Chapter 69: Chapter 67: The Type of Bowl Fits the Type of Rice_1

"Six thousand Dao Source Stones~"

At this moment, someone within the private rooms on the second floor began to bid.

"Seven thousand Dao Source Stones."

It wasn’t just one person; after the first one, another person spoke up.

The number of Immortal Herbs that could cultivate Divine Hidden were very limited in this world.

The Ziyang Immortal Grass was one of the rarest among them.

Such extraordinary medicine was immensely attractive even to seventh-stage cultivators.

"Elder Brother, shall we purchase it?"

Inside the private room, Mao Ruxue turned and asked Chen Chang’an.

"Increase the bid by one thousand." Chen Chang’an said.

"Okay, Elder Brother."

"Eight thousand Dao Source Stones."

Soon, Mao Ruxue input the number eight thousand into the jade screen.

"Ten thousand Dao Source Stones!"

No sooner had Mao Ruxue’s bid been announced, than it was immediately surpassed by another.

And it was a crushing price, a full two thousand Dao Source Stones higher.

The allure of the Ziyang Immortal Grass was fully unfolded at this moment.

Not to mention others, even the nearby Xuan Qingzi felt a growing desire.

He had stepped into the fifth stage hundreds of years ago.

But even now, let alone his sixth Divine Hidden, his five Divine Hidden weren’t fully cultivated.

The appearance of a Ziyang Immortal Herb was undoubtedly an irresistible temptation to him.

However, thinking about the money left in his wallet, Xuan Qingzi shook his head and gave up.

Even if he could secure this Ziyang Immortal Herb with other wealth,

he wouldn’t have the leftover resources to hire someone to craft it into an Immortal Pill.

A Ziyang Immortal Herb that couldn’t be crafted into Immortal Pill would dramatically lessen its effect, causing a loss rather than a gain.

Besides, although he still had many Dao Source Stones left, many disciples under him needed training.

His resources couldn’t afford such a reckless expenditure.

Therefore, Xuan Qingzi could only shake his head, sigh, and give up in the end.

"Eleven thousand Dao Source Stones."

Just then, another higher bid was announced.

The bid came from the first floor.

Although those invited to the private rooms on the second floor were of high status and importance,

that doesn’t mean there were no important characters on the first floor.

There’s always an exception to everything.

Even though over ten thousand Dao Source Stones were a significant sum, seasoned fourth or fifth-stage Loose Cultivators could manage to scrape together the amount on biting their teeth.

So, they too joined in the bidding.

"Elder Brother, should we continue to increase our bid?"

Seeing this situation, Mao Ruxue again turned to ask Chen Chang’an.

"No need, it’s not worth it."

Chen Chang’an shook his head.

"Oh okay."

Mao Ruxue assented. She no longer participated on the jade screen, but quietly watched the unfolding situation in the hall.

Watching as the crowd shouted bids worth thousands, even ten thousand Dao Source Stones, Mao Ruxue couldn’t help feeling envious.

How wonderful it would be if all this money was given to her.

"Twenty-three thousand Dao Source Stones!"

At last, the Ziyang Immortal Grass was auctioned off for the price of twenty-three thousand Dao Source Stones.

What surprised everyone was

the one who bought the Ziyang Immortal Grass was not anyone from the private rooms on the second floor, but an unremarkable robed man mingling in the hall on the first floor.

The man, having successfully bid for the Ziyang Immortal Grass, immediately wrapped himself in a tight cloak and quickly withdrew.

Following the man’s departure, a group of three or five men exchanged glances and left one after another.

In each of their eyes, there was a palpable hint of ruthlessness.

What would follow was all too predictable.

Many witnessed this scene.

Yet no one intervened.

Murder for loot and robbery were daily occurrences in the cultivation world; it was merely a matter of habit.

Moreover, to be blunt,

even though the robed man appeared weak,

it was still uncertain who was the real hunter and who the prey.

Rather than focusing on this matter, everyone was more interested in the next item up for auction.

If the first item was this explosive, then what could be expected from the second?

It would definitely blow everyone’s mind!

Indeed, it did not disappoint.

The next moment, the host, Elder Wang Changqing, brought up an Immortal Sword about one meter long, exuding a misty aura.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the item we present next for bidding is this."

"Ziqing Immortal Sword!"

"The Ziqing Immortal Sword was forged at the end of the life of the ancient Sword Master, Tai Mo, using all his knowledge and achievements."

"Afterwards, the sword was lost in the Divine Abyss and its whereabouts remained unknown."

"However, it was recently recovered by a Demon Master who ventured into the Divine Abyss in pursuit of opportunities."

"This Demon Master entrusted us with its auction just yesterday."

"The body of the Ziqing Immortal Sword is smooth, radiant, and carries the worldly wisdom of Tai Mo, the ancient Sword Master, as well as a part of his legacy."

"Its acquisition is akin to attaining a legacy of an ancient Sword Master."

"From then on, one would be like a carp leaping through the dragon’s gate."

"One could freeze the nineteen provinces with a swing of the sword!"

"The starting price is ten thousand Dao Source Stones!"

"Each bid must not be less than one thousand Dao Source Stones."

"You may start bidding!"

Having said that, Wang Changqing hammered the auction gavel onto the table. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Bang!

This sound signalled the start of the bidding.

The next moment, those who had been waiting impatiently started bidding immediately.

"I bid thirty thousand Dao Source Stones!"

"I bid forty thousand!"

"I bid fifty thousand!"

In the blink of an eye, the formerly quiet venue became extraordinarily noisy.

Bids were being shouted from all directions.

A sword with the teachings of a seventh-stage Sword Master was devastatingly tempting!

Not only devastating to ordinary people but also fatal to the ten Sects!

Within the confines of the ten Sects, there were indeed numerous teachings from seventh-stage realm.

But bear in mind, those teachings were all accumulated over an infinite period.

Moreover, each piece of seventh-stage teaching had its own momentum.

Thus, everyone started bidding.

After all,

one more teaching was equal to one more foundation for the Sect.

Who wouldn’t want their Sect to have more abundant foundations?

Inside the private room on the second floor, Chen Chang’an frowned slightly at the scene.

He was contemplating whether he should participate.

The legacy of a seventh-stage ancient Sword Master was also crucial to the Tianshui Sect.

"What’s wrong, Elder Brother, you’re not thinking of buying this, are you?"

Seeing the expression on Chen Chang’an’s face, Mao Ruxue asked somewhat puzzledly.

"Never mind, we won’t buy it."

After thinking for a while, Chen Chang’an finally dismissed the idea.

You should eat according to what your mouth can afford.

Given the Tianshui Sect’s modest resources, it couldn’t bear the karma this Immortal Sword would bring with it.

While it was true he could intervene when necessary,

That would be as good as causing unnecessary trouble for himself.

Only an idiot would do such a foolish thing. Chen Chang’an surely wouldn’t.

For the following auction items, Chen Chang’an didn’t make a move.

Instead, he sat quietly, observing the crowd’s various movements together with Xuan Qingzi and the others.

Until...

The ninth auction item, ’Confucian Book,’ came up.

Only then did the situation change.