107: Chapter 107: Making up for the Apprenticeship Ceremony

Fire Qingrou looked at Zhang Bufan, puzzled, and said, "Senior Brother, that kid has already been scammed by you once. Are you still going? Do you really think he's a fool?"

"Haha!" Zhang Bufan just smiled and didn't explain.

Fire Qingrou still wanted to persuade him, but she knew it was useless, so she simply closed her mouth and rested her eyes.

"Di Zi No. 88 Private Room bids 120 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones! Is there any higher bid?" Xiao Qian said with a cold smile.

"Damn, that scammer is at it again. I wonder who's going to be unlucky this time?"

"Who cares, it's not like we can afford it anyway. We can just watch the show."

"This is indeed a Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact, but it has an attribute. If you don't have fire affinity, getting it will only be counterproductive."

"I wonder if the person in Di Zi No. 7 Private Room will bid again?"

"Do you really think they're stupid? Wasn't getting scammed twice enough?"

The discussions of the VIPs were not deliberately lowered, and their voices clearly reached Qin Haotian's ears.

Qin Haotian's eyes were bloodshot, and he sneered in his heart, "Son of a bitch, your scheme is wrong. This time, no matter what, I won't make a move again."

The other Disciples of Lingxiao Sect also looked at Qin Haotian and found that he had no reaction, just resting his eyes.

Tian Zi No. 1 Private Room.

"Young Miss, is that bad fellow up to something again?" Xiao Ling looked down at the Di Zi No. 88 Private Room and asked Nangong Yuyan, who was sitting on the sofa.

"I can't guess what Young Master Zhang wants to do." Nangong Yuyan shook her head. This time, she really couldn't guess what Zhang Bufan wanted to do.

Does he really need this Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact?

But that's not right. The intelligence says that the Cultivation Technique Young Master Zhang Cultivates is not fire-attribute friendly.

In Di Zi No. 9 Private Room, Bai Yijian stared intently at the Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact on the auction stage, his face full of hesitation.

Although he did not Cultivate fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques, his Junior Sister did. He really wanted to bid for this Spiritual Artifact to give to his Junior Sister when he returned, so he could gain her favor.

Junior Sister Song Yun Yao was the Grand Elder's daughter. As long as he won over his Junior Sister, then Bai Yijian, in the Tianjian Sect, would be able to get the Grand Elder's support, and the Saint position would not be out of his reach.

When Zhang Bufan made his bid, the scene was noisy for a while, then gradually quieted down, and no one else made a bid.

Xiao Qian waited for a while, then picked up the auction hammer in her hand and shouted loudly, "120 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones for the first time!"

"120 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones for the second time!"

Bai Yijian clenched his fists, but still didn't have the courage to bid, because as soon as he bid, he would be forced into a corner and very likely fall into the other party's trap.

If he gave up midway, it would prove that his Tianjian Sect was inferior to Zhang Bufan. If he continued to follow, he would very likely end up like Qin Haotian.

The others who had ideas about this Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact were also hesitating. After all, Qin Haotian being scammed twice was still fresh in their minds, and no one wanted to be that sucker.

Besides, the price of this Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact was only around 120 million, so there was no need to continue following.

"120 million for the third time!"

"Sold!"

"Congratulations to the VIP in Di Zi No. 88 Private Room for winning this Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact with 120 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

Xiao Qian brought down the hammer, then smiled and glanced at Di Zi No. 88 Private Room. She wasn't sure if Zhang Bufan wanted this weapon, but since no one else was bidding, she could only strike the hammer.

"Haha, Young Miss, that bad fellow finally shot himself in the foot!" Xiao Ling danced with excitement.

Nangong Yuyan shook her head and said, "Xiao Ling, how do you know Young Master Zhang doesn't want this weapon?"

"Didn't the intelligence say that he doesn't Cultivate fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques or Martial Skills? What's the use of this fire-attribute weapon?" Xiao Ling asked, puzzled.

"Young Master Zhang indeed doesn't Cultivate fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques or Martial Skills, but have you forgotten? He's not alone." Nangong Yuyan smiled and looked down at Di Zi No. 88 Private Room.

"Could it be..." Xiao Ling seemed to have thought of something and said with uncertainty, "Could it be his Junior Sister Fire Qingrou?"

"Didn't you fight her? What she Cultivates is precisely a fire-attribute friendly Cultivation Technique." Nangong Yuyan said with certainty.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that bad fellow to dote on his Junior Sister so much." Xiao Ling snorted coldly.

Nangong Yuyan didn't reply, lost in thought.

Di Zi No. 88 Private Room.

"Senior Brother." Fire Qingrou's face was a little ugly, and she said angrily, "I told you not to bid, but you didn't believe me. Now look, you shot yourself in the foot."

Zhang Bufan smiled and asked softly, "Junior Sister Huo, how are you so sure I don't want this weapon?"

"You don't Cultivate fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques, what do you want this weapon for? You..." As Fire Qingrou spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, her eyes widened, and she said uncertainly, "Senior Brother, you didn't bid for it for me, did you?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Bufan's smile didn't diminish as he countered.

"You..." Fire Qingrou's heart trembled instantly. From Zhang Bufan's expression, she already understood everything.

"Since this weapon is suitable for you, and I, your Senior Brother, happen to have the ability, of course, I have to bid for it for you. Consider it a gift for your apprenticeship!" Zhang Bufan said with a smile.

Fire Qingrou stared fixedly at Zhang Bufan, a warm current instantly flowing through her heart, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Fire Qingrou like this, Zhang Bufan hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Huo, it's just a Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact. Please don't cry from emotion. If you don't like it, you can even let Junior Brother eat it."

"Senior Brother, you... you're annoying!" Fire Qingrou stomped on Zhang Bufan's foot and turned her face away angrily.

What Zhang Bufan didn't notice was that after Fire Qingrou turned her face away, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

Hundred Li Jingang glanced at Zhang Bufan, then at Fire Qingrou, his head full of question marks.

Baldy, on the other hand, was casual. He wasn't interested in weapons anyway, and his wine was gone, so he simply closed his eyes and slept.

"Haha, I really like this Wang Rank Spiritual Artifact. Thank you all for yielding." Zhang Bufan laughed heartily, his tone sounding very happy.

Di Zi No. 9 Private Room.

Bai Yijian's face was very gloomy, and he slapped his thigh hard in anger.

Zhang Bufan's laughter was like a big slap, repeatedly hitting him in the face. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

On the auction stage, Xiao Qian smiled and then said loudly, "The auction has progressed to this point and is about to enter its exciting moment."