"Disciple, this old man still remembers. How did you forget? Take out one of the Golden Roc's feathers and it will become the final item to be auctioned."

When Qin Lang had told him about the old man of the Azure Sky Continent, he had said that the old man had fought against the Golden Roc first. Even if the old man had not set his eyes on the items on the Golden Roc, he knew that the old man would definitely leave behind the Golden Roc's most precious inner core, feather, and blood essence.

"May …" Master, can you take that out? Will it expose anything? "

Qin Lang turned his head and asked. He hadn't thought of that thing before. Although his master's reminder had reminded him, it was something from the outside world. Once he took it out and exposed it, he would be in trouble.

"It can't be, you don't have a Golden-Winged Roc. Even if they saw it, they would just treat it as something rich in spirit energy. It can't be that you guys don't have any ancient beasts, right?"

Ye Yangzi was already prepared. The Golden-Winged Peng was originally a demonic beast from the Grand Cloud World. He did not believe that anyone else other than Qin Lang would see it in this remote place.

"There are still some ancient beasts. Master, this item is so precious, wouldn't it be a bit of a loss to sell it? "

As long as he could guarantee that no one had ever seen this Golden-winged Roc before, then he only needed to make up something from the body of an ancient beast. He knew that this thing was precious, but it was a Golden-winged Roc, and any random thing on its body would be considered a treasure in the Sky Star Continent, let alone the most precious feather.

"Disciple, as long as it is a dead object, it will have its value. The value of the thing is not in it itself, but in the extent that you need it. In the cultivation world, the most precious thing is always your own strength, what treasure and what medicine? As long as you can exchange for what you need the most right now, it doesn't matter if you lose out a little.

"Yes, Master. Disciple understands."

Qin Lang listened very attentively to Ye Yangzi's experience. In fact, anyone could understand the things that his teacher had said after listening to it once. However, how much of them could actually be accomplished? People die for money. Is money really not enough? Most of the time, it was probably because of his greed.

Qin Lang opened the storage pouch in his bosom and was about to extend his hand to retrieve the feathers that he had kept for a long time when he felt a sharp mouth.

Chirp ~ ~ "Little Red, who had been sleeping for almost a year, woke up. It flew out of the storage bag and landed on Qin Lang's shoulder. Compared to the last time it woke up, Little Red Feather was much redder and her eyes looked much more lively.

"Little Red! "Why are you awake?"

Qin Lang was overjoyed. His surprised voice transmitted far away and attracted quite a few peculiar gazes. He immediately smiled at the surrounding people in embarrassment and lowered his voice.

The eyes of the surrounding people were filled with envy and surprise. Of course, there were also many dull gazes. Spirit pets were something that many people here could have. It wasn't unusual for a young man to have one, but it was enough for the elders in the family to have one.

And Qin Lang's loud shout also attracted the attention of the crowd that had come to the auction.