"That's right, do you think you have an advantage if you have some good looks? Alchemists are not as stupid as Xue Qing." Xue Lin echoed from the side.

Hei Fengtian's eyes flashed with anger, and his whole demeanor changed, "You two!"

"Tian Zong, don't pay attention to them." Ye Yuxi said softly, if she cares about this kind of person, Ye Yuxi will feel that she is worthless.

"Hmph, do you dare to be so arrogant at the late ninth stage?" Xue Jian's tone turned cold, and he let go of his aura a little, instantly overshadowing Tian Zong's aura.

Half-step Huang Ling?

Ye Yuxi's pupils contracted slightly, unexpectedly, Xue Jian's talent is good, but it's a pity that his temperament...

Ye Yuxi shook her head in her heart. If Xue Jian was more open-minded, he would have been promoted to Huang Ling long ago.

The fluctuation of Xue Jian's spiritual power has attracted the attention of many people.

People from other first-class forces around him tried to persuade them, "Xue family boy, carefully observe the master's refining medicine, this is the trade union, not the restaurants outside."

Although Xue Jian was narrow-minded, he could still tell the occasion clearly, withdrew his momentum, snorted coldly at Ye Yuxi and the others, and turned his gaze to the stage.

As the refining came to an end, the discussions among the people around gradually increased.

Most of the discussion was about who would win between the two on stage. After all, except for a few alchemists such as Ye Yuxi and Yi Hao who could see the way, most of the others came to watch the excitement.

For these forces, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, what matters is who will recruit this young fifth-grade pharmacist after a while.

Ye Yuxi listened to everyone's discussion, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

Before coming in, Ye Yuxi wanted to make a fuss here, but Shan Zicheng is here today, saving Ye Yuxi a lot of trouble, and some plans have to be changed.

...

On Ye Yuxi's side, she felt complacent, but the others were frowning.

Zheng's old house.

Zheng Borong, grandson and grandson were sitting in the living room, each with sad faces.

There are also a few elders of the clan beside them. It can be seen that their spiritual power fluctuation cultivation base is at the peak of the ninth rank, around the early stage of Huang Ling, and their strength is quite good.

"Old patriarch, why don't some of us old bones go there in person, the auction will start tomorrow, and now..." an elder of the Zheng family said.

"That's right, let's go in person to show our sincerity. Those forces that we had good relationships with before wouldn't give up this bit of face." Another person seconded.

Zheng Borong sighed, and waved his hands at several elders, "There is still half a day left, wait a little longer, you guys go to rest first."

Several elders shook their heads and sighed, and left the living room helplessly.

Snapped!

The fat man patted one on the tea table, "Those forces are too much! We used to help a lot when they begged the Zheng family, but now we let them come to participate in an auction, a bunch of ungrateful things."

"Father, let me go there in the afternoon and personally invite you as the head of the Zheng family. Those people should not reject me face to face. We promised Miss Ye that if those people really don't come, we will invite you to Miss Ye." It's hard to explain." Zheng Tianhe said in a low voice.

Zheng Borong sighed, with a wry smile on his face: "Don't you two still understand? It's not that they didn't come, but someone greeted them, and they also said it when the tribe reported it just now, and they didn't even look at it." The invitation was directly rejected, this is the Zhao family suppressing us, even if you go in person, they will only stay behind closed doors under the pressure of the Zhao family, it may be difficult to expect this auction to restore the reputation of the Zheng family."