FRGNM -Chapter 272 The Spendthrift

“Cough…” Staring in shock at the two people ahead, Ling Ruoxi almost swallowed the cup in front of her. Her eyes were wide as saucers, and she swallowed hard. What on earth was happening? A man had come to deliver drinks, and the “special service” target was… Luo Mingyu!

Luo Mingyu’s face darkened. He grabbed the man by his clothes and threw him aside.

The man, however, chuckled lightly. Twirling in the air, he landed gracefully on the ground. Smiling faintly, he set the wine jar on the table. “Since you two won’t even give me a chance, poor me… I’ll just leave alone.”

Whoa…

It was like a thunderclap to the man in green. Holding his medicinal herbs, his eyes nearly popped out, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he stiffly watched the man leave. Then, twisting his neck to glare at the pair, he stammered, “What… what’s going on? What are you two doing? Why is there another man, and why did he leave with such a resentful look? Ruoxi… it can’t be you…”

“That? You’ll have to ask him,” Ling Ruoxi said, gesturing at the man beside her with a helpless shake of her head.

The man in green looked like he’d seen a ghost. Swallowing hard, he stared at Luo Mingyu, his voice trembling. “No way… something this extreme, Mingyu, you…”

“Sit down. Just watch,” Luo Mingyu frowned slightly, though a bit puzzled. Could a man entering like that really receive “special services”?

Ling Ruoxi couldn’t hold it in any longer. She clutched her stomach, laughing as she saw Luo Mingyu’s sour expression. “Mingyu… little Mingyu, next time he comes in, just try to satisfy him. Look, by the end he’s wearing such a frustrated, desperate look. How tragic!”

“Oh? Frustrated?” His sharp brows lifted. The seated man glared at the woman with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Ling Ruoxi quickly waved her hands. “No, no, I misspoke. Come on, just keep watching.”

The three in the room continued to observe the scene below. The man who had closed the door smiled faintly, hands in front of him, muttering, “Unexpected… they found me so quickly. Unlucky for them. Hopefully, they won’t discover me too soon. Heh… fun…”

“Now, for our grand finale: a pill crafted by a master alchemist. Sacred Realm Pill—capable of breaking through Blue level and reaching Purple Sovereign. Extremely rare. Starting bid… one billion!”

The hammer fell. Eyes widened in shock. People stared at the box in front of them, swallowing hard.

The woman on the stage slowly opened the wooden box. A golden light burst forth. The Sacred Realm Pill’s fragrance filled the air, intoxicating all around.

“It’s the Sacred Realm Pill! Oh my… I finally see it!”

“Am I seeing this right? A Sacred Realm Pill capable of breaking Blue level directly into Purple Sovereign!”

“Two billion! I want it!”

“Nonsense! I want it! Three billion!”

“Five billion!”

The price shot up like a rocket. Everyone below scrambled desperately for the pill. The Sacred Realm Pill could directly break the Blue level barrier!

Countless practitioners were stuck at Blue level, unable to break through no matter how hard they trained. This pill could raise one directly to Purple Sovereign. Yet for those not yet at Purple Sovereign, it was useless. These bidders fought only to present it to higher-level Dou Qi masters, securing favor and status.

Meanwhile, the man seated on the second floor could no longer remain calm. His eyes nearly bulged as he stared at the shouting crowd below. A pill worth ten billion had been bid up to one hundred billion!

Ling Ruoxi swallowed hard, struggling to accept the reality.

The man in green calmly organized his herbs, casually returning them to his storage ring. “You think making a Sacred Realm Pill is easy? Without enough spiritual power, even with the herbs, you can’t refine it. This loser… which alchemist refines pills like you? You treat it like candy, a pinch and there are several pills!”

Thinking of Ling Ruoxi refining pills, he felt his heart ache. After her innate body was sealed, she had to learn medicine. But after the Three Talents Array was undone, she studied alchemy, throwing countless rare herbs into her furnace, and—pop!—pills emerged. Only someone this “perverse” could do it. No… not perverse. Pure spendthrift.

Ling Ruoxi teased the man with the sharp brows, smiling. The man in green lowered his head, pretending not to know her, but he was internally devastated. If only he had simply thrown out the herbs and let her refine them herself.

“Fifteen hundred billion!” A lazy, soft laugh erupted. The man in the crowd raised his paddle, eyes fixed on the second floor.

Ling Ruoxi nearly choked, her eyes wide as she grabbed Luo Mingyu’s clothes. “It’s the guy who teased you just now!”

“Tease? What teasing?” The man in green frowned, following her gaze, stunned. Wait—that guy… wasn’t he just delivering drinks? How had he become the auctioneer so quickly?!

“Bidding?” Luo Mingyu raised an eyebrow. There were usually such people in trading halls, but this bid… it was insane! Even outside, a Sacred Realm Pill only fetched 90 billion. How high had this been inflated?

The woman on stage smiled faintly, surveying the crowd. “One thousand five hundred billion, first call. One thousand five hundred billion, second call. One thousand five hundred billion, third call. Alright, this Sacred Realm Pill belongs to this gentleman.”

“Cough, cough!” Ling Ruoxi pounded her chest, eyes wide in shock.

The seated man slowly rose, walking forward. He swiped his gold card, confirming the purchase, and grabbed the Sacred Realm Pill. Such a sweet-looking pill… almost edible.

He waved the pill, smiling. “Thank you. This pill is mine.”

But as he moved, the pill slipped from his hand and rolled forward. His face darkened as he stomped on it.

Crack! The pill shattered underfoot. Below, countless hearts broke.

What kind of spendthrift buys a fifteen-hundred-billion pill just to crush it underfoot?! A ruined Sacred Realm Pill meant all its effects were gone—essentially worthless. Fifteen hundred billion… gone.

Ling Ruoxi’s lips twitched in disbelief. Was this man acting or genuinely innocent?

“Uh… sorry, my foot slipped. Can I get a replacement?” The man looked helpless, picking up the shards of the pill.

The woman on stage had never seen such an idiot. Her lips twitched, and she coughed. “Sir, the pill is yours. You crushed it yourself, so you bear the consequences.”

“Really? But this is really important to me.” He shrugged helplessly, gazing at the second floor.

Ling Ruoxi thought, well, she had plenty more Sacred Realm Pills. Tossing one more wasn’t a big deal. She raised her right hand, sending a white jade bottle downward. “Here, your Sacred Realm Pill.”

Pfft! The crowd below nearly spat blood in shock. Over a thousand billion gold-worth pill… casually tossed?!

The man reached out, smiling faintly, but the bottle slipped past his hands. Would it shatter again? The crowd gasped—this was what “spendthrift” meant! A trillion-plus pill destroyed underfoot, another tossed randomly… a true prodigal son.

Yet the jade bottle trembled. Purple Dou Qi surged, lifting the bottle in midair. It couldn’t fall.

The man laughed with delight, catching the floating bottle, nodding to the woman above. He quickly opened it, inhaled the fragrance, and poured the pills into his mouth.

Crunch! Like candy, he swallowed the Sacred Realm Pill in two or three bites, then looked innocently at the second floor, licking his lips. “Not as tasty as I imagined. Flavor is good, but… lacking a bit.”

Pfft! Others nearly vomited blood. Spending so much money for a pill… to eat it like candy? This spendthrift kid made people want to cry and laugh at the same time!