The auction ended, and Lu Xuanji acquired ten female cultivator furnaces, fully loaded and ready to return.
Divine thoughts flickered around, with some cultivators transmitting messages to inform others to ambush and snatch treasures halfway.
Lu Xuanji, however, remained calm as he entered a certain VIP booth.
An Biyu said with a complex expression, "Friend, you're quite generous and wealthy!"
"Money is meant to be spent; would you expect me to be a miser?" Lu Xuanji said indifferently. "I want to use the teleportation array to leave."
"Certainly!" An Biyu said, "You have tracking marks left by some people on you. I'll erase them for you now!"
With a wave of her hand, she wiped away various marks from him.
Lu Xuanji smiled slightly, "You're very generous, friend!"
He had noticed those marks and was curious about An Biyu's choice.
An Biyu's choice satisfied him.
