Ling Qiushui's strategy failed

After asking the question, He Yunting immediately regretted it and wished he could slap himself. Why did he even ask? The silver ticket in his pocket was only worth 25,000 taels!

"You can name your price, but it seems that you won't reach the million taels you mentioned this year," Su Zimo remarked, crossing her arms over her chest. The people on the second floor were more refined than those on the first floor, yet no one on the second floor had ever named a price before.

In the auction house, the bidding for the silver grass had soared to 500,000 taels, but the number of bidders had decreased significantly, only about four or five remained.

"Should we start naming our price?" He Yunting asked, regretting his earlier question.

"Why not? It seems that there won't be a million taels this year," Su Zimo replied, her lips curving into a cold smile. With more people venturing into the Mountain of No Return recently, not only were there contractable magic beasts, but also many valuable medicinal herbs. However, it was more dangerous than the Psychedelic Forest, and there were alternative medicinal herbs to the silver grass. Many people were rushing to explore it, and Su Zimo planned to personally go to the Mountain of No Return after this event to ensure Xin'er's well-being by any means necessary.

"Then I'll name a price," He Yunting swallowed nervously, hoping they would make it out alive.

"Six hundred thousand taels," Su Zimo declared firmly.

Ling Qiushui glared sharply at Su Zimo, a sneer playing at the corner of her mouth. The youngest daughter of the Bright Moon Estate Lord was in poor health, and she was determined to obtain the silver grass. Ling Qiushui couldn't fathom why a woman of unknown origin, accompanied by three unknown children, was receiving such attention from the high-ranking Holy Lord.

"Seven hundred thousand taels," Ling Qiushui quickly raised her bid without hesitation.

Mu Yunhan, who had just entered Mu Yunxuan's room, furrowed his brow upon hearing Ling Qiushui's voice.

"Brother, is this future sister-in-law playing games?" Mu Yunhan asked, puzzled.

"She's here for the silver grass," Mu Yunxuan responded, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of the pale-faced Xin'er.

"Nine hundred thousand taels."

"One million taels."

After He Yunting named his bid of nine hundred taels, Ling Qiushui promptly shouted out one million taels. The blatant competition made it clear to everyone what each party's intentions were, and those who wished to avoid trouble kept silent.

Su Zimo shot a sharp glance at Ling Qiushui. A woman truly seeks revenge! Was the previous incident worth such a hefty price? Why did she think that by raising the bid, she would definitely win?

"What should we do? This woman is intentionally targeting us," He Yunting whispered, trying to regain his composure.

"Since she wants to play, let's play with her," Su Zimo replied calmly. Her voice carried a hint of anger, knowing that Ling Qiushui must have investigated her background and discovered that Xin'er's illness required this particular spirit grass.

"One and a half million taels," He Yunting promptly raised the bid by 500,000 taels, looking at Ling Qiushui with pride.

Ling Qiushui bit her lower lip gently, clenching her hands that rested on her knees. Nervousness crept into her heart, afraid that she would end up like Jun Lintian, but then an idea struck her as she glanced at Jun Zixi and Mu Yunyue.

"Two million taels!" Ling Qiushui shouted without hesitation, casting a proud glance at Su Zimo.

Su Zimo closed her eyes, realizing that today they wouldn't be able to acquire the silver grass at this price. She would have to search for it in the Mountain of No Return. The last silver grass had already been used, and until more than ten days passed, Mo Niang wouldn't be able to return to Haoyue Country.

"Yunting, give it to her," Su Zimo instructed.

"What?" He Yunting looked at Su Zimo in astonishment. Didn't they say the silver was running out? Why give it away? This was Xin'er's life-saving grass!

"To her," Su Zimo repeated, signaling that he should comply. Buying three silver grasses for two million taels was too expensive for her. The past two years had depleted her savings, as she had used them to buy a shop in Haoyue Country and establish the Mingyue Mountain Villa. Moreover, there was a Xuanqi Spirit Grass in Qi'er's possession that could be refined into ten pills, which would sustain Xin'er for another half month. That half month would give her enough time to search for the silver grass in the Mountain of No Return.

"We won't participate any further," He Yunting stated with a composed expression. He didn't want to end up with a blackened reputation today.

"We'll abstain as well," Ling Qiushui muttered, feeling dumbfounded. Her plan had failed. Jun Lintian hadn't expected Su Zimo's intention, evident from the look in her eyes. Unfortunately, he had fallen for her trap.

Meanwhile, Murong Shaofeng, who had been conversing with Murong Xingchen and Mu Yunhan, overheard He Yunting's words and his expression changed slightly. He got up and walked to the window, where he coincidentally caught Mu Yunxuan's gaze.

Ling Qiushui didn't anticipate He Yunting's sudden change of heart. She had thoroughly investigated the matter and even overheard the conversation between the two Mu brothers. She was confident that she could obtain the silver grass, so why did He Yunting suddenly back out?

Ling Qiushui stood up, wearing a smile as she looked at Su Zimo. Dressed in a vibrant red gown, standing among the crowd, Su Zimo exuded captivating beauty.

Some of the men present couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed as they glanced at her.

Ling Qiushui clenched her fist beneath her sleeve, determined not to let Su Zimo have it easy today. Otherwise, she wouldn't be worthy of the name Ling Qiushui.

"Madam, I've heard that your daughter is in poor health and desperately needs this silver grass. Money is just a worldly possession. Are you really willing to give up on this silver grass? I've heard that Yueshan Villa has been thriving in the past two years, so this million taels of silver shouldn't be a big deal for you," Ling Qiushui provocatively remarked.

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