At that moment, a yellow-robed old man with a shrewd expression stood on the platform. His spiritual Qi fluctuations were that of a late Core Formation cultivator.
In front of him was a rectangular yellow wooden table.
"Welcome, Fellow Daoists, to this auction. I won't waste any more words. The highest bidder wins. If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can use treasures and materials as collateral. Now, let the auction begin." The yellow-robed old man gave a simple introduction and announced the start of the auction.
"The first auction item is an eight hundred year old Extreme Yang Ginseng. The starting price is five hundred spirit stones and each bid must increase by at least two hundred spirit stones." The yellow-robed old man held a yellow wooden box and introduced the item. Inside the box was a foot-long yellow ginseng.
This eight-hundred-year-old Extreme Yang Ginseng was a material for refining high-grade pills. But, no one bid for it. Only five or six people bid for it. In the end, it was won by a golden-robed old man for two thousand spirit stones.
The following items were also being auctioned in a lukewarm manner.
Wang Changsheng didn't find this to be strange.
The auction would last for most of the day. The items that were brought out at the beginning naturally wouldn't be of good quality.
Although these materials were precious to ordinary Core Formation cultivators, as long as they were willing to spend some time, they could still be gathered outside the auction.
Thus, apart from those who truly needed the materials, no one else would bid and they would all wait in silence.
Wang Changsheng looked at the round-faced man on the platform and thought about how to kill Lin Qingshu.
It wouldn't be difficult to kill Lin Qingshu, but Wang Changsheng wanted to use his corpse to refine a zombie. If the corpse was seriously damaged, the zombie's power would be reduced.
Lin Qingshu was already a late Core Formation cultivator. If he were to return to the Haoran Academy, he would most likely be a Yuanying cultivator the next time he came out.
Immortal Wang didn't place Lin Qingshu's two companions in his eyes. What he was worried about was that there might be a Nascent Soul cultivator escorting Lin Qingshu away. If that really was the case, then things would be a bit tricky.
As Wang Changsheng was thinking, the yellow-robed old man on the high platform took out two foot-long green wooden boxes. Inside each box was a foot-long stalk of purple grass.
"Two stalks of thousand-year-old Heart Devouring Grass. This is one of the main ingredients for refining many kinds of antidote pills. We will auction these two stalks of Heart Devouring Grass together. The starting price is one thousand spirit stones, and each increment must not be less than three hundred spirit stones." The yellow-robed old man said in a deep voice.
"Two thousand," Wang Changsheng said immediately.
Heart Devouring Grass was a kind of spirit herb that grew in the nest of poisonous insects. It was a favorite of poisonous insects.
"2,500." A woman's voice rang out.
"Three thousand."
"Three thousand five hundred."
"4,000." Wang Changsheng remained unmoved. He had to get these two stalks of Heart Devouring Grass.
Hearing the bid of 4,000 spirit stones, a white-clothed Confucian scholar sitting in the corner hesitated for a moment before shouting, "4,500."
Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the white-clothed Confucian. He shouted, "Five thousand."
Hearing this, the white-clothed Confucian scholar shook his head and didn't speak again.
5,000 spirit stones had already exceeded the value of these two stalks of Heart Devouring Grass. If he increased the price again, he would suffer a great loss.
The yellow-robed old man asked three times in a row, but no one responded. Finally, the two stalks of Heart Devouring Grass were won by Wang Changsheng.
After paying the spirit stones, Wang Changsheng put the two stalks of Heart Devouring Grass into his storage bag and returned to his seat.
Next, the yellow-robed old man took out spirit herbs, monster beast materials, ores, and other goods one after another. The number of people bidding gradually increased, and the atmosphere of the venue slowly heated up.
After the earth attribute ore was successfully sold, the yellow-robed old man stroked the yellow wooden table with his sleeve. Immediately, three things appeared on the table. A piece of bamboo that was shining with red light, a foot-long black object, and a palm-sized piece of green wood.
Seeing these three things, Lin Qingshu's eyes lit up. He looked at the three items on the yellow wooden table with a fiery gaze.
"Three-thousand-year-old Red Coral Bamboo, two-thousand-year-old Rosin Ink, and two-thousand-year-old Green Spirit Wood. These three things were placed here by a Fellow Daoist in exchange for the shell of a level-eight monster turtle, the life-bound scale of a level-nine monster dragon, or the skin of a hundred-feet-long level-nine monster beast. If any Fellow Daoist takes out one of these three items, these three items will belong to that Fellow Daoist," the yellow-robed old man introduced word by word.
Hearing this, the entire hall fell silent.
Although the value of these three items was precious, they were still far inferior to that of level-eight or level-nine monster beast materials.
When Wang Changsheng saw this, he was somewhat disappointed. It seemed that high level monster beast materials were rare in the Great Song. If he wanted to refine the Six Grades Heavenly Armor Talisman, he would have to make a trip to the Star Sea.
"If no Fellow Daoist has these three items, then according to the instructions of the Fellow Daoist who placed them up for auction, these three items will be auctioned together. The starting price is seventy thousand spirit stones, and each increase must be no less than five thousand spirit stones." The yellow-robed old man glanced at the crowd and after confirming that no one had spoken, he said this.
As soon as the yellow-robed old man's voice fell, Lin Qingshu immediately shouted, "I bid eighty thousand spirit stones."
"Eighty-five thousand."
"Ninety thousand."
"I bid ninety-five thousand."
In the blink of an eye, the price had risen to ninety-five thousand spirit stones.
"I bid one hundred and twenty thousand." Lin Qingshu frowned. After rolling his eyes, he shouted out loud.
Hearing the high price of one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones, the previous bidder showed some hesitation.
"One hundred and thirty thousand." A faint male voice came from the corner.
"One hundred and forty thousand." Lin Qingshu was unmoved and added ten thousand spirit stones.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." The male voice sounded again.
Lin Qingshu frowned and turned his head to look at the source of the voice and shouted, "One hundred and sixty thousand."
A white-robed scholar raised his eyebrows and his lips slightly moved a few times. The middle-aged man beside him nodded.
"One hundred and eighty thousand." The white-robed scholar said with a calm face.
"Two hundred thousand." Lin Qingshu's face sank and he said in a deep voice.
Hearing the bid of two hundred thousand spirit stones, the white-robed scholar shook his head and did not bid again.
In the end, Lin Qingshu bid two hundred thousand spirit stones for the three items that Wang Changsheng had put up for auction.
What made Wang Changsheng feel strange was that after obtaining these three items, Lin Qingshu did not leave and obediently returned to his seat.
"The following items are the finale of this auction. The first item is a bottle of Vajra Colored Glass Liquid. This is a Buddhist Body Tempering Spirit Liquid. It has a certain strengthening effect on the body and comes with a jade slip. The starting price is eighty thousand spirit stones and each bid must increase by at least five thousand spirit stones." After the yellow-robed old man finished speaking, he flipped his hand and a golden porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle and a seven-colored light suddenly flew out.
"One hundred thousand spirit stones." Wang Changsheng was the first to bid. He looked at the golden porcelain bottle with a somewhat fiery gaze.
Wang Changsheng had only cultivated the 《Vajra Subduing Devil Scripture》 to the third layer. His body was much stronger than ordinary cultivators, but he still could not withstand a blow from a magic treasure unless he cultivated the 《Vajra Subduing Devil Scripture》 to the fourth layer. However, Buddhist Cultivation Methods were notoriously slow. Wang Changsheng did not have much time to cultivate the fourth layer, so he chose to cultivate some Buddhist Secret Techniques.
Now that there was a bottle of Buddhist Body Tempering Spirit Liquid in front of him, he naturally could not let it go.
Although the major Immortal Cultivation Sects and Immortal Cultivation Families would cultivate some Body Cultivators, it was rare for them to cultivate to a high level. Therefore, there were not many people who bid.
"Buddhist Body Tempering Spirit Liquid! Great, I bid one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones." A burly bald man's eyes lit up and added twenty thousand spirit stones.
"Old Man bid one hundred and thirty thousand." A skinny old man in a green robe said lightly. This person's spirit qi fluctuations were very strong. He was a Yuanying cultivator.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." Wang Changsheng said with a calm face.
"One hundred and eighty thousand." The bald man added twenty thousand spirit stones without thinking.
The old man in the green robe hesitated for a moment and did not continue to increase the price.
"Two hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng was unmoved and his tone was very firm.
When the bald man heard this, he frowned and looked at Wang Changsheng's position. He thought for a moment and said, "Two hundred and twenty thousand."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
Hearing the bid of two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones, the yellow-robed old man on the high platform revealed a happy expression.
The Core Formation cultivators sitting near Wang Changsheng all looked at Wang Changsheng. Even the old man in the green robe looked at Wang Changsheng.
In this regard, Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye.
When the bald man heard this, his eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He hesitated for a moment and did not speak again.
In the end, Wang Changsheng bid two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones for the bottle of Vajra Colored Glass Liquid. This bottle of Vajra Colored Glass Liquid pushed the atmosphere of the auction hall to a climax.
After paying the spirit stones, Wang Changsheng put away the bottle of Vajra Colored Glass Liquid and the golden jade slip into his storage pouch and returned to his seat.
At this time, the yellow-robed old man held three white porcelain bottles in his hand.
"The second final auction item is three Spirit Stabilizing Pills. I don't need to introduce the effects of these pills, right? If you take a Spirit Stabilizing Pill when you are trying to break through to the Yuanying Stage, your chances of forming your Nascent Soul will increase. There are three Spirit Stabilizing Pills, and they will be auctioned separately. Each bid is fifty thousand spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than five thousand spirit stones. "The yellow-robed old man introduced word by word.
"Spirit Stabilizing Pills? That's great, I bid sixty thousand. "
"Seventy thousand."
"Eighty thousand."
… ….
The bidders rose one after another, and Lin Qingshu was among them.
Looking at his excited expression, he most likely came for the Spirit Stabilizing Pills.
The three Spirit Stabilizing Pills were sold for one hundred and ten thousand spirit stones, one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones, and each pill was sold at a high price.
After bidding for the Spirit Stabilizing Pill, Lin Qingshu did not leave. It seemed that he wanted to see the last auction item.
At this time, on the yellow wooden table, there was a brocade box that was several feet long. On top of it were several talismans that prevented spiritual energy from leaking out.
It seemed that the item inside was not ordinary.
After the yellow-robed old man took off the talismans on the brocade box, he opened it, and a piece of sparkling and translucent bamboo appeared in front of everyone.
The bamboo was about a foot long, and its whole body was sparkling and translucent, exuding pure wood elemental spiritual energy.
When the green-robed old man in the corner saw the translucent bamboo, his eyes were filled with excitement.
Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise. It seemed that this piece of bamboo was older than the Red Coral Bamboo.
The yellow-robed old man glanced at everyone present and saw that they were shocked. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "A piece of five-thousand-year-old Great Void Bamboo. This is the best material for refining wood elemental magic weapons. The starting bid is eighty thousand spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than ten thousand spirit stones."
"No one is allowed to compete with the Old Man. The Old Man bids one hundred thousand spirit stones." The green-robed old man stood up and said in a deep voice. The threat in his words was obvious.
"Hehe, you want to buy a piece of five-thousand-year-old Great Void Bamboo for one hundred thousand spirit stones? You must be dreaming!" A man's sarcastic voice came from the corner.
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man with a dignified face stood up. Judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, he was also a Yuanying cultivator.
"It's you, Fu Jiao. You cultivate a water elemental cultivation method, so this Great Void Bamboo is useless to you! Don't ruin the Old Man's business. Otherwise, don't blame the Old Man for being impolite. "The green-robed old man's face darkened, and a powerful spiritual pressure leaped out from his body.
"Who said I can't bid? I bid one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones. "The middle-aged man's lips curled into a sneer as he spoke.
When the green-robed old man heard this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. At this moment, a spiritual pressure that was far above his came from behind him.
The green-robed old man was shocked and turned his head to look behind him. He saw an elegant-looking blue-robed old man standing up. The powerful spiritual pressure came from the blue-robed old man.
"Fellow Daoists, if you're here to bid, our Haoran Academy welcomes you. If you're here to cause trouble, don't blame us for being impolite." The blue-robed old man said faintly. His tone was very calm, but anyone could hear the warning in his words.
Hearing this, the green-robed old man snorted and said, "Since it's an auction, let's see who offers a higher price. The Old Man bids one hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones."
"One hundred and seventy thousand." The middle-aged man's expression did not change as he added twenty thousand spirit stones.
"Hmph, Fu Jiao, it seems that the Imperial family's treatment is quite good. However, don't expect the Old Man to give this piece of Great Void Bamboo to you. The Old Man bids two hundred thousand spirit stones." The green-robed old man snorted and sneered.
"Imperial family's consecrator?" When Wang Changsheng heard this, he could not help but look at the middle-aged man.
"If you want to become the Imperial family's consecrator, I can recommend you. Two hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile as he added twenty thousand spirit stones.
"Hmph, the Old Man is used to being undisciplined. He has no interest in working for others. Two hundred and fifty thousand." The green-robed old man shook his head and said with a determined expression. It seemed that he would not give up until he got the Great Void Bamboo.
"Everyone has their own ambitions. If you're not willing to work for the Imperial family, forget it. Two hundred and seventy thousand." The middle-aged man said faintly.
"Three hundred thousand spirit stones. If you can offer a higher price, this piece of Great Void Bamboo is yours." The green-robed old man said in a deep voice.
"Tsk tsk, since you've offered 300,000 spirit stones, I won't compete with you. However, you're all alone. Can you take out 300,000 spirit stones?" The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curled into a sneer as he spoke with a smile that was not a smile.
"Hmph, there's no need for you to worry. Since the Old Man dared to make such an offer, he can naturally take out three hundred thousand spirit stones." The green-robed old man snorted and said with full confidence.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he revealed an expression of interest.
The yellow-robed old man on the stage swept his gaze across the crowd and said, "This Senior has offered three hundred thousand spirit stones. Is there anyone who wants to bid higher?"
In response, no one responded.
Three hundred thousand spirit stones was a huge sum for the Core Formation cultivators present. Even if some of the Core Formation cultivators had three hundred thousand spirit stones, they might not be willing to risk offending a Yuanying Stage Vagrant Cultivator to bid for a piece of Great Void Bamboo.
A Yuanying Stage Vagrant Cultivator like the green-robed old man was someone that none of the major sects or clans wanted to offend.
The yellow-robed old man announced, "Since there are no other Fellow Daoists, this piece of Great Void Bamboo will go to this Senior."
As soon as his voice fell, the green-robed old man stomped the ground and flew towards the stage in a streak of azure light.
After he landed on the stage, he said to the yellow-robed old man, "The Old Man doesn't have that many spirit stones on him. He wants to take out a treasure to bid. Is that alright?"
"Of course. Senior, please take out the treasure." The yellow-robed old man agreed.
The green-robed old man turned around and flipped his hand over to take out a palm-sized yellow wooden box. He opened the box to reveal a longan-sized golden bead.
The Corpse Pearl in this old man's hand is a Ten Thousand Year Corpse Pearl, born from a Zombie King that has lived for more than ten thousand years. This Ten Thousand Year Corpse Pearl can be considered a miraculous elixir for cleansing the marrow and meridians. After swallowing it, it can slowly improve a cultivator's physique. Even cultivators who don't walk the path of Body Refinement would be invulnerable to weapons, water, and fire. If a Body Refinement cultivator were to refine this pearl, they would be able to greatly increase their physical strength. It is very possible for them to refine their body to be as hard as a Ten Thousand Year Corpse King. The starting price is one hundred thousand spirit stones, and each increment must not be less than five thousand. "The azure-robed old man picked up the golden pearl with two fingers and introduced it word by word.
"Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bead?" Wang Changsheng's face showed a touch of interest.
The Dark Corpse Arts mentioned this kind of thing. When a zombie cultivated to a certain level, it would produce something called a Corpse Pearl, which was the most important thing to a zombie. Corpse Pearls were extremely poisonous, and could be absorbed into the body and refined, slowly improving the body.
The founder of the Dark Corpse Sect had obtained a Thousand Year Corpse Bead. After removing the poison from the Corpse Bead, he absorbed it into his body and became half a Body Refinement Cultivator.
As soon as the green-robed old man finished speaking, the bald man immediately said, "I bid one hundred and ten thousand."
"One hundred and twenty thousand." Wang Changsheng continued. The importance of this Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bead was no less than the Diamond Colored Glass Liquid. He was determined to get it.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." The bald man glanced at Wang Changsheng and frowned, adding thirty thousand spirit stones.
"One hundred and seventy thousand."
"One hundred and eighty thousand. I ask Fellow Daoist to give face to the True Yang Sect and make things easy." The bald man added ten thousand spirit stones and brought it out of the house, hoping that Wang Changsheng would have some misgivings.
Wang Changsheng heard this and chuckled. He had just killed a Yuanying Cultivator from the True Yang Sect. How could he give face to a Core Formation Cultivator?
"Two hundred thousand." Wang Changsheng said indifferently.
"Two hundred and twenty thousand." The bald man's face sank and he added twenty thousand spirit stones.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
Hearing this, the bald man didn't speak again. His eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness.
After the yellow-robed old man called out three times, he confirmed the ownership of the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bead.
After paying the spirit stones, Wang Changsheng took the box containing the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bead from the green-robed old man and put it into his storage pouch.
After Wang Changsheng returned to his seat, he found that many people were looking at him with fiery gazes.
He had bought three items and the total amount of spirit stones exceeded five hundred thousand. It was inevitable that some people would become greedy.
Wang Changsheng's expression didn't change, but he sneered in his heart. These so-called righteous cultivators would also become greedy in the face of such great temptation. They were no better than Devil Dao cultivators.
After paying the spirit stones, the green-robed old man took the Grand Void Bamboo and hurriedly left.
The yellow-robed old man said a few words of courtesy and announced the end of the auction.
Everyone stood up and left the venue one after another.
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