"That person from the Alchemist Association won't give up," Feng Yuqin said calmly.
Xiaoying nodded. "Yes. That Zuo Ziyang also badly needs the Heavenly Spirit Grass. It seems he's at a crucial moment for promotion and needs this high - year medicinal herb to refine pills."
Just as Feng Yuqin and Xiaoying were chatting, Zuo Ziyang spoke up. "Two hundred and ten thousand."
Seeing Zuo Ziyang raise the bid again, Mu Weizhu's face darkened horribly.
"Lord Zuo, I really need this Heavenly Spirit Grass. I wonder if you could give it to me. I, Mu Weizhu, will owe you a favor," Mu Weizhu said. Although she was furious inside, on the surface, she wore a smiling face and spoke in a gentle and serene tone, looking just like a picture of tranquility.
Many men present who admired Mu Weizhu thought that Zuo Ziyang should give the grass to her.
Some even thought that if they had enough crystals, they would be willing to bid for this Heavenly Spirit Grass for Mu Weizhu.
Just as many people were thinking this way, they heard Zuo Ziyang's voice tinged with mockery. "I can't afford Miss Mu's favor."
"Zuo Ziyang, it's unseemly for a man to haggle with a woman," a purple - robed man stood up and accused him dissatisfiedly.
Zuo Ziyang scoffed. "What? Are you, the young master of the Pu family, also smitten with her?"
Hearing this, Mu Weizhu's face sank. "Lord Zuo, I believe I haven't offended you. How can you slander my reputation like this?"
Although the Pu family was a first - class family, Pu Yuanxun was the most disgraceful young master in the family.
Not only was he weak in strength, but he also liked to frequent brothels.
Being associated with such a person made Mu Weizhu feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Yo, Pu Yuanxun, she said she has nothing to do with you," Zuo Ziyang joked. "Then why are you still speaking up for her?"
Pu Yuanxun was about to say something when the young master of the Pu family stopped him immediately. "Shut up."
"Brother..." A flash of dissatisfaction crossed Pu Yuanxun's eyes, but when he met his elder brother's cold and sharp gaze, he didn't dare to act recklessly.
Seeing Pu Yuanxun's cowardice, the annoyance in Mu Weizhu's eyes deepened.
"This Zuo Ziyang is interesting," Feng Yuqin said calmly.
"Previously, master snatched the flying beast that Mu Weizhu wanted. Now there's this Zuo Ziyang. I bet Mu Weizhu is going to be furious," Xiaoying said gleefully.
"Miss Mu, are you still going to bid? If not, this Heavenly Spirit Grass will be mine," Zuo Ziyang's annoying voice rang out, making Mu Weizhu's face even uglier.
She swore that if Zuo Ziyang ever fell into her hands, she would make his life a living hell.
The angrier Mu Weizhu got, the more distorted her expression became. Just then, the host's voice rang out. "Two hundred and ten thousand for the first time, two hundred and ten thousand..."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand," Mu Weizhu came back to her senses and immediately added forty thousand.
Everyone present started to discuss.
"It seems that the young master of the Phoenix Clan is determined to get this Heavenly Spirit Grass."
"Zuo Ziyang from the Alchemist Association is the young master of the general association. He's also a wealthy man."
"That's right. So it's still uncertain who will get this Heavenly Spirit Grass."
"I think the probability of it falling into Mu Weizhu's hands is higher. After all, the Phoenix Clan is an ancient family with strong financial resources."
"Master, does this Zuo Ziyang also have a grudge against Mu Weizhu?" Xiaoying asked doubtfully.
Feng Yuqin said calmly. "A person like Mu Weizhu. As long as you're not blind, you won't get too close to her."
After all, Mu Weizhu was really good at pretending.
"Two hundred and sixty thousand," Zuo Ziyang didn't add several thousand at once like Mu Weizhu. He added ten thousand each time, looking unhurried. If people didn't know he needed this Heavenly Spirit Grass, they would think he was deliberately making things difficult for Mu Weizhu.
Of course, Mu Weizhu thought that Zuo Ziyang was just like the Lady Mo in Box No. 1 opposite, deliberately going against her.
So she was extremely angry but had no choice but to continue bidding. "Two hundred and seventy thousand."
"Two hundred and eighty thousand," Zuo Ziyang's lazy voice rang out, very different from Mu Weizhu's somewhat eager voice.
"Master, Zuo Ziyang has good self - control," Xiaoying said.
"As the young master of the general Alchemist Association, he can't do without this kind of self - control, can he?" Feng Yuqin said calmly.
Xiaoying said. "But Mu Weizhu is the young master of the Phoenix Clan. Logically speaking, as the Phoenix Clan is an ancient family, Mu Weizhu should have better self - control."
"She was angered by me before," Feng Yuqin said. "Don't you notice that Mu Weizhu can't stay calm whenever it comes to matters related to Mo Xuanye?"
Xiaoying was puzzled. "But the master isn't here."
Feng Yuqin smiled. "He's indeed not here, but just the words 'Lady Mo' can make Mu Weizhu target me."
Xiaoying was suddenly enlightened after being reminded by her. "Plus, master just won a bid, so Mu Weizhu's state of mind is unstable."
"Two hundred and ninety thousand," Mu Weizhu's voice rang out.
Seeing the competition between the young masters of two great families, everyone was speculating who would win in the end.
One was the young master of the general Alchemist Association, and the other was the young master of the ancient Phoenix Clan.
In terms of background, they were evenly matched.
Although the general Alchemist Association was not an ancient family, pills were essential for all martial artists' cultivation.
So Zuo Ziyang's background allowed him to ignore Mu Weizhu completely.
"Three hundred thousand," Zuo Ziyang chased after closely.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand," Mu Weizhu lost her patience and added fifty thousand.
Thinking of this, Mu Weizhu's face was extremely ugly.
Except for the crescent - moon knife she bid for first, which no one contested with her and the bidding went smoothly, both the flying beast and this Heavenly Spirit Grass were contested by others.
This made Mu Weizhu extremely unhappy, and she hated Feng Yuqin and Zuo Ziyang to the core.
"Three hundred and sixty thousand," Zuo Ziyang showed no sign of giving up.
"Four hundred thousand," Mu Weizhu's way of raising the bid made everyone gasp.
It was really rare for the Heavenly Spirit Grass to reach this price.
At this moment, everyone's emotions were relatively high.
They were all speculating who this Heavenly Spirit Grass would end up with.
After all, one was the young master of the general Alchemist Association, and the other was the young master of the Phoenix Clan.
The two forces were almost evenly matched.
"Four hundred and ten thousand," Zuo Ziyang bid.
"Zuo Ziyang, are you sure you want to go against our Phoenix Clan?" Mu Weizhu asked with an ugly face.
Zuo Ziyang sneered. "Miss Mu, if you're not clear about the rules of the auction house, you can go and learn about them again."
Unexpectedly, the host spoke up at this time. "In the auction, the product goes to the highest bidder."
The fact that the auction house sided with Zuo Ziyang made Mu Weizhu's face even uglier.
"Young master, the price is too high. Let's just forget it," the elder beside her said when seeing this.