Immortal artifacts had appeared on the continent before, and some of the greatest treasures of the major sects were immortal artifacts.
These were magical treasures that only Immortals could use. Any one of them was incredibly powerful. If he did not refine them, then even a Grandmaster or Legacy realm expert would not be able to lift them up, let alone the current him. They would be crushed to death!
Yet, not only did the young man pick them up easily, but he also used them as if they were his arms …
This strength … He had thought that the young man was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be far more powerful than he imagined!
The Great Demon's throat went dry as he trembled.
No wonder his three pet beasts were willing to submit. This strength could only be described as terrifying. Even if he was at his peak, he probably wouldn't be able to last much longer than the wheat.
"Right, Saint Origin True Intent … I'll absorb it first!"
Although he wanted to escape, he knew that once he left the courtyard, he wouldn't be able to find such a thick Saint Origin True Intent. He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately sat on the ground to absorb it.
As this energy, which was rare even in the Immortal World, flowed into his body, his injuries slowly recovered.
After an unknown period of time.
"Although my injuries haven't completely healed, escaping won't be a problem …"
In the past, he still wanted to tame Donkey and possess Su Yin … Now, he didn't even dare to dream about it. Escaping was already an extravagant hope.
The Great Demon opened his eyes again. Just as he was about to plan an escape route, he saw a pair of huge donkey eyes appear in front of him.
"You're awake. Quickly get up and grind!"
Donkey held a leather whip in his front hooves and said excitedly.
"???" The Great Demon was stunned.
"What are you looking at? Master said that this wheat has to be ground into flour before dark tomorrow … "Donkey pointed.
The Great Demon looked in the direction his hooves were pointing at and his body swayed.
In front of the millstone not far away, a large pile of wheat was piled up. It weighed more than ten thousand jin, and each grain was full and exuded a holy aura.
Grind all of it into flour?
The Great Demon's eyes reddened. He wanted to cry.
"Hurry up!"
Seeing that he was unwilling to move, Donkey glared at him. "As a pet, you have to be obedient. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
"Yes, yes!"
The Great Demon shrunk his neck, not daring to refute.
Arriving in front of the millstone, he placed the grain into it and pushed it with all his might. "Zhiya!" The flour was ground and flowed out. It was spotlessly white like snowflakes.
"How fragrant …" The Great Demon couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
The flour actually contained Saint Qi's True Intent, and there was a lot of it. As long as he ate some of it, his injuries would definitely be healed!
"Just a little …"
Just as he was about to steal a bite, he saw the parrot fly in front of him. With a flick of its claws, a muzzle to prevent donkeys from stealing food hung on its face.
“？？？”
The Great Demon's eyes turned red again. He roared, "Don't go too far!"
I'm a human, not a donkey!
Muzzles … Do you have to go overboard?
"Right!" Ignoring his mental breakdown, Donkey thought of something and said, "I remember now. You can't just wear a mouthpiece. You have to wear an eye mask!"
"…" The Great Demon was about to go crazy. "I'm not wearing one!"
An eye mask, a muzzle, and grinding. How could the great The Great Demon be so shameless?
"Not wearing one? I've personally experienced it. If you spin for too long, you'll get dizzy … "Donkey was worried.
It had been grinding for a long time, so it knew how difficult it was. If it spun in a small circle, it wouldn't feel anything in a short time, but after a long time, it would definitely feel dizzy and vomit.
It was fine if it vomited, but if it dirtied the flour, its master would definitely blame it.
"He doesn't want to wear one. Lao Mian, do you have any ideas?" After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but look at the old tortoise.
After pondering for a while, the old tortoise's intelligent voice sounded, "Poke him blind!"
"Why didn't I think of that? Lao Mian, you're so smart … "Donkey's eyes lit up. He was full of admiration.
As long as his eyes couldn't be seen, it was fine. No one said that he had to wear an eye mask. The effect would be the same even if he was blinded!
"…"
The Great Demon cried, "I'll wear it, okay?"
It was so tiring to interact with a bunch of fellows who had just awakened their wisdom!
Qingyun Sect, Heyang Sect, Cloudsword Sect, Tiangang Sect, and Linhai Sect … Where the hell did you all go? If you knew that I had escaped, why didn't you come over to seal me?
Do you all still have the slightest bit of conscience to protect the world?
If you still don't come over, I'll complain to the Alliance of Sects that you all took the spirit vein for nothing!
Wuwuwuwu!
…
In the Great Salt Market.
The auction for the pinnacle Spirit artifact had reached its peak right from the start.
More than a dozen powers had placed bids one after another. From the starting bid of a hundred thousand silver taels, the price soared all the way to eight hundred thousand silver taels in just an incense's time!
"Senior Uncle, the price has already reached eight hundred thousand silver taels. If we don't make a bid now, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance anymore …"
Seeing that Mo Yuan had been silent all this while, Elder Yu Chen couldn't hold himself back anymore. "I only have a million silver taels on me …"
Cultivation sects tended to store spirit stones, pills, weapons, and the like. Who in their right mind would bother to store money from the mortal world?
As such, even though the Qingyun Sect was the number one sect in the Great Yan Prefecture, it didn't have much money on hand.
"It's fine. I don't have much silver taels on me, but I do have spirit stones, grade-7 pills, and some valuable medicinal herbs. If you don't have enough, I can use them as a substitute!"
Mo Yuan waved his hands nonchalantly.
He had attended countless auctions, and it was fine if he couldn't take out the money. As long as he had spirit stones and artifacts, he could use them as collateral.
"You're right …" Elder Yu Chen heaved a sigh of relief.
Not wanting to pursue the matter, Mo Yuan asked, "Right, did the Quimmortal-Suppressing Sect send anyone over?"
"Wu Yuen isn't the only one who came. The other elders are here as well … They were the ones who made the bid for eight hundred thousand silver taels!"
Mo Yuan frowned.
Previously, he had suspected that The Great Demon of Bliss was the one who had released the artifact. If the Quimmortal-Suppressing Sect was working with him, they wouldn't have come over to bid for it. Could he have guessed wrongly?
"It's possible that he's intentionally raising the price of the artifact. Let's wait and see for now," Yu Chen explained.
"En!" Mo Yuan didn't say anything else.
…
In another suite of the auction hall, Wu Yuen and the others were panicking. Cold sweat was dripping down their foreheads.
"Elder Wu, that's already eight hundred thousand silver taels. I don't think I can take out any more than that!"
Yuan Buyi said with a conflicted expression. "Even though Junior Uncle has been in the Forbidden Grounds for the past few years, he has expended quite a bit of our resources. Our Quimmortal-Suppressing Sect is nothing more than an empty shell now!"
Su Yin had learned many skills in the forging of the metal pot, and he was able to forge some of them on his own. While some of them were ordinary, there were quite a few of them that were extremely valuable as well. In order to obtain these resources, he had to rely on the massive Quimmortal-Suppressing Sect!
Even though the expenditure over the past ten years wasn't much, it was still a huge problem for the Quimmortal-Suppressing Sect.
If that wasn't the case, how could the sect leader and the others have gone to the Celestial Ocean despite knowing how dangerous it was?
"I know, but this is the only chance we have!"
Wu Yuen said with gritted teeth. "Junior Uncle was willing to endure The Great Demon's torture for us, but he didn't say a single word at all. As his juniors, we have to save him no matter what!"
"Yes …"
Thinking back to that night, when Youngest Martial Uncle wanted to say something but stopped. In order to save them, he couldn't say a single word. Everyone's eyes turned red again.
Junior Uncle, hang in there! We'll save you!
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