The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Yu Qingqian walked to the auction stage, and all the people present, whether they were seated below or in the private room, focused on her.

Seeing Yu Qingqian so calm and indifferent, the white-haired old man was slightly relieved.

In fact, when Yu Qingqian proposed this cooperation request, the organization of the chamber of commerce was also very hesitant, and most of them did not believe that she would be a master tattooist.

But if she refuses, if Yu Qingqian is really a master-level planter, then several major chambers of commerce will be the first to lose a chance to make friends.

In the end, despite differences, all parties decided to agree to Yu Qingqian's attempt.

If she succeeds, not only will the chamber of commerce earn a commission, but she will also be able to make friends with her by the way, and it will also make the atmosphere of the subsequent auction even more exciting, an absolute win-win situation.

If unfortunately Yu Qingqian fails, then the organizer of the chamber of commerce has also figured out a solution. Let a real master tattooist of the chamber of commerce go up and inscribe it once.

They also kept a hand. The white-haired old man only said that he should be inscribed on the spot at the request of a master planter, but he has not yet said that he can pay Lingyu to ask Yu Qingqian to inscribe it.

"It's time to start." Yu Qingqian nodded slightly to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Our chamber of commerce has an elder spirit emperor-level spirit plant who wants to make a plant tattoo. This time, please ask Miss Yu to inscribe it for him."

Soon, a middle-aged man with a gentle face came onto the stage with an expectant smile on his face.

He is a high-level member of the Chamber of Commerce, and one of the people who supported Yu Qingqian's inscription on stage. Although he was not sure, he still showed his expectation. After all, he didn't want to really fail.

Yu Qingqian could guess what these people were thinking, but the chamber of commerce organization boldly gave herself a chance, and she would naturally remember this favor.

"Senior, you should summon Lingzhi." Yu Qingqian's aura is now at the peak of the Lingwang, and the opponent is the Linghuang, so it is correct to call him Senior.

The middle-aged man's heart moved, and a green vine flower appeared on the auction stage.

"This is a spiritual plant of the healing system. I want to engrave a plant pattern that can enhance the healing ability." The middle-aged man knew that Yu Qingqian had a special talent for healing. Decided to fight in person.

It's not that he has any selfish intentions, but that the top executives of the chamber of commerce think that maybe he is the best at healing Yu Qingqian, and that the inscription planting patterns should also be the best at healing spiritual plants. This is a relatively safe temptation.

"Then let's compare the effects before and after treatment." Yu Qing said with a slight smile.

This is what most tattooists will do before engraving their own spiritual plants.

The white-haired old man clapped his hands, and a majestic two-headed lion jumped onto the auction stage. This is a spirit emperor-level monster tamed by a boss of the Chamber of Commerce, and it is used to compare the success of the superposition of healing effects and patterns.

As soon as the spirit king beast came to the stage, it habitually raised its head and let out a roar. The people with the cultivation level of the spirit king below couldn't help feeling tight in their chests, and those with lower cultivation levels even had bloodshot lips.

But Yu Qingqian looked at the two-headed lion with a smile in her eyes as if nothing happened. This kind of reaction made the people present couldn't help but look up to her.

The two-headed master is a spiritual emperor, and his spiritual intelligence is not low. He obeyed his master's order and squatted proudly in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was obviously familiar with the two-headed lion, and patted it on the shoulder, "I scratched you with a wound, so don't call it scary anymore."

Seeing that the two-headed lion breathed out a stream of white air, it was acquiesced.