
Seeing the people lining up in front of the entrance of the Wuxi pavilion were no longer crowded, Mo Yu respectfully said to her Master. "Master, let's go."
Wen Yun Zi nodded then walked away from the teahouse without saying a word.
Arriving in front of the Wuxi pavilion, the guard who had seen Wen Yun Zi yesterday immediately invited her in with a respectful manner.
It turned out that the guard had indeed been instructed by Mr. Lin to let Miss Zi enter immediately upon seeing him.
"Please enter Miss Zi." Said the Guard in such a respectful manner.
As soon as he arrived at the first floor of the Wuxi pavilion, Wen Yun Zi heard the voice of a girl who was talking about him.
"Miss, reportedly Wen Yun Zi had already changed from a ugly trash girl to a beautiful genius girl. According to the lady, is she coming to this auction?" said a girl dressed as a waitress to the girl next to her who looked charming wearing a pink hanfu patterned with cherry blossom trees.
"I don't care if he's changed or not! But if she dares to come to this auction, I swear I'll make her suffer." A voice that carried a tone of hatred answered the servant girl's question.
The corner of Wen Yun Zi's lips curved full of mystery upon hearing that hateful voice, while Mo Yu was about to act but was immediately stopped by Wen Yun Zi.
Wen Yun Zi glanced at the charming-looking girl and said with a faint grin raised at the corner of her lips. "Jiang Ying Xue, let's see who will eventually suffer."
Wen Yun Zi vividly recalled that other than Wen Jia Li, this girl named Jiang Ying Xue was also the one who hated her the most. Every time he met her, Jiang Ying Xue always bullied him to the point of making him look like a pitiful lunatic.
Looking at Jiang Ying Xue again, Wen Yun Zi would naturally not remain silent. He had planned to avenge one by one all the humiliation and oppression he had received so far. Even Little Spirit and Xing Jun were already so furious at seeing Jiang Ying Xue that it felt like they were replying to her right now.
If not for respecting his Master's decision, the two would have already acted by now. Making Jiang Ying Xue suffer far more than the word suffering she said.
Different from the wishes of both the contractor and his subordinates. Rather than replying to him at once, Wen Yun Zi preferred to reply to him one by one until everything was done.
Another servant came over to Wen Yun Zi and said politely. "Miss Zi, let me take you to the VIP room according to the token you have."
Wen Yun Zi nodded her head then followed the extremely polite male servant.
The male servant brought Wen Yun Zi and Mo Yu to one of the rooms on the fourth floor.
"Miss, this is the first time Nubi has seen the people from the Wuxi pavilion being polite and respectful to anyone other than His Highness Prince Xiu. Even if the Crown Prince comes, the people from the Wuxi pavilion are just welcoming him just plain." Said Jiang Ying Xue's personal servant.
Jiang Ying Xue frowned as soon as her gaze was fixed on the colorful fur-masked girl. "Maybe the masked miss is one of the honored guests of the Wuxi pavilion."
Just a single glance made Jiang Ying Xue feel a bad feeling that was as if she had met her mortal enemy.
Wuxi Pavilion consists of eight floors. The first floor is used as a selling point. The second floor is used as an auction venue and seating for ordinary guests. On the third floor there are fifteen VIP rooms only prepared for distinguished guests who have red tokens.
The fourth floor is a special VIP room occupied only by distinguished guests who have black tokens, and on the fourth floor there are only eight rooms. The fifth floor was used as a storage warehouse and was heavily guarded by several elite guards. While the last sixth floor is a special place occupied by the owner of the Wuxi pavilion which until now is still unknown identity.
At this time the male servant had brought Wen Yun Zi and Mo Yu to the number 3 VIP room located on the fourth floor. While in the other room, some servants were also escorting guests.
The next incident made many guests who were on the second floor widen their eyes.
On the fourth floor there are VIP rooms number 2, 3, 4, 6, 7 and 8 emit white light simultaneously. The appearance of this white light indicates that the owner of the room is present. This is what caused the storm on the second floor.
The guests on the second floor wondered who the honored guests had already present.
Need-to-know. In every auction held by the Wuxi pavilion, not all black token owners were present. Even if anyone was present, it was no more than two people.
The other guests were immediately excited because at the auction this time the attendance had exceeded five people.
On the third floor, only ten rooms were emitting white light. This also indicates that ten owners of the room are present.
"I never expected the auction this time to be attended by honorable figures." Said a man who was on the second floor and was staring towards the VIP room on the fourth floor.
"You're right! I feel blessed to be under the same roof as those honored guests." The other law.
"I'm very happy even though I might not have the chance to get the treasure at the auction this time."
"I just wish I could figure out the true identity of one of those honored guests."
"Don't expect too high so you won't get your heart broken too bad."
Various conversations and discussions took place on the second floor. Some are adoring, some want to meet in person. But most people expect to know the identities of those esteemed guests.
VIP room number 3 looks elegant. The luxurious furniture in a simple design and the layout that is arguably perfect makes this whole room very in accordance with the tastes of Wen Yun Zi.
Various kinds of spiritual fruits and delicious cakes have also been provided. Aim to keep guests from feeling bored during the auction.
Wen Yun Zi was quite satisfied with the room set up for her.
Just as the clockwork indicated 07:00 pas, a gong sound rang out from the second floor and echoed throughout the Wuxi pavilion.
Along with the gong sounding extremely loud, all the guests attending the auction focused their attention on the second floor, where the most eagerly awaited auction had finally begun.
A beautiful woman wearing a bright red hanfu appeared on the auction stage. Her sexy figure made many male guests barely blink looking at her.
The sexy beauty was the leader of the auctioneer of the Wuxi pavilion known as Bing Yu.
Before starting, Bing Yu smiled and said in a clear voice. "All guests must be wondering why the Wuxi pavilion started the auction so suddenly?! Actually this was because the Wuxi pavilion had many rare treasures to auction, and one that was definitely impatient to share them with the guests."
Bing Yu then clapped her hands three times, then a beautiful girl wearing pink hanfu went up on the auction stage carrying a small tray on top of which was a small porcelain bottle.
"Medicine bottles?!" These two words were what was on the minds of all the auction guests.
Someone asked. "Miss Bing Yu, are you going to auction off the medicinal herbs?"
"Does that porcelain bottle contain medicinal herbs?"
"If it is indeed a medicinal herb, it should be level four right?"
"Really! If not a level four medicinal herb, the Wuxi pavilion would not have likely started the auction abruptly."
"Half a year ago was the last time the Wuxi pavilion auctioned off a level four medicinal herb. I didn't expect that today the Wuxi pavilion would be auctioning it back." Someone exclaimed and looked very excited.
Many auction guests were delighted to think that the Wuxi pavilion would be auctioning off a rare level four medicinal herb. Keep in mind, any medicinal herb that appeared at any auction would cause many parties to compete fiercely to obtain it.
To a cultivator, obtaining a level four medicinal herb was just like obtaining the rarest treasures in the entire world. From this assumption alone it is clear that the popularity of medicinal herbs is far more valuable than the popularity of medicinal pills.
After laughing at the comments of the people, Bing Yu then corrected it to be clear. "I think the guests were wrong. The contents of this bottle was not a level four medicinal herb, but a level two medicinal pill."
Instantly all the auction guests were shocked upon hearing the statement that came out of Bing Yu's mouth.
"What's? medicinal pills?"
"What the fuck? how could it turn into a medicinal pill?"
"Miss Bing Yu, are you joking?"
"This can't be true! Even level two medicinal herbs were not qualified for the auction in the Wuxi pavilion, how could a level two medicinal pill be qualified?"
"Miss Bing Yu, are you sure the Wuxi pavilion is not playing us?"
The faces of all the auction guests showed expressions of disbelief. They stared at Bing Yu's pretty face and were just an expression of absolute confidence that they saw on her face.
Bing Yu's red lips showed a seductive smile and said in a sweet tone of voice. "With its reputation as the largest auction site in the Purple Moon Country, the Wuxi pavilion certainly did not have time to lie or play tricks on the guests. The reason why the Wuxi pavilion was auctioning off these level two medicinal pills, was because these medicinal pills were equivalent to level three medicinal herbs. It was even much better when compared to a true level three medicinal herb."
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could a level two medicinal pill possibly defeat a true level three medicinal herb?"
"Yes!"
"Miss Bing Yu, we really don't believe your words."
The appearance of the medicinal pill really did get a very bad reaction.
Seeing the look of disbelief in the eyes of many, Wen Yun Zi shook her head helplessly. While Little Spirit and Xing Jun only snorted one word ... "Idiot!"
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