Chapter 167: Saint-tier Ring

Song Yan: "……"

Lu Xiangxiang beside her saw Cang Li still looking crazy, and a look of disgust appeared in her eyes.

Zong Yu'er looked at the book in her hands and asked curiously, "What do you want to auction?"

"Let's see what's there." Ao Su opened the book, which had many ink paintings, with several lines of small text beside each picture.

Yuan Yao also carefully flipped through the book.

Most of the auction items listed were spirit pills, precious medicines, ranked magical artifacts, and heavenly-earthly spiritual materials.

She felt a bit disappointed.

Because she had already seen almost everything listed in the book.

Even she herself possessed items of higher rank and quality than these.

"What's wrong?" Ying Wuji, noticing her low spirits, couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing that, Yuan Yao opened the book, pointed at the auction items, and said softly, "I'm not interested in these things."

The pink-white-haired boy sitting beside her glanced at her lightly and said, "You're just used to good stuff, so you're not interested in these, right?"

Yuan Yao: "……" That's also true.

Although she never left the sect, whenever her master and senior brothers and sisters had something good, they would bring it to her.

So, she truly had many good things on her person.

If she took the good things from her storage space out to auction, it would be enough to hold three auctions!

No, five auctions!

"Here, this is for you." Ying Wuji took out something, pulled Yuan Yao's hand over, and placed that silver storage ring onto her palm, which was white with a hint of red.

"This is……"

Yuan Yao picked it up and looked at it, but found the appearance of this storage ring extremely ordinary.

"Put it on." Ying Wuji said.

Yuan Yao let out an "oh" and slipped the ring onto her left index finger.

Ying Wuji said softly, "Drop blood, make the contract."

Yuan Yao did as instructed.

After completing the contract, she extended her divine sense into the silver ring's storage space and found the space to be immensely large!

She looked at Ying Wuji with a surprised and delighted expression.

Meanwhile, Xue Jin, standing nearby, saw that the silver ring originally on Yuan Yao's left index finger had disappeared.

Xue Jin's eyebrows twitched slightly.

This is a Saint-tier container.

The space is not only hundreds of times larger than an ordinary storage ring, but it can also be concealed so that no one can detect it.

As long as one is not a Spirit Transformation Realm expert, they absolutely cannot tell that Yao Yao is wearing a storage ring on her finger.

"Shh." Ying Wuji raised his finger to his lips.

Yuan Yao immediately acted as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Lu Xiangxiang, sitting on the other side, sensed that Ying Wuji, Yuan Yao, and Xue Jin seemed to be discussing something.

She also couldn't see the specific movements of those three, because Ying Wuji turned sideways, his back to her, blocking Yuan Yao's actions.

Lu Xiangxiang always felt a bit uneasy in her heart.

There was still more than half an hour before the auction began.

Yuan Yao sent a mental message to Ying Wuji: "Youngest Senior Brother, what rank is this storage ring?"

Ying Wuji replied: "Saint-tier."

Although Yuan Yao had already guessed, she still couldn't help but feel startled: "Do you still have another Saint-tier storage ring?"

Ying Wuji: "Gone. Do you think Saint-tier rings are like cabbage?"

Yuan Yao took his hand, felt his long, distinct knuckles, and found no sign of a ring.

She lifted her head, stared at him, and sent a mental message: "You only have one Saint-tier ring; how did you give it to me?"

"I'll give it to you first; I'll have another later." Ying Wuji said casually.

Yuan Yao wondered: "Then why not give it to me later?"

Upon hearing that, Ying Wuji lowered his eyelashes slightly, hiding the gloom in his eyes.

Ying Wuji withdrew his hand, then picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, took a light sip, and said nonchalantly.

"Because I want to give it to you now."

After saying that, he slightly lifted the corners of his eyes, glanced at her with a rather helpless look, and said, "What's with all these reasons?"

"Then thank you, Youngest Senior Brother!" Yuan Yao laughed.

"I really like it."

Ying Wuji gave a soft "en."

"What are you talking about?" At that moment, Cang Li walked over, casually picked up the book on the table, flipped through a few pages, then closed it.

"I want to consign some pills for auction." Cang Li curled his lips into a smile, "Who wants to go with me?"

Ying Wuji and Xue Jin showed no reaction, while Yuan Yao stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

"Alright, let's go." Cang Li slightly raised his chin.

Yuan Yao deliberately said, "Third Senior Brother, will you share the spirit stones you earn with me?"

"Impossible!" Cang Li said, "Yuan Yao, don't forget you still owe me eighty-eight thousand eight hundred eighty-eight spirit stones. Since you're willing to go with me to consign items this time, I'll reluctantly deduct eight spirit stones from your debt."

Yuan Yao's mouth twitched slightly, "Third Senior Brother, you're being way too stingy."

Cang Li clasped his hands together, slowly shook his head, and said solemnly, "That's wrong. I'm not being stingy; I'm being frugal."

Yuan Yao was speechless.

"Let's go." Cang Li said.

After greeting the senior brothers and sisters in the private room, Yuan Yao stepped forward to follow Cang Li.

After leaving the private room, a servant approached them, respectfully asking about the situation.

Upon learning that Cang Li wanted to consign medicinal pills for auction, the servant guided them to the appraisal room downstairs.

Moments later, inside the appraisal room.

"Young friend, although this pill is only fourth-grade, its purity is extremely high, enough to reach top-grade pill quality!" the white-haired old man said, carefully holding one of the pills and exclaiming as he examined it.

The white-haired old man's eyes lit up as he stared at the masked youth before him, "How many do you have? You can consign them all at our Seven Spirits Pavilion! Rest assured, the final auction price for these pills will be split twenty‑eight: you take eight, we take two."

Upon hearing this, Cang Li feigned profundity and said, "A nineteen split: you take one, I take nine. If you agree, I'll consign them."

The white-haired old man's smile faded, revealing a troubled expression. "Young friend, this will put me in a difficult spot."

"In that case, I won't put you in a difficult spot."

As he spoke, Cang Li reached out to retrieve his pill, but the white-haired old man lunged forward and grabbed it, protecting that pill.

"Fine, a nineteen split it is! Bring out however many pills you have on you!" the white-haired old man readily agreed.

Cang Li let out a strained hiss.

"Young friend, you wouldn't change your mind, would you?" the white-haired old man said anxiously. Although fourth-grade pills are not considered high-grade or rare in their Seven Spirits Pavilion, this auction is specifically held for young disciples of the various sects, so pills of third- and fourth-grade are the easiest to sell.

On one hand they need pills of this grade; on the other hand they can afford the auction price.

Seeing her third senior brother's appearance, Yuan Yao couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth.

Cang Li let out a light sigh. "Since you, Seven Spirits Pavilion, are being so sincere in your dealings with me, how could I not give you face? Then it's a nineteen split."

"I have thirty fourth-grade Spirit-Healing Pills, ten fourth-grade Detox Pills, ten fourth-grade Breakthrough Pills, ten fourth-grade Disguise Pills, and ten Soul-Supplementing Pills. Please, senior, help me consign them." Cang Li took out each pill in turn, then gave the white-haired old man a faint smile.

"Good!" the white-haired old man's eyes lit up as he heartily laughed in agreement.