I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

Chapter 30 Third Senior Brother Is Too Stingy
To a certain extent, Wuya Pavilion was willing to sell monks for convenience. After obtaining the consent of the other party, Sheng Xi paid Wuya Pavilion an intermediary fee, and met the seller of the talisman pen.

The two parties agreed to meet in a special house in the Wuya Pavilion. There was a formation in the room. Both parties sat on the left and right sides, and there was a curtain formed by the formation in the middle, which isolated the other's figure and breath.

"Why did fellow daoist seek me?" The other party spoke, his voice seemed a little unreal under the influence of the formation.

"He's a male cultivator at the foundation establishment stage." Yan Che and Sheng Xi communicated, although Wuya Pavilion's isolation formation was exquisite, it couldn't cover his eyes.

"We want to make a deal with Fellow Daoist. If you entrust Wuya Pavilion to sell the Phoenix Nest Branch Talisman Pen at a price of more than 100 million high-grade spirit stones, how about we split the part above 100 million?"

"Can you sell that much?" The man was a little surprised, and soon realized that he had lost his composure, and tried to calm down, "Are you sure you can sell that many spirit stones?"

In the original text, because Yan Che didn't have enough funds, this talisman pen was bought by Sheng Ruyue at a price of 100 million top-grade spirit stones.Now with Sheng Xi's funding, even if the price increases tenfold, Yan Che can still afford it.

Sheng Ruyue was determined to win this talisman pen, and Li Yanrui brought 500 million top-grade spirit stones to purchase materials for the Fallen Maple Sect, and he would definitely be willing to spend a thousand dollars for her.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Sheng Xi smiled mysteriously.

Anyway, he won't suffer no matter what. The male cultivator on the opposite side pondered for a moment, and agreed: "Okay, after the matter is completed, I will leave half of the spirit stones in Wuya Pavilion, and fellow Taoists can go and get them on their own."

Sending off the strange male cultivator, Yan Che held up Sheng Xi and shook it with a bitter face, as if he heard the water in the little junior sister's mind: "Little junior sister, why do you raise the price of the talisman pen so high? I don't have that much wisdom." stone……"

"Senior brother, what do you think this is?" Sheng Xi chuckled, and lifted up his pink and tender paw, a phantom of a shrinking phoenix nest appeared on it.

Yan Che sized it up for a while, then asked incredulously, "Could it be the Phoenix's Nest?"

"Well, I have a whole phoenix nest here."

Just pulling a sycamore branch from it can make many talisman pens for Yan Che, which is much better than Wuya Pavilion's talisman pen that can't be written for a few years.

Yan Che's eyes lit up instantly: "I'll ask fourth junior brother to help me make talisman pens when I go back! Junior sister, I'll take care of all your talismans from now on!"

The third senior brother is really a generous person!
……

The auction officially started. Yan Che and Sheng Xi were sitting in the hall on the third floor, peeling the nuts on the table with little aura, like two hamsters out for food.

Sheng Xi inadvertently saw a monk in the Qi-refining period carrying the high-quality spirit tea overflowing with aura into the boxes on the fourth to sixth floors, and he was a little greedy: "Senior brother, why don't we go inside the box? They can eat it well." better than us."

"No money." Yan Che said without raising his head while eating the melon seeds.

Ever since Sheng Xi entered the Wenxin Sect, the pocket money given by her seniors was hundreds of high-grade spirit stones, and the magic weapons and elixir were all top-grade. She had never even touched the most basic low-grade spirit stones, so she always thought that asking heart Zong is insulated from the word "poor".

Suddenly hearing Yan Che's simple answer, she was not used to it: "Don't you have a million high-grade spirit stones in your pocket?"

"That's what I'm going to use to buy talisman pens, talisman paper, and spiritual ink. Don't waste them." Yan Che saw Sheng Xi staring at the box upstairs, covered her eyes with his hand, and educated her earnestly, " Martial sister, practitioners, you can’t be blinded by the colorful world in front of you. It costs 100 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone per person to enter the box, it’s so expensive.”

Sheng Xi: "..."

Talisman cultivation is the most profitable occupation in the cultivation world, bar none.

The big handful of talismans that the third senior brother gave her earlier were all high-grade talismans, and any random one was worth hundreds of high-grade spirit stones. He actually thought that 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones was expensive?
The third senior brother may not be poor, but picky.

……

On the small balcony of the box on the fourth floor, Sheng Ruyue and his party were on it.

Li Yanrui caught a glimpse of Yan Che and Sheng Xi in the hall on the third floor, and snorted: "Look, junior sister, those two people know how to eat, they look like they have never seen the world, and they don't know which ravine they came from." .”

There were many people in the hall, but Sheng Xi, the little cat, was very conspicuous.Seeing Sheng Xi's beautiful fur and her dexterity just now, Sheng Ruyue became more and more moved.

Only such a spirit beast with both beauty and strength is worthy of her.

"It's a pity that the little kitty has such a master." Sheng Ruyue sighed.

Li Yanrui handed the jade slips that recorded the auctioned items to Sheng Ruyue, and said comfortingly, "Wuya Pavilion will sell some high-level talismans later, and if we buy them, are we afraid that the little beggar will fail?"

Sheng Ruyue's eyes lit up, she looked at Yan Che, who was asking the tea-serving nun for spiritual tea, and Sheng Xi, who was wagging her tail and waiting for a snack, and said with compassion: "Be gentle, don't hurt that kitten."

"Don't worry. Even if the kitten is really hurt, can our Fallen Maple Sect still be able to cure it?"

Sheng Ruyue didn't say anything more, carefully looked at the auction list, and thought about how to use these high-level talismans for a while.

……

The auction was in full swing, and the high-level talismans that Yan Che entrusted Wuya Pavilion to sell were quickly wiped out.Sheng Xi was overjoyed that the third senior brother had received a huge sum of money, and he looked at the Phoenix Nest Branch Talisman Pen that was sent to the middle of the auction stage with glowing eyes.

The talisman pen looks simple and unsophisticated, with a faint phoenix breath, but there are some fine cracks on the pen barrel, which shows that the talisman pen is damaged to a certain extent, and the remaining service life is not long.

But as long as you can use such a talisman to draw a god-level talisman, you will earn money.

This is the grand finale of this auction, and the starting price is 30 top-grade spirit stones.As soon as the auction started, everyone competed to bid.

"35 high-grade spirit stones!"

"40 million!"

"50 million!"

……

The two inner disciples accompanied by the Fallen Maple Sect listened to the rising bidding price and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't we want to bid?"

"No hurry, let them shout for a while." Li Yanrui put on a casual look, and secretly glanced at Sheng Ruyue.He knew in his heart that he should not be in a hurry at this time, so as not to make the little junior sister feel that he could not calm down.

Sheng Ruyue was looking at Sheng Xi again.

The kitten was sitting on the table, and the pointy little ears kept turning with everyone's quotations, so cute that she wished she could snatch Sheng Xi over on the spot.

The price of the talisman brush was quickly reported to 98 spirit stones. There were very few monks who could pay this price, and the voice of bidding gradually weakened.

"Junior Sister, it's our turn." Li Yanrui reminded, and Sheng Ruyue said in a clear voice, "One million high-grade spirit stones."

No one answered.

The number of talisman repairs is scarce. Although this talisman pen is worth the price, it is a waste for most monks to buy it back and not use it.

The master of ceremonies saw that there was no sound at the scene, and began to count down: "One million high-grade spirit stones once!"

"100 million high-grade spirit stones twice!"

"One million top-grade Lingshi three..."

There was a smile on the corner of Sheng Ruyue's mouth.

With this phoenix nest branch talisman pen and the talisman book she got from old man Yu, she will definitely become the most powerful talisman cultivator in the southeast spiritual world.

At this moment, a young man's heartbroken voice sounded in the hall: "100 million high-grade spirit stones, plus a low-grade spirit stone."

Sheng Xi: "..."

The third senior brother is really too stingy.

(End of this chapter)