181: Qin Laoliu, the pretentious one.

As Qin Feng held his three Wives, preparing to leave the bustling second floor with satisfaction under the pilgrimage-like gazes of the crowd of Cultivators...

"Se... Senior, please wait!"

From behind, a trembling voice filled with awe rang out.

Qin Feng looked back; it was none other than the Chief Guardian Elder of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower.

At this moment, he was trotting over with a fawning expression, his wrinkled old face piled with a flattering smile.

"Is there something else?" Qin Feng's brow twitched slightly.

"No, no, no! I wouldn't dare disturb Senior!" The Elder waved his hands in fear, then carefully fished out three exquisite tokens from his robes, crafted from purple gold and carved with auspicious cloud patterns.

He offered the tokens with both hands, his waist bent lower than ninety degrees.

"Senior, these are our Ten Thousand Treasures Tower's highest-ranking 'Purple Gold VIP Tokens'."

"Holding this token allows you to enjoy the highest specification of treatment and the lowest discounts at any property of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower."

"In addition..." He paused, lowering his voice even further with a hint of mystery.

"For the grand finale auction at the 'Star-Plucking Pavilion' on the top floor in three days, the best seats will also be reserved for Senior and the three madams."

"I hope Senior can grace us with your presence."

A grand finale auction?

Hearing this, a flicker of interest flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

Besides accompanying his Wives for shopping, his main purpose for coming to the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower was this once-in-a-decade auction.

He wanted to see for himself.

Just what kind of good things this so-called number one grand event of the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland could produce.

"Mm, I understand."

Qin Feng responded indifferently and casually stowed the three tokens away.

Then, ignoring the Elder who still wanted to curry favor, he held his three Wives and walked straight toward the stairs to the third floor.

He wanted to see if there was anything on the upper floors of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower that could catch his eye... For the next hour.

Throughout the entire Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, from the third floor to the eighth floor.

A scene of crazy shopping, akin to a "locust plague," unfolded.

Third floor, Cultivation Technique and Secret Manual area.

"This 'Void Sword Canon' is not bad. Xue'er, you take it."

"This 'Myriad Wood Eternal Spring Art' suits you, Nianming."

"This 'Phantom Sky Fox Transformation'... Mmm, Yaoer, you'll definitely like this one."

"Shopkeeper, wrap these three up."

"Yes! Senior!"

Fourth floor, Medicinal Pill area.

"Nine Revolutions Golden Core? Trash."

"Bodhi Jade Dew? It's alright."

"This bottle of 'Acacia Bliss Pill'... *cough cough*, Yaoer, we'll study this tonight."

"Shopkeeper, except for that Golden Core, I want everything else."

"Yes! Yes! Senior!"

Fifth floor, Materials area.

"Meteoric Iron from Beyond the Heavens? Too brittle."

"Earth Core Fire Copper? Too soft."

"This piece of 'Chaos Raw Stone' looks somewhat interesting."

"Shopkeeper, cut this stone open for me."

"Se... Senior, this... this is stone gambling! One cut can make you poor, another can make you rich..."

"Why the nonsense? Cut!"

"Yes!"

Crack—

With one cut, ten thousand rays of dawn light and a thousand streaks of auspicious colors burst forth!

A fist-sized 'Void Divine Crystal' containing the Law of Space appeared before everyone!

Its value was worth several cities!

The entire floor was petrified once again!

...Sixth floor, seventh floor, eighth floor... Qin Feng was like a tireless, walking human money-printing machine.

Wherever he passed, as long as it caught his eye or the eyes of his three Wives.

No matter how expensive, no matter how rare.

He only had two words.

"Bought it!"

That domineering manner of spending money like water and treating Spirit Stones like dirt.

It left the Cultivators of the entire Ten Thousand Treasures Tower completely numb.

They looked at the "luxury service team" of over a dozen Soul Transformation Stage Elders following behind Qin Feng, specifically responsible for packing and collecting payments.

Only one thought remained in their hearts.

How could the gap between people be so massive?

When Qin Feng contentedly stuffed the last pile of "spoils of war" into his Storage Ring.

He did a rough estimation.

In this single trip, he had spent at least a hundred million Top-Grade Spirit Stones!

From his three billion "private stash," one small hundred million was gone just like that.

"Sigh."

Qin Feng let out a faint sigh in his heart.

The speed of spending money was much faster than earning it.

If the System weren't sleeping, it would definitely give Qin Feng a big slap! You spendthrift!!

"Senior Brother, should we continue going up?"

Lin Yao's arms were already full of various rare treasures whose names she couldn't even call out, her small face overflowing with a happy flush.

"No." Qin Feng shook his head.

"This Ten Thousand Treasures Tower isn't that interesting anymore."

"The things are all too low-grade."

He spoke as calmly as a breeze.

As if those Earth-Grade and Heaven-Grade Magic Treasures that could make even a Tribulation Stage Great Expert fight to the death were just some third-rate trash in his eyes.

Pfft—

The surrounding Cultivators who were still watching almost coughed up blood collectively upon hearing his words.

Big shot!

Aren't you taking this show of superiority a bit too far?!

Are you even going to let us poor bastards live?!

Qin Feng ignored their gazes filled with "resentment."

He took his three Wives, who were equally satisfied with their haul, and turned to head back home...