Chapter 49: The Dust-Reducing Pill Contest

"Rakshasa Sect? It is the Jindan power of the neighboring Mingluo Palace. It actually attracted the Jindan power of this outer palace?"

Apparently, Qingmu Zong's remarks did not affect Luosha Zong's bid.

"Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones," he said, "You Qingmu Sect has the strength, so you can just continue to bid. Why bother showing off your reputation here to pressure me?"

Yao Zhengsheng's expression did not change. He obviously understood that his words had no effect at all, but instead aroused the other party's hostility.

At this moment, watching the two sides arguing, the Luo skirt female cultivator Shan Qin on the stage said:

“If Yao Zhenchuan can produce what my Chamber of Commerce needs, this pill can be given to Zhenchuan, and there are more soul treasures that can be traded with Qingmu Sect.”

Only then did Wei Zhong realize that the person who had just made a bid in Qingmu Sect was Yao Zhengsheng, the first true disciple who had just achieved Jindan and the protagonist of this Jindan ceremony.

As soon as these words were spoken, Yao Zhengsheng's expression changed in the private room, and he turned his head to look at Lu Yibin beside him.

The Yunji Chamber of Commerce is definitely not one to hold a grudge and is waiting here for Qingmu Zong.

How could something that even forces like the Yunji Chamber of Commerce are interested in be small?

The cultivators in the field all had different expressions, and the one from the Rakshasa Sect who made the bid had a red face, seemingly angry.

But it was not easy to get angry. Yunji Chamber of Commerce was a Yuanying force, and Luosha Sect could not afford to offend. Moreover, it had put forward its own demands, and it was also in accordance with the rules for Qingmu Sect to use it as a bargaining chip to auction items.

But what kind of treasure could make him exchange it for the Soul-Nourishing Pill without hesitation?

"Fellow Daoist Shan, you are joking. My Qingmu Sect does not have that thing. If we have the real thing, why not take it out and trade it with your Chamber of Commerce? It would be a great opportunity for our Jindan Sect to get close to a powerful Yuanying force like the Yunji Chamber of Commerce."

Yao Zhengsheng replied calmly.

Shan Qin chuckled twice:

"Since there is none, then just pretend that I never said that. Please continue bidding."

"Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Yao Zhengsheng continued to quote the price, with a hint of worry on his face.

The seed that Qingmu Sect is holding a treasure has been planted, and in the future, evil cultivators with hidden identities will inevitably come to spy on it.

"Eleven thousand low-grade spirit stones."

The person from Rakshasa Sect who made the offer had a look of pain on his face, and it was obvious that he could not hold on for much longer.

The two of them made offers in succession, and finally the true disciple of Qingmu Sect bought the item for 13,000 spirit stones.

Such a high price undoubtedly shocked Wei Zhong, a casual cultivator who had never seen the market.

"A pill is so expensive? But this female cultivator surnamed Shan is really ruthless. She put Qing Mu Zong on the spot with just a few words. Could it be that Qing Mu Zong has offended this person?"

"The next lot is the second-level formation, the Green Water and Green Lotus Formation. It has green water as protection and green lotus as attack. It is suitable for foundation-building cultivators to guard their caves..."

'Array? '

Wei Zhong was delighted. Isn't this exactly what he needed?

"The starting price is two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than one hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

As soon as these words were spoken, some monks immediately began to bid.

"Two thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Two thousand two hundred low-grade spirit stones."

······
Wei Zhong listened to the bidding and also followed suit. In the end, the auction price rose all the way to four thousand spirit stones and was won by Wei Zhong.

"This second-level formation is much more expensive than a second-level magic weapon. Of course, this is also because the formation art in Mangyuan Prefecture is not popular."

Luo Mingyan, who was in the private room of the pavilion, glanced at Wei Zhong and obviously recognized Wei Zhong.

"What's the matter, Junior Brother Luo, do you know this person?" Yao Zhengsheng asked.

The latter nodded:
"I am the descendant of a friend of mine. I successfully established my foundation as a spiritual farmer a few days ago...
Not only do I know it, but the recipe for the spiritual wine in Senior Brother Shen's hand was obtained from it."

Seeing Yao Zhengsheng's gaze shift, Shen Yuqi nodded. "With such skills, why didn't you join my Qingmu Sect and seek a guest position?"

"this······"

Luo Mingyan stood up and bowed:
"Although this person has successfully established his foundation, his potential has been exhausted. He plans to spend his remaining years in retirement and manage his family."

"The potential has been exhausted? Forget it. A mere first-level method cannot cause any waves."

Luo Mingyan secretly wiped a sweat in his heart. Fortunately, his senior brother did not ask any more questions, so the matter ended here. At the same time, he secretly regretted speaking up for Wei Zhong. Later, he would definitely use this matter to blackmail him for a few jars of spirit wine.

The auction continued, and several rare and precious spiritual objects appeared, which dazzled Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong took pictures of several spiritual objects that might be used in brewing wine and did not take any other actions.

"Finally, the grand finale of this auction is a Dust-Reducing Pill. Depending on the physique of the cultivator who takes it, it can increase the probability of forming a pill by 10% to 30%.

The starting price is 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each bid increase must be no less than 100 low-grade spirit stones. "

As soon as this item came out, Yao Zhengsheng stood up quickly.

This Yunji Chamber of Commerce is digging up the roots of the Qingmu Sect.

"Dust Falling Pill?"

This was also the first time that Wei Zhong had seen the real pill, which was one of the precious pills needed by cultivators to form elixir.

Just like Qi-refining monks need foundation-building pills when they build their foundation, foundation-building monks also need to take dust-reducing pills when they form their elixirs. The status of this pill is far higher than that of the foundation-building pill, and the appearance of this pill directly ignited the enthusiasm of the monks in the venue.

"Eleven thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"11,500 low-grade spirit stones"

The bid to directly add another thousand spirit stones was directly destroyed. Some of the foundation-building cultivators and the Jindan forces above them in the field made bids one after another as if they were red-eyed.

"We must get this pill," Yao Zhengsheng said firmly.

Soon, Jiangchen's price surpassed 20,000 or even 30,000 low-grade spirit stones due to the pursuit of various cultivators.

"Thirty-three thousand low-grade spirit stones."

The bidder was the person from the Rakshasa Sect who had just competed with Yao Zhengsheng for the Soul-Nourishing Pill.

"Thirty-four thousand low-grade spirit stones."

The person who made the bid this time came from Hanzhu City. According to the monks in the field, his name was Qingzhu and he was a disciple of Master Kuzhu, the lord of Hanzhu City.

"Thirty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

This voice did not come from above, but came from the foundation-building seat. The man was wearing a black robe, covering his face.

Wei Zhong guessed that he was either a courageous and skilled independent cultivator, or a member of a foundation-building family.

The price continued to rise and quickly exceeded 40,000. This time, even Luosha Sect and Hanzhu City stopped bidding.

Only Qingmu Sect and the mysterious foundation-building monk continued to compete.

"Forty-two thousand low-grade spirit stones."

After hearing this offer, Yao Zhengsheng finally showed a hint of hesitation.

He tried to speak several times, but chose to give up. Now that the Qingmu Sect has established a firm foothold in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, they have collected spiritual medicines to refine a Dust-Reducing Pill. If there is one, there will be two. It would be a bit worthless to compete for this pill at a high price.

Seeing that Qing Mu Zong had stopped the fire, Shan Qin knocked the wooden hammer in his hand:
"Forty-two thousand low-grade spirit stones once... twice... three times. Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for winning the Dust Reduction Pill.

This auction has ended successfully..."

The man then delivered the auction items and left quickly.

Yao Zhengsheng said to his fellow disciples: "Notify our uncle and forefather..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Shan Qin's voice coming from the audience:
"Please stay, Yao Zhenchuan. I have a business deal to discuss with you!"

(End of this chapter)

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