Yu Xian slowly lowered his raised hand.

Zhang Xiaoling's eyes flickered as she gave an apologetic smile to the Old Taoist and announced loudly, "Senior Brother Li bids six thousand spirit stones!"

The Old Taoist turned his head slowly to look at Yu Xian, his expression calm as he said, "Young friend, are you competing with me for this Wood Spiritual Liquid?"

Yu Xian ignored him.