"As far as I know, as long as one has the power of a Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator, they can control the curse."
Yang Qingxuan immediately understood. If a One Star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator was accompanied by five Ten Star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivators, they would be invincible.
The man's eyes narrowed as he suddenly said, "I also have an Ancestor Spirit, but it's dead, and its bloodline is weak."
The masked man said, "Let me have a look."
The man flicked his finger lightly, and a ray of light shot into the void. The light then spread out, and a corpse appeared. The corpse was wrapped up in a ball, and it was pitch black. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a bird, but it was not exactly a bird.
The masked man said, "So it's a Dragon Crow, and it's the lowest type of Dragon Crow, flat beak. I won't trade."
The man said, "This Dragon Crow and the other things I said before."
The masked man pondered for a moment and said, "Then wait. If no one else can take out something that satisfies me, I'll trade it with you."
The man said contemptuously, "Don't worry, no one will offer a higher price than me. After all, this thing of yours is not that valuable."
Yang Qingxuan asked in a low voice, "What's an Ancestor Spirit? I seem to have seen it somewhere before, but I can't remember it at the moment. "
Yuan Xiang said, "It's the first batch of creatures that appeared when the world was born, and they have the highest bloodline power. However, it's almost impossible to see a real Ancestor Spirit. Those that can be seen now are all descendants that are relatively close to the Ancestor Spirit. "
Only then did Yang Qingxuan remember that there were people who collected the blood of Ancestor Spirits before.
The masked man said, "The real Ancestor Spirits are born from the Great Dao, and they contain the Dao. They roam the universe, travel through planes, and are free. Very few people know about them. Other than those big races on the Hundred Races Register, ordinary races don't dare to come in contact with the real Ancestor Spirits. "
Yang Qingxuan understood. These were the PDD versions of Ancestor Spirits, but no matter what, they were still related to the Ancestor Spirits.
At this time, two more people stood up to bid, but the masked man was not satisfied.
One of them also took out a lump of rotten meat, which was said to be from the body of an Ancestor Spirit. The masked man ridiculed him, and he retreated in anger.
Suddenly, one of them said, "I have something, but I don't know if it's an ancestral spirit. Would you like to examine it?"
The eyes of the masked man narrowed. He stared at the man and snorted, "You don't know anything. Are you wasting my time by picking up a random corpse?"
That person was Yang Qingxuan. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it."
The masked man's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Show me."
Only then did Yang Qingxuan take out an object and enlarge it in the void. It was also the corpse of an animal. It was covered in fine fur and had extremely obvious large antlers. It was like a forest.
The masked man's expression changed slightly, and his eyes widened.
The person who took out the Dragon Crow was also surprised. "God's Hou?" Then, he wondered, "It's not a God's Husk. It should be a direct descendant of a God's Husk. I don't know what it was born from."
The masked man stared blankly for a while, and then immediately said, "Okay, let's exchange it for this!"
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. He didn't expect it to work. He had obtained this elk from the Merpeople. It was the guardian spirit of the Merpeople's Holy Land. It had died in a bloody battle with Yass, and Yang Qingxuan had kept it. He didn't expect it to be valuable.
Since it was valuable, he naturally couldn't sell it for cheap.
Yang Qingxuan smiled. "This elk of mine has the cultivation of a half-step Supremacy. Not to mention whether it's an Ancestor Spirit or not, just this cultivation realm alone is worth a lot. Would you like to increase the price?"
The masked man snorted. "I don't care what realm it is. If it's dead, it's dead. It's just an object."
Yang Qingxuan shook his head. "These words are really unpleasant to hear. There's an ancient saying that the dead are respected. I hope you can give my elk some respect. Otherwise, I won't sell it."
The masked man was stunned. "Are you crazy?"
Then he saw Yang Qingxuan's murderous gaze. He was afraid of angering the other party, so he immediately coughed twice and said, "I naturally respect this elk, but it's worth it to exchange it for five ten-star slaves."
Yang Qingxuan said, "It's only worth what you think. In my heart, this elk is worth at least ten."
The masked man frowned. "So much nonsense. Are you going to exchange it or not?"
Yang Qingxuan said slowly, "If the price is right, then I'll exchange it." He could sense the man's mood. He seemed to like this elk very much. Those slightly anxious emotions, as well as the surprise and joy in the man's eyes when the elk appeared, were all captured by Yang Qingxuan.
The masked man said in a deep voice, "I said, this thing is only worth five of my slaves. The price is the same. Any more and it's not right."
Yang Qingxuan said, "Then I won't exchange it."
The masked man had the heart to kill. He said coldly, "Then what do you want?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Add one more five-star treasure fruit, and I'll exchange it."
The masked man said angrily, "Do you think I'm a pig head three?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Then I won't exchange it."
The masked man said angrily, "Add one more four-star treasure fruit!"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Add five more, just one for every slave."
The masked man was a little dizzy. If it wasn't for everyone's attention, he was afraid that he would have rushed over to kill. He pointed at Yang Qingxuan and said coldly, "Why don't we have a life and death battle? If you win, you can take everything from me, otherwise …"
Yang Qingxuan interrupted, "I won't exchange it."
The masked man fainted. "Don't go too far. Adding two is the limit. Otherwise, you know the consequences!"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Master Fei Bo, he seems to be threatening me."
Fei Bo coughed twice, turned around and warned, "Friend, please watch your words!"
The masked man's shoulders were trembling. He was afraid that he was going to explode. He stretched out three fingers. "Three!"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Four, no less."
The masked man said, "Deal! But I don't have four four-star treasure fruits. You can choose something of similar value! "
He couldn't be bothered to say anything else. With a wave of his hand, a sea of star-like radiance appeared.
The sky above the auction venue suddenly became dark. All of these items were wrapped in a layer of yellow radiance. They were rotating like a nebula. Every ball of yellow radiance emitted a breathtaking aura.
The masked man pointed with his finger, and three balls of light flew towards Yang Qingxuan. They were three jade boxes.
Yang Qingxuan took them one by one. After checking, he was ecstatic. They were indeed four-star treasure fruits.
He kept them with slight excitement. He didn't expect that elk to be so valuable. He almost took it out and ate it a few days ago. Luckily, he restrained himself.
Soon after, Yang Qingxuan began to explore these nebulas.
He didn't know where this masked man came from, but his identity and cultivation were probably extremely powerful. The richness of these treasures was even above that of the Six Fiends Race's great elder.
He couldn't see many things clearly, but when he sensed them carefully, he could immediately sense the quality of the items.
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