"This stone isn't bad. Look at the patterns. Those are horizontal patterns. I'm certain that there's an Enchanted Vessel in this stone. I've analyzed it before, and most of the vertical patterns are medicinal herbs. Only the horizontal patterns will contain Enchanted Vessels!"
"The light shining from this Crimson Stone is the strongest. Based on my years of experience, there's a seven-tenths chance that this stone isn't empty!"
As Su Ming walked past them, sounds of discussions reached his ears. Su Ming's gaze continuously swept past the Crimson Stones. He moved forward and got closer to them, but even after he walked past a hundred something Crimson Stones, he did not smell any medicinal fragrance. The small black humanoid in his storage bag also did not show any signs of change.
Su Ming's expression was calm as he continued walking forward. As time passed by and he walked past five hundred something Crimson Stones, he still did not smell any medicinal fragrance. The small black humanoid remained the same.
'Could it be that the small black humanoid can only detect Dragon Leaf Grass?' Su Ming frowned. Once he walked past another hundred something Crimson Stones, his footsteps suddenly came to a halt. He might not have smelled any medicinal fragrance, but the small black humanoid in his storage bag had started trembling viciously.
As it trembled, a picture started flashing rapidly at the center of the small humanoid's brows.
Su Ming's gaze focused on a Crimson Stone that was taller than a person. Besides its size, that stone was no different from the other Crimson Stones. However, as Su Ming got closer and stood beside that Crimson Stone, the small black humanoid in his storage bag started trembling even more furiously. Soon after, the flashing picture finally manifested at the center of the small humanoid's brows.
It was a black flower. It only had three petals, and there was a ferocious ghost's face on each petal. However, the three petals had already withered, but there was still a hint of life force at the root of the flower.
A barely noticeable glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he memorized the stone's number — 697.
Without batting an eyelid, he did not stay for too long beside that Crimson Stone. He moved to the next one, and when he finished looking through all one thousand stones, a wry smile appeared on his lips under the mask.
"It seems that the pitch-black dwarf is only sensitive to medicinal plants. Otherwise, why would the three pieces of the one thousand stones that made it so excited be all medicinal plants?
'But that's good too. One of the three stones has a purple poisonous wasp on it …' Su Ming's gaze focused on the stone numbered 949. That stone was not big. It was only the size of half a person. The herb inside had already withered and turned into stone, but Su Ming saw a purple poisonous wasp at its stamen!
The wasp seemed to be in a deep slumber, not moving at all. However, even though the life force within its body was weak, as long as there was a trace of life force, it meant that it wasn't dead!
Once Su Ming returned from midair, he waited for a while longer, and more people returned one after another. All of them had their own thoughts in their heads as they looked at the Crimson Stones in the sky.
"Time's up. Everyone, please step back. We will first auction off the 100 Crimson Stones, and once we are done cutting them, we will start the auction!" After some time, the indistinct old man from the God of Shamans Temple who was sitting cross-legged in one of the halls spoke slowly. His voice was like thunder that reverberated in the air and shook the air, causing the expressions of the people who were still surrounding the Crimson Stones to change. They moved back reluctantly and returned to the ground.
"Crimson Stone No.1. Based on its size, the starting bid is 100,000 Shaman Crystals. Each bid must not be lower than 20,000. Begin!" the indistinct old man said calmly.
The Crimson Stones floated in the sky, and all the people who had examined them before were already incredibly familiar with the numbers of these Crimson Stones.
Crimson Stone No.1 was a huge stone that was thirty feet tall. There was nothing special about it on the surface, but there was something slightly different about it. The patterns on its surface were horizontal, not vertical.
"120,000!" Once the old man finished speaking, someone in the crowd immediately shouted out. Even if there were a large number of people who came to participate in the treasure gambling event organized by the God of Shamans Temple, there were rarely anyone who would place a bid carelessly, because if they could not actually buy the item, then it would be the same as them toying with the God of Shamans Temple and all the Shamans in the area. This sort of person would not be able to leave the World of Nine Yin alive!
"180,000!"
"260,000!"
"320,000!"
"400,000!" The sounds of people placing their bids rose and fell. Clearly, there were quite a number of people who had noticed that this Crimson Stone was different from the others. Su Ming sat there and looked at Crimson Stone No.1. He only knew that there should not be any herbs in there, but whether there were truly other items inside was something he could only guess.
"This is a horizontal pattern. Horizontal patterns are rare, and I remember that the last few times they appeared, most of them contained items inside …" Nan Gong Hen mumbled, and a glint appeared in his eyes.
"500,000!" Once he shouted out that price, Su Ming smiled wryly and shook his head. He only had a little more than 100,000 Shaman Crystals on him at the moment. Compared to these people, he was truly lacking in money.
However, since he had chosen to come here, he had naturally made some preparations. To prevent himself from running out of Shaman Crystals during this auction, he could use items to exchange for Shaman Crystals. Besides, the God of Shamans Temple was not the only one who would buy them. There were quite a number of big families who would also take the chance to buy them.
When Nan Gong Hen shouted out his bid of 500,000, even though there were still buzzing sounds of discussion in the area, no one continued bidding. The old man sitting on the roof of the hall in the sky cast a glance at Nan Gong Hen. He did not announce the owner of the Crimson Stone No.2. Instead, he slowly opened his mouth and started the auction for Crimson Stone No.2.
This surprised Su Ming. He had attended the auction held by Western Sea Clan outside Freezing Sky Clan before. In terms of extravagance, Western Sea Clan's auction was incredibly dazzling, but compared to the auction held by the Shamans, the auction held here was much more straightforward, and it was also much larger!
In fact, their attitudes were completely different. Western Sea Clan's auction would usually have many people introducing their items to them, and their main goal was to entice the people, but the Shamans were clearly not interested in buying it.
Yet the more they did this, the better the effect became. In fact, Su Ming could even feel that most of the Shamans around him were fighting over the Crimson Stones …
However, when he remembered Wu Duo's words, it was clear that the God of Shamans Temple had been forced into a corner, which was why the treasure gambling event was held.
The auction passed by very quickly. Besides Nan Gong Hen's 500,000, most of the Crimson Stones numbered to the top 100 could be bought for a few hundred thousand or a few hundred thousand.
Once the first 100 Crimson Stones were auctioned off, what caught Su Ming's attention was the act of cutting them. He wanted to see just how these people would cut open their Crimson Stones.
Nan Gong Hen flew up nervously, and together with the other ninety-nine people, they flew to the side of the Enchanted light rings in midair. The Crimson Stones numbered to the top 100 descended on their own from the sky and charged towards the hundred people. Su Ming had no idea what method was used, but the Crimson Stone No.1 had flown to each of them based on the name list.
Su Ming cast a few glances at it and came to an understanding. The reason for this was because the Enchanted Vessels also had numbers, and the person standing on the first number was Nan Gong Hen. That was why the Crimson Stone No.1 was not flying towards him, but was flying towards the Enchanted Vessel No.1.
As the hundred people stood beside the Enchanted Vessels and the Crimson Stones came towards them, all of their expressions were different, but most of them were incredibly nervous, and there was also anticipation.
Compared to them, the Shamans underneath were even more excited. All of them looked towards the Crimson Stones, and the buzzing sounds continuously rose into the air.
Su Ming focused his attention and looked over. The buzzing sounds by his ears did not stop, and he saw Nan Gong Hen seemingly sucking in a deep breath before he lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the Crimson Stone. Immediately, the Crimson Stone floated towards him slowly, and when it approached the Enchanted light ring, the Enchanted Vessel immediately let out a buzzing sound and grew bigger in an instant. Once it enveloped the Crimson Stone, it started spinning rapidly.
As it spun, a large amount of powder fell from midair. Su Ming's eyes sparkled as he stared at the Enchanted Vessels. They were spinning incredibly quickly, and because of it, the Crimson Stone slowly shrank.
'This is an Enchanted Vessel specially prepared for cutting Crimson Stones …' As Su Ming watched, he saw Nan Gong Hen lifting his right hand swiftly and pointing at the Enchanted Vessel. With it, sizzling sounds instantly spread out, and the Enchanted Vessel that was spinning rapidly slowly stopped. By then, the Crimson Stone had already shrunk by a large margin. In his nervousness, Nan Gong Hen walked over and looked at it for some time before he pointed at the Enchanted Vessel again.
Immediately, as light shone from the Enchanted Vessel, a sharp needle appeared. That needle charged towards the Crimson Stone, and with a buzzing sound, it pierced through it!
After doing this several times, Nan Gong Hen sighed. At that moment, as the crowd witnessed this scene, sounds of discussion rose once again.
"He bought it for 500,000? Looks like he doesn't have anything left …"
"That's right. There wasn't any unusual light when he was cutting it just now. It's clear that this Crimson Stone isn't pure …"
"It's useless even if there's an unusual light. There are plenty of unusual lights that appear, but all of them run into those petrified objects. There are very few that are truly effective."
"Oh well, I'll just shatter it. This is just a useless stone!"
Nan Gong Hen could not accept this. He glared at the stone, gritted his teeth, and lifted his right hand to point at the Enchanted Vessel once again. Immediately, the Enchanted Vessel pierced through the Crimson Stone once again and went through several spots in succession. Suddenly, when it pierced through the stone for the final time, a powerful red light shone viciously from the small hole. The moment that light appeared, it instantly attracted cries of surprise from all the people underneath.
Su Ming also focused his attention and immediately looked over. Cries of surprise and uproars rose in his ears.
"Unusual light! Unusual light appeared! "
"That's the thing that runs into the Crimson Stone. Only then will that unusual light appear!"
Nan Gong Hen's face was filled with excitement. Just as he was about to continue, a voice suddenly came from one of the eight halls around him.
"Nan Gong Hen, sell that stone to me. I'll give you 800,000 Shaman Crystals!"
Nan Gong Hen hesitated for a moment. His eyes were slightly bloodshot as he stared at the unusual light coming from the Crimson Stone. Without another word, he lifted his right hand and pointed at it once again. Immediately, the light ring started spinning rapidly, and the Crimson Stone became smaller. Eventually, when the light ring stopped spinning, what appeared before Nan Gong Hen was a transparent stone the size of a fist!
There was nothing in that stone … but there was a crack on one of its corners, and there was a mark that it had been pierced through.
Nan Gong Hen was momentarily stunned. His expression changed, and eventually, it turned into a wry smile.
"There was originally something in the stone, but as time passed, and the way you cut through the stone was wrong, it became weathered. It's a pity, what a pity!" the old man sitting cross-legged in the hall said languidly.
To make up for the one thousand words he owed yesterday, even if he used three thousand words to make up for it, he would no longer owe anything. In the next few days, he would truly explode! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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