Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Customer, what orders do you have?" The waiter asked.    

Qin Ming took out a low grade Spirit Stone from his pocket and handed it over to the waiter, "I am interested in this Purple Cloud Auction House. Tell me about it."    

"Alright!" The waiter took the Spirit Stone happily and said, "Speaking of this Purple Cloud Auction House, it is the biggest auction house in Chen Yang City.    

It's the territory of the Qu Family in the Chen Yang City. Do you know about the Qu Family? It is one of the three biggest auction houses in the Chen Yang City. No... one of the two big families, they have tremendous power."    

Qin Ming nodded his head. He still remembered that the Qu Family was the one who had sealed the path from the Liu City to the Chen Yang City. However, the matter had already been resolved.    

That was true. There was a Martial Spirit roaming around the area. No family would be afraid of offending it, and it even blocked the way. If they offended a powerful Martial Spirit warrior, the Sima Family would be a good example.    

The waiter continued, "Tonight is the most grand ceremony of the Purple Cloud Auction House. Many good things will be auctioned tonight.    

Treasures that are rarely seen are usually sparsely sold tonight. Therefore, if you have the ability, you can go and have a look. You won't regret it. "    

"Okay, I got it. Go and do your work!" Qin Ming handed over another low grade Spirit Stone and said.    

"Thank you, sir." The waiter received the Spirit Stone excitedly, bowed and left.    

While drinking tea, Qin Ming became somewhat interested in tonight's auction.    

Very quickly, the night had covered the entire Chen Yang City. The streets and alleys were bustling with people, it was very lively.    

Especially the Purple Cloud Auction House, where Martial Cultivator guards were everywhere.    

Qin Ming walked to the front door of the auction house and strode in.    

A Martial Cultivator dressed in grey stopped Qin Ming and said:    

"Martial Master strength, one Mid Grade Spirit Stone, one person."    

Jue Wuya took a step forward. The Spiritual Energy in his hand gathered together, and it seemed as if it was going to pierce through his body.    

"Sir, please!" The expression of the Martial Cultivator in the grey clothes changed, and it said respectfully.    

Qin Ming, Qin Qing, and Jue Wuya strode in.    

A maid walked out from the side and bowed. "Master, we have prepared a private room for you. The room above has a wider view."    

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Lead the way."    

"Yes, sir!"    

Qin Ming followed the maid to the private room upstairs.    

"This is the place where the price is called. As long as you get close to this place and speak, you will be able to hear it clearly from the outside."    

The maid pointed at a stone-like item and said to Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming looked at the stone and immediately knew how it was done.    

It turned out that the entire auction hall had been set up with a formation. It was because of the power of the formation that the sound was transmitted out.    

"If you have any instructions, just call me. I won't disturb you anymore, sir." The maid said respectfully.    

Qin Ming waved his hand and let the maid leave. He picked up the fruit on the table and took a bite.    

Looking at the crowd below, Qin Ming smiled and said: "Today's auction will probably gather all the powerful Martial Cultivator in Chen Yang City."    

Jue Wuya also said with a smile. "Indeed, it seems that today's auction will be interesting."    

Qin Qing did not feel anything. She only knew that the fruits here were very delicious and there was a lively atmosphere to watch.    

After waiting for a while, the Martial Cultivator below suddenly became quiet. A charming looking woman walked onto the auction stage and said with a smile:    

"The auction will now begin. All guests present, thank you for your support today.    

I believe that our Purple Cloud Auction House won't let you down. "    

"Let's begin quickly! It was not a verbal argument whether they were disappointed or not. It depends on what you can come up with."    

Many Martial Cultivator jeered.