya smiled, then swayed as she left.

The Lingxiao Sect enemies in the private room watched Yaya leave. They seemed to understand something, and their gazes towards Qin Haotian were incredibly complex.

Li Tianyao seemed to remember something and suddenly felt a wave of disgust. Even the wine in his hand became tasteless. His gaze towards Qin Haotian held a hint of sympathy, but more than that, it was admiration.

Qin Haotian leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes in pain.

In a flash, the auction had reached its halfway point.

A long sword on the auction stage immediately caught Fire Qingrou’s attention. It was a Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact, and it was a fire-attributed Spiritual Artifact, which was simply a perfect match for Fire Qingrou.

However, the starting bid of 80 million made Fire Qingrou withdraw her gaze, not daring to look again.

Her small actions were fully observed by Zhang Bufan, who was beside her.

Although this long sword was a Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact, perhaps due to its elemental attribute, not many people were bidding for it. After more than a dozen rounds of bidding, it barely exceeded 100 million.

“120 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.”

Just then, Zhang Bufan made a bid.