The Black Phoenix Plume was a relic left behind by Cai Huang 'er's ancestors. Back then, it had been made into a part of the Seven Star Heavenly Fire Fan. Later on, it had coincidentally returned to the clan. Not only did this feather have a symbolic meaning, but it would also be of great help to her cultivation.
"One Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure, how about it?" In reality, he did not know the exact value of the Seven Star Heavenly Fire Fan's tail feathers. He could only vaguely tell that these tail feathers were extraordinary.
When Cai Huang 'er heard this, she looked at Mo Wen as though she was looking at an idiot. She sneered and said, "Are you kidding me? Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure! Why don't you just rob someone? "
"You don't even want to exchange for a Holy Treasure?" In his eyes, the Hundred Spirit Sacred Treasure was already very precious. Moreover, he could not take it out unless he handed over the Sacred Fire Sword or the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear.
These proud sons of heaven had their eyes on the top of their heads.
"How about ten Hundred Spirit Saint Treasures in exchange for one of your feathers?" Cai Huang 'er sneered.
A mere Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure wanted to exchange for her Black Phoenix Plume? Dream on! The Seven Star Heavenly Fire Fan was a peak Profound Heaven Saint Treasure. Even if it was a Universe Saint Treasure, she might not be willing to exchange for it. Perhaps, she would consider a Transcendent Saint Treasure.
Mo Wen was secretly shocked. Ten Hundred Spirit Sacred Treasures in exchange for one of his Seven Star Heavenly Fire Fan's tail feathers. Furthermore, his tone seemed to be very disdainful. He finally had a rough understanding of how valuable these tail feathers were.
Of course, Mo Wen would not exchange it. His goal was to gather all seven tail feathers. How could he exchange it with someone else?
In the end, the two of them didn't come to an agreement. For some unknown reason, Cai Huang 'er didn't have the intention to snatch it forcefully.
Mo Wen stood on top of the mountain peak and looked at the disappearing silhouette. He was deep in thought.
If he was right, that mysterious woman was most likely the Heaven Flame Phoenix he had met in the Shang Yang Territory. Only she had such knowledge and ability. Furthermore, she said that the Dark Phoenix Plume was a relic of her ancestor. Wasn't the Dark Phoenix a member of the Phoenix Clan?
"Heaven Flame Phoenix!"
Mo Wen's eyes were filled with curiosity. The phoenix was a legendary ancient creature. He wondered how many of them were still alive in the world.
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The Alliance Conference continued as scheduled. Only the Blood Ying Tribe was missing from the list of guests.
Originally, the Alliance had not thought of inviting the people of the Bloody Ying Tribe. It was only because of the opening of the Celestial Sovereign's Legacy Abode that the two powers had some contact.
In the end, before they could interact with each other, Mo Wen had ruined their plans.
Fu Lao had died in Yan Que City, and he had not even managed to retrieve the Ronggou Battle Armor. The Blood Ying Tribe would definitely not let this matter rest.
Everyone knew that the people of the Blood Ying Tribe were most likely hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike. However, as long as Mo Wen was in Yan Watchtower City, they would not dare to act rashly. However, it was impossible for him to hide in Yan Que City forever.
This matter caused a heated discussion in Yan Que City. However, as the Alliance Convention was in full swing, everyone quickly threw this matter to the back of their minds. After all, this matter did not concern them, so no one would care too much about it.
The Alliance Conference was an exchange conference, but its main purpose was still to determine the allocation of spots for the Immortal Reverend Legacy Abode.
The alliance had a total of five Vast Yang Talismans, which could bring 100 people into the Celestial Venerable Legacy Abode.
According to past practice, all the Supreme Profundity Realm immortal cultivators in the Alliance would receive a slot. They were the protectors of the Alliance, the ones who had contributed the most, and they were the ones who held the most power. Naturally, no one dared to say anything about such a distribution.
Then, in the Alliance, the top ten tribes that had contributed the most in the past thousand years would be allocated a slot.
However, the top ten tribes that had contributed the most were almost all occupied by the top ten tribes of the Alliance. It was impossible for the other tribes to be allocated a slot.
According to this rule, the strong would definitely become stronger, and the weak would become weaker. It was almost impossible for those small tribes to rise unless they had heaven-defying luck.
Of course, the Alliance also gave the immortal cultivators below the Supreme Profundity Realm a chance. Immortal cultivators below the Tide Changing Realm who had contributed to the Alliance in the top ten would be allocated a slot.
These allocations had nothing to do with Mo Wen. He was just an outsider.
On the other hand, the Ula Tribe, because they were one of the five Vast Yang Talismans, could keep five slots. Although none of the allocated slots fell into the hands of the Ula Tribe, the slots that the Ula Tribe controlled were no less than those of the large tribes.
Without a doubt, this was very enviable. Usually, the Ula Tribe would not be at peace. But now, because of Mo Wen's existence, no one dared to cause trouble for the Ula Tribe. Also, the Ula Tribe knew how to survive. Using their relationship with Mo Wen, they had firmly attached themselves to the Tiger Yang Tribe. Even if Mo Wen was not around, other tribes would most likely have to think twice if they wanted to deal with the Ula Tribe.
"Big Brother Mo Wen, the Tiger Yang Tribe will be responsible for your slot. You must not decline it. The debt of saving your life is as great as the heavens. At least give me a chance to repay your kindness."
Hu Luluo walked to Mo Wen's side. He knew that if Mo Wen did not accept the Ula Tribe's gift, he would have to bid for it at the auction if he wanted to obtain a slot to the Immortal Lord's historical abode. A slot to the Immortal Lord's historical abode could usually be sold for a sky-high price at the auction. Ordinary immortal cultivators did not have the financial resources to do so.
Of course, it was not that he thought that Mo Wen did not have the financial resources. What he cared about was that if he missed this opportunity, he would not have another chance to curry favor with Mo Wen.
In the Alliance, the allocation of the remaining slots to the Immortal Lord's historical abode would be put up for auction at the auction. This was also a necessary process for the Alliance Meeting.
Most of the distinguished guests who came to the Alliance had come for this auction. It was only held once in a thousand years, so the scale of the auction was naturally not small. Many treasures that could not usually be seen would appear at the auction.
"Thank you very much," Mo Wen said as he nodded his head slightly.
Mo Wen said as he nodded his head slightly. This Hu Luo Xiang already owed him a favor, so he had no qualms about accepting the quota.
When Hu Luluo saw this, he immediately laughed. He was afraid that Mo Wen would not accept it, so he had been conflicted for a long time.
This time, the Hu Yang Tribe did not lack the slots to the Immortal Lord's historical abode at all. That was because the Ula Tribe had traded four slots to them and did not go through the auction process. This made the Hu Clan brothers very happy. This Ula Tribe really knew how to do things.
Of course, they did not mistreat the Ula Tribe. The resources that they gave the Ula Tribe were enough for their tribe to take a big step forward.
"Can I put the items up for auction at the auction?" Mo Wen asked as he looked at Hu Luluo.
"Of course you can, Brother Mo Wen. As a distinguished guest, if you have treasures, you can also take them out for auction."
The person who replied was Hu Luxue. His voice could be heard from afar. Hu Luxue was still dressed in white. He was dressed like a middle-aged elegant man. In a few steps, he arrived at the auction venue.
Right now, the auction had not started yet. It was time to enter the venue.
Mo Wen and the Hu Clan brothers walked into the venue together. The auction venue was not big and could only accommodate a few hundred people. It was considered a small-scale auction.
However, those who could come here were all people with extraordinary identities. For example, the father and daughter of the Zaar Clan did not have the right to enter the auction venue. The treasures that could be auctioned at this auction would naturally not be simple.
After the few of them sat down, Hu Luxue looked at Mo Wen curiously and asked, "Brother Mo Wen, what do you want to auction? If you lack anything, just let me know. As long as our Hu Yang Tribe has it, we will definitely offer it to you.
Mo Wen smiled faintly. He took out a jade bottle from the medicine spiritual ring and passed it to Hu Luxue. "This thing should be able to be auctioned off, right?"
Hu Luxue took the jade bottle curiously. He glanced inside and saw that there was another space in the jade bottle. There were thousands of blood-colored pills inside. At first, he was a little confused. He did not know what pills were inside. After studying them carefully, his expression changed drastically.
"Brother Mo Wen, are the pills in this bottle the legendary Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill?" Hu Luxue asked in shock.
The Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill was rather famous in the Immemorial Age. It was one of the most widely circulated pills. In the Immemorial Age, this kind of pill was an indispensable resource for any Immortal Cultivator. However, in the Immemorial Age, there were fewer and fewer people who knew how to concoct the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill. Today, the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill was almost extinct.
"How do you have such an item?" Hu Luxue stared at Mo Wen. Could it be that this youth knew the method to concoct the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill?
"I got it from an Immemorial Age ruin. There was quite a lot of it, so I planned to auction off a portion of it," Mo Wen said plainly.
Of course, he would not say that he had concocted it. Back when the Medicine Sage, Ji Wuya, had obtained the method to concoct the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill, he did not dare to casually say that he knew how to concoct this kind of pill. After all, nowadays, the method to concoct the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill was too rare. There should not be more than ten people who knew how to concoct it.
Upon hearing this, Hu Luxue nodded his head in understanding. In the Immemorial Age ruin, there were indeed such pills. After all, during the Immemorial Age, such pills were rather common. However, to be able to obtain so many, how heaven-defying must one's luck be?
These pills were all profound level third or fourth grade and above. Every one of them was incomparably precious and could greatly strengthen the physique of a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator.
No wonder Mo Wen's physical body was so strong. It turned out that he had swallowed a large number of Desolate Blood Mysterious Pills.
"Brother Mo Wen, this kind of Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill can only be encountered by chance. It would be too wasteful to take it out to auction. Even if you cultivate to the Divine Illusionary Realm, these pills will still be very useful to you."
Hu Luxue could not understand why Mo Wen was actually willing to take out such pills to trade. These were Desolate Blood Mysterious Pills, which could greatly strengthen the physique of an immortal cultivator. Moreover, they were absolute grade pills.
"I still have some left. I am prepared to exchange them for some Vital Stones," Mo Wen said with a faint smile.
He had many Desolate Blood Mysterious Pills, so naturally, he did not care. On the contrary, Vital Stones were almost non-existent in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. They were considered rare items. Moreover, they were very beneficial to cultivation and were far more useful than spiritual stones. He had come all the way to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield, so he had to bring back some rare "local specialties".
"Trading for Vital Stones!"
Hu Luxue was shocked. Then, he laughed bitterly. Such a treasure was actually just to exchange for Vital Stones. He had thought that Mo Wen wanted to trade for some special materials that could not be bought. Although Vital Stones were rare, there were many of them in the Alliance. Meanwhile, the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill was an absolute grade treasure.
"Alright, I will arrange it for you."
Since Mo Wen insisted, Hu Luxue did not continue to persuade him. Originally, he wanted to say that his Hu Yang Tribe would buy it. However, after thinking about it, he felt that this was not very appropriate.
It was better to go through the auction process. When the time came, he would have to snatch some of them no matter what.
(To be continued.)
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