For example, Feng Xingying has already met the masters of the Divine Pill Pavilion, Qian Gufeng, and the masters of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, as well as the master of the Jade Talisman Sect, the master of the Divine Beast Hall, and even the kings of several surrounding star regions that she does not know. Even the Blood Emperor and Blood Queen came together.
It seems that no one in this huge Northern Territory can refine the nine-star magic medicine, otherwise a single pill would not attract so much attention.
Because Feng Xingying received special care from Mr. Xun, he was given a special position in the front row of the auction house. As long as he mobilized his mind, he could use his spiritual consciousness to "see" the actions and words of everyone behind him at any time, just like watching a movie.
People sitting in the back can't "see" those in front. It's not that they don't have strong consciousness, it's just that the auction house has set up differential protection.
"Master, there is a man in a cloak on the left side of the third row, his eyes have been on you." The tree man who was playing quietly with Chao Yun suddenly reminded Feng Xingying in a low voice.
The corners of Feng Xingying's lips curled up slightly. This little tree man was a bit interesting. His senses were so strong. It was probably only Feng Xingying himself who felt it.
Even Ye Xiaonian, who has always been sensitive, couldn't help asking: "Why don't I feel it? Which one are you talking about? There are so many people on the left wearing hidden star cloaks. It's so boring. They all look exactly the same. Ah."
"Don't worry, he is focused on the magic medicine, not me." Feng Xingying calmed Ye Xiaonian's emotions to prevent her from continuing to struggle.
Ye Xiaonian couldn't help but nod: "Yes, everyone is paying attention to our Mr. Wei now."
The auction on the stage was conducted enthusiastically.
Yuchikun didn't give much introduction. He just introduced the name, grade and medicinal properties of the elixir, and emphasized one sentence:
"This magical elixir came from the hands of Feng Xingying, the dean of the Southern Territory Lingshu Academy and the nine-star peak alchemist."
Such a simple introduction made Feng Tianyi's face not look good.
It is said that the Blood Emperor personally told the auction house that he wanted to add the titles of Blood Emperor's daughter and Shadow Princess before Feng Xingying's name.
As a result, the auction house didn't say this.
Although it is just a simple sentence, the impact is very different.
If it is said, it will be confirmed, and it will also facilitate the Blood Emperor to further use Feng Xingying's name to build momentum, giving people the feeling that as long as they rely on him, they will have no worries about the magic medicine.
But now that the auction house doesn't say anything, it means they don't acknowledge their relationship. The opinions of Princess Ying, a nine-star top alchemist, have nothing to do with him, Feng Tianyi.
Feng Tianyi felt quite depressed when he thought about it. She was obviously his biological daughter, but it was not convenient to recognize her before. Now that she can recognize her, no one believed her anymore. It seemed like he was trying to outdo that daughter. He felt really unhappy.
The Blood Emperor's emotions could only be digested by himself, but they were not enough to affect the entire auction.
People at the auction house have long been dazzled by the word "miracle medicine" and its effects, and they just want to take photos of it at all costs.
Mr. Xun was sitting next to Feng Xingying, his face flushed a little, and he mocked himself and said to Feng Xingying:
"I have never hosted an auction of such a large amount. Fortunately, it was my great-grandfather who stepped in, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself."
"Just get used to it." Feng Xingying smiled calmly.
If it were Miao Qingchi, he might have thought that Wei Cheng was ignorant, and ignorant people are fearless, so he would have let him go with just one sentence.
But Mr. Xun was smarter than him. From these four short words, Mr. Xun seemed to have captured something.
Used to it
In other words, is there a next time, a next time