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Chapter 6579

What is my identity?

What I like, are you worthy of competing with me?

This is the truest thought of the young man in white.

If someone snatches him from what he values, it will naturally be a provocation to him.

When the young man in white thought of this, he walked straight to the door of the private room, sneered and spoke loudly.

"Some little kids overestimate their abilities and dare to compete with me. Now I will tell you with facts. If you fight with me, you are worthy of it?"

At the monks at the entire auction, the young man shouted loudly, and the voices instantly spread throughout the hall.

The hall was quiet for a moment, and then an uproar broke out again.

Many monks were stunned, then frowned and showed displeasure.

Although this young man seemed to be talking to Qin Cheng, his words were really uncomfortable and a little too arrogant.

Everyone is competing for treasures at auction. It would be fine if the price is higher. Both sides are interested in an item. Can't you bid because you are optimistic?

Moreover, the young man's emotional intelligence was too low when he spoke. It was not just Qin Cheng who auctioned this water spirit energy.

Although the young man in white seemed to be provoking Qin Cheng, as long as he had photographed this water spirit, he would feel like he was ridiculing him.

"This fellow Taoist is a bit too biased. So what if I compete with you? Can't we buy what you want at auction?"

Sure enough, in a private room not far away, an old man couldn't help but responded.

"Haha, then you can continue to do it. See if you can fight against me or not. You are poorer than a monk. You are sitting in the box at the end and you are talking a lot."

The young man in white didn't care whether the old man was kindly persuading him, and went back to mock him.

"you!"

These words immediately made the old man's chest flutter.

To be honest, the old man really didn't mean to sarcastically the other party, but just advised the young man not to be so arrogant, but he was ridiculed and his whole body shivered.

And this statement caused even more dissatisfaction among the monks.

"This fellow Taoist in the box, it's better not to be too arrogant."

"Yes, forgive others if you have to. Besides, the auction rules are like this, so why mock others?"

"I think the spirit stones left by some families are amazing? Humph, in my opinion, they are just waste."

"Haha, if you are unhappy with me, even if you can bid, you don't even have the confidence to bid. I think you are a group of vague people who don't have courage."

Faced with everyone's response, the young man in white didn't care at all, and the sarcastic expression on his face became increasingly strong.

He was not a hasty person, and he was invited to the auction of the Shadow Palace. There were no cultivators from major power coming to the public for the several private rooms next to him.

So in the eyes of the young man in white, no one among the monks present was of the same level as himself.

Since they are all lowly monks, why do he have any need to leave any face and dignity for these ordinary monks?

"Tell you, this is the financial resources of us, the top forces in Jiuzhou. You will never be able to match them. You can only be crushed and then look up to us."

"You are simply too bullying."

"Where did the crazy kid come from?"

Many monks were very angry at the auction, but no matter what they said, the young man in white said that you would continue to shoot if you have the courage, but they had to stop and hold back their breath and couldn't breathe out.

There is no way, the price of water spirit energy is too high now, and people know if this young man in white really needs it.


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