Chapter: 2499

The maid nodded.

"Medium-grade blood jade? Where did the Xuanwu Auction House get the middle-grade blood jade?"

Meng Shaoyin muttered to himself, when his eyes swept over Mulan Xuanxuan, a lightning bolt flashed in his heart, and he subconsciously said, "Is it Ning Beixuan?"

"It should be him."

Mulan Xuanxuan nodded lightly.

"Impossible, how could he have middle-grade blood jade?"

Meng Shaoyin didn't want to believe this.

"Perhaps, you have a better explanation? He just left from the Xuanwu Auction House, and Wu Feng personally sent him off. Tonight, the Xuanwu Auction House announced that it will auction middle-grade blood jade?"

Mulan Xuanxuan's voice was very cold, and an imperceptible sarcasm flashed across Meng Shaoyin's eyes.

Meng Shaoyin shut his mouth and remained silent, his face so gloomy that he could drip water.

"Miss, if it's really a middle-grade blood jade, why would the Xuanwu Auction House be so anxious to start the auction? I'm afraid there won't be too many people coming at once?"

The maid beside Mulan Xuanxuan said with some doubts.

"Well, at least, I am afraid that the power of the immortal realm will not receive any news. Maybe this is what he wants. You forgot that in three days, the auction of the immortal dragon heart will begin."

Mulan Xuanxuan said lightly.

"Miss Xuanxuan, are you saying that this son is also interested in the Dragon Heart of the Immortal Realm?"

Meng Shaoyin said suddenly.

"Exactly."

Mulan Xuanxuan nodded.

"If so, the appearance of his blood jade will definitely sweep away a fortune. When the enemy is strong and we are weak, wouldn't the immortal dragon heart be in his pocket?"

Meng Shaoyin said in a low voice.

"The ancestors of the three major families here must hear the news and make a move. We have no hope for middle-grade blood jade, but we may not lose to him in the Dragon Heart battle in three days. Mr. Meng, I hope you can put the blood jade on your Lend me all the fetishes."

Mulan Xuanxuan looked at Meng Shaoyin and said.

"It's... alright."

Meng Shaoyin hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

There was a hint of a smile in Mulan Xuanxuan's eyes. Seeing this, Meng Shaoyin felt that a certain string in his heart had been plucked, and a fire seemed to be burning in his dantian.

"Go back to Fangcunzong and pass the news to the suzerain."

Mulan Xuanxuan said to the maid beside her.

"Yes, miss!"

The servant girl nodded and left directly through the air.

"The one who received the news, will come in person, right?"