Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 569 - 362: Chongliu Armor and Emperor Divine Blood_2
Chapter 569 -362: Chongliu Armor and Emperor Divine Blood_2
This aura was clearly that of a Golden Core.
“Brother Yushu, I didn’t expect you to join the excitement. However, I have set my sights on this item and must acquire it,” Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed as he sent a Divine Sense message to a private room on the right.
“2.3 million, once!”
“2.3 million, twice! I wonder if any senior here is willing to offer a higher price?”
By now, most regular Golden Core Main Priests could no longer withstand such a high price and more than half of them voluntarily withdrew from the competition.
Of course, there were one or two with substantial wealth, but the moment they heard the voices of both Yushu and Sanbao Taoist, they immediately knew to bow out gracefully.
One of them held a high rank and had considerable authority as a Prison God Temple priest.
The other was a newly accepted top disciple of the Que Yue Great Priest.
These two “heavyweights” weren’t individuals just anyone could afford to provoke.
Seeing the determined look of the two of them seemed to indicate another fierce battle was on the horizon.
“2.4 million!”
After calling out this price, Zhao Sheng thought he would experience several rounds of bidding, but Yushu unexpectedly sent a Divine Sense message: “Junior Brother Sanbao, after the auction, how about we find a place to talk? This… Chongliu Armor, I will let you have it.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt a chill in his heart and immediately replied with Divine Sense.
At that moment, the auction hall suddenly went quiet.
After a long wait, when the middle-aged host saw that no one else was bidding, he had no choice but to remind the audience three times, yet still no one spoke up to bid.
Seeing this situation, he was secretly disappointed, yet a joyful smile appeared on his face as he announced loudly, “Congratulations to this senior for acquiring the Chongliu Armor with the winning bid of 2.4 million.”
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After Zhao Sheng acquired the Chongliu Armor, the auction soon ended, and the attendees began to leave.
Zhao Sheng was escorted by the middle-aged host to handle the transaction in the Trading House’s backyard.
Having sold the Blood Poison Shuttle for 1.8 million Spirit Stones, Zhao Sheng only needed to add another 600,000 to claim the Chongliu Armor.
However, 600,000 Spirit Stones was not a small sum; he did not have enough Spirit Stones but had plenty of talismans and Spirit Pills to spare.
Therefore, Zhao Sheng immediately took out a large number of Second Order True Talismans and Second Order Spirit Pills, instantly causing the head manager of the Trading House to change expression.
This person was not annoyed but extremely delighted!
Because compared to Spirit Stones, talismans and Spirit Pills were the real currency of value, of which one could never have enough.
After a short while, Zhao Sheng walked out of the Trading House at a leisurely pace. Looking up and surveying his surroundings, he transformed into a tunneling light and vanished into the distance.
Before long, in the sitting room of a cave mansion on the western side of the black market, Zhao Sheng and Yushu faced each other, seated cross-legged.
In front of each, a cup of Spiritual Tea was placed, the fragrance wafting through the air, turning into colorful lotus clouds.
“Try this! This tea is the exclusive Five Fragrant Lotus Tea of the Royal Family, with a tea age of over a thousand years. Savoring one cup can vitalize one’s five primordial energies and rejuvenate the internal organs!” Yushu lifted his teacup, took a sip, and then gestured to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng picked up the teacup, took a subtle sip, and indeed, the tea fragrance lingered long and rich. A flow of Five Elements Primordial Qi surged back and forth in his chest and abdomen, slowly purifying the “impurities” in his internal organs, leaving him feeling refreshed and as if he had drunk Jade Liquid.
Zhao Sheng’s expression calm, he set down the teacup and said, “We’ve had the tea. If Brother Yushu has something to say today, please speak frankly.”
Yushu toyed with the teacup in his hand and suddenly let out a slight smile, “The new Guardian is set to assume his post soon, within no more than a month.”
“Oh, that soon! May I know why you’re informing me of this news? What’s your intention?” Zhao Sheng asked in some surprise.
Yushu nonchalantly replied, “Nothing much, just extending a gesture of goodwill. After all, you are also a successor to Senior Brother Qiu.”
“Hmm, Qiu Santong, eh? It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that name. By mentioning him today, Brother Yushu, could it be that this matter is related to him?”
“Precisely!” Yushu clapped and laughed, “Senior Brother Qiu intentionally hid certain things before his death. Considering that I did not go out of my way to trouble you in the past years, I hope, Junior Brother, that you will hand them over to me.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s eyes shone sharply as he instantly remembered the things Qiu Santong had entrusted him with before his death.
“And if I say no?”
Yushu was taken aback by the response, then he chuckled and said, “Junior Brother should know that I come from the Divine Control Lineage. If Junior Brother chooses to refuse, there’s nothing I can do with the Que Yue Great Priest present, except to report it.”
Zhao Sheng, upon hearing this, showed a pondering expression in his eyes.
Yushu, seeing this, spoke again, “If my guess is not wrong, the Ear Reporting God should be with Junior Brother, right?”
By this time, there was no point in pretending anymore, so Zhao Sheng directly nodded and admitted, “Correct! The Ear Reporting God has already pledged allegiance to me.”
“Ah, Senior Brother Qiu really never gives up hope,” Yushu said with a hint of lamentation on his face after hearing this.
After speaking, Yushu’s right hand flickered and in his palm appeared a transparent cup about an inch high, with a complicated purple spirit pattern engraved on its wall and an inch high of golden liquid inside.
Zhao Sheng glanced at the golden liquid in the cup, a flicker of confusion passing through his eyes.
Yushu gently shook the cup, the golden liquid slightly rippling, giving off a mist of gold clouds, and emanated a faint, indescribable pressure.
“This object is the exceedingly rare Emperor Divine Blood, of which there are more than a hundred drops in this cup. If we of the Human Clan were to consume it, we would instantly perish without life. Divine Spirits, however, can use it to increase their Divine Power and promote growth in their Divine Body.”
Upon hearing about Emperor Divine Blood, Zhao Sheng first startled, then delight filled him.
He had never imagined Yushu would be willing to part with such a rare treasure.
The Ear Reporting God was an uncommon naturally born Divine Spirit.
Since the Ear Reporting God did not consume incense offerings, its strength grew exceedingly slow.
Apart from eavesdropping on others’ voices, it was hardly of any significant use.
There were countless treasures in the world, but Emperor Divine Blood was among the very few that greatly benefited the Ear Reporting God.
“Sanbao Junior Brother, this trade, shall we make it?”
After mulling it over momentarily, Zhao Sheng immediately made his decision and nodded, “Before his passing, Qiu Santong indeed left behind some words. He said that in the vast desert of the Hanhai River… he had hidden something. He hoped that I would one day go there and retrieve those items. Regrettably, these years I have been unable to free myself for the task.”
Upon hearing this, Yushu’s chest heaved repeatedly, a rare glimpse of joy flashing in his eyes.
He casually pushed the cup over to Zhao Sheng and nodded, “Thank you, Junior Brother, for granting me this favor! The treasure is yours.”
Zhao Sheng waved his sleeve, and the cup instantly vanished from sight.
“Brother Yushu, do you know which lineage the new Guardian Nascent Soul Great Priest is from?”
“It’s not from other lineages but precisely from a Nascent Soul Great Priest of the Divine Control Lineage. Have you heard of the tale where Zhou Shan offended the Northern Emperor?”
“Ah, so it is Elder Zhou…”
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Half a day later, inside the secret chamber of the cave mansion, Zhao Sheng sat crossed-legged on the Jade Yellow Cushion, closely examining the Golden Liquid Cup in his hand.
At this moment, the Ear Reporting God was whirling around the cup at high speed, and then simply clung to the cup with hands and feet, not letting go, a face full of anxious longing.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng released one hand from holding the cup and flicked his finger gently. The lid of the cup instantly flew open, revealing the swirling golden Divine Blood inside.
As soon as the lid was open, the Ear Reporting God shrunk to a fraction of its size, turning into a tiny person no larger than a firefly, and quickly jumped into the cup.
Its entire body soaked in the Divine Blood, causing its originally shadowy intangible form to suddenly solidify, visibly to the naked eye.
Witnessing this scene, Zhao Sheng was silent and thoughtful.
Seeing the Ear Reporting God motionless, as if it had fallen into a deep slumber,
Zhao Sheng’s thoughts shifted, and the cup lid slowly flew back in place, covering the cup once more.
After setting the cup aside, Zhao Sheng flung his hand, and the Chongliu Armor suddenly flew up into the air.
The next instant, Zhao Sheng formed a Dharma Seal with his hands, and the supremely pure Golden Core True Essence surged out from his Dantian, transforming into a great mass of blazing white torrent that enveloped the Chongliu Armor within it.
Zhao Sheng concentrated, enveloping it with his Divine Sense, as he began to manipulate the True Essence to refine the Chongliu Armor bit by bit.
Several days passed, and the amount of Divine Blood inside the cup had reduced considerably. The Ear Reporting God’s dark-colored shell began to fade, turning increasingly pale.
Half a month later, a nearly inaudible ‘crack’ echoed within the secret chamber.
The cup suddenly developed countless fine cracks and then collapsed into a heap of fragments. A chubby little person wobbled as it floated into the air and then slowly faded into nothingness.
Seeing this, a flash of joy passed through Zhao Sheng’s eyes,
