Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 359 - 357 Panicked and Flustered
Chapter 359: Chapter 357: Panicked and Flustered
Chapter 359: Chapter 357: Panicked and Flustered
Wanren City, Qingfu Square.
Ning Daoran looked out from the elegant private room to see a huge auction square surrounded by tall buildings, with the auction stage right in the middle. Those cultivators who were reluctant to spend money on a private room were all sitting in the square, including burly martial artists with battle-axes and frail Foundation Establishment Ancestors of advanced age. People of all sorts and colors were present.
In just the time it took to drink a cup of tea, already dozens of Golden Core auras had probed Ning Daoran’s private room.
But all had returned without success. The original restrictions of Qingfu Square might not block the probing of someone at the Golden Core Stage, but who was Ning Daoran? He had laid dozens of additional prohibitions himself, enough that even the Divine Sense of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator might not penetrate them.
In any case, the auction today included the sale of Nascent Condensing Elixirs, and such holy medicines were sure to attract the gaze of countless Golden Core cultivators—perhaps even all the Golden Core cultivators in Yunzhou in need of such an elixir.
…
Not long after, a slender female cultivator in a plain dress took to the auction stage to preside over the proceedings of the day. Despite only being at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, she seemed well accustomed to such grand scenes. Holding a Jade Talisman that amplified her voice, she introduced to the bidding audience the details and values of various treasures one by one.
Initially, the items auctioned were just top-grade magical tools and spiritual artifacts.
Just as the patience of the crowd began to wear thin, the female cultivator smiled and brought out a few second-tier top-grade spiritual artifacts that were a bit more impressive, followed by treasures like Foundation Establishment Pills, Nichang Flowers, and Dust-falling Grass.
When it came time for the Jiedan Elixirs to be presented, the group of Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators in the square all turned fervent, their faces flushed with excitement, as if this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.
After a fierce competition, items like Foundation Establishment Pills and Jiedan Elixirs all found new owners.
Next, the young female cultivator took out a Jade Pestle from her Storage Bag, and instantly an aura of a magical treasure swept across the whole scene. It was a Third-tier Lower Grade Magical Treasure named Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle, with a starting bid of twenty thousand Spirit Stones!
As soon as the item was revealed, the entire auction square started to boil over.
“Zhao Yuanlong has quite the boldness, auctioning off a magical treasure, something sacred like this. However, the final price is probably not something we can touch.”
“Fellow Daoist speaks truthfully. It is said that the Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle was once the lifebound magical treasure of a Buddhist practitioner who was unfortunately harmed by someone. In the end, this treasure fell into the hands of a group of Loose Cultivators.”
“This treasure isn’t even the finale, how terrifying the foundation of Qingfu Square must be…”
Amidst the hubbub of the crowd, silent bids were being made continuously. The woman on the stage just cheerfully reported the new prices without ever mentioning which room or seat number the bid came from.
Ning Daoran chuckled to himself, thinking this was also a way of protecting consumer rights, wasn’t it?
As for that Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle, a mere Third-tier Low-Grade Magical Treasure, he did not even give it a second glance. In his eyes, even Third-tier Top-Grade Magical Treasures were almost out of his usage sequence, let alone something like the Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle, which was Third-tier and of lower grade.
In the end, the Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle was sold at the sky-high price of one hundred and ten thousand Spirit Stones, though nobody knew to which Golden Core Cultivator it had been sold.
…
“Ladies and gentlemen.”
The slender legs of the female cultivator on the auction stage moved as she spoke: “Up next will be our square’s final item for this auction.”
As she said this, she slapped her Storage Bag, and instantly a Lingzhi mushroom exuding a golden flame-like aura, as large as a ‘pu’ fan, appeared in her hand. The rich scent of medicine instantly spread throughout the entire auction square.
“It’s the Red Sun Ganoderma, truly the Red Sun Ganoderma!”
“My goodness, that’s the Nascent Condensing Elixir of legends…”
“If only my family’s ancestor had such a Red Sun Ganoderma back then, perhaps they wouldn’t have perished in a corporeal dissipation and would’ve already joined the ranks of the Nascent Souls…”
“How infuriating, I’m merely at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, the Red Sun Ganoderma is useless for me…”
Upon the emergence of the Red Sun Ganoderma, the whole square was seething.
Ning Daoran frowned slightly, sensing the Golden Core auras in each private room growing intense as well. Once everyone was sure it was truly a Nascent Condensing Elixir, they became incredibly excited!
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“Ladies and gentlemen.”
The graceful female cultivator smiled and said, “Red Sun Ganoderma, one of the three ingredients of the Nascent Condensing Elixir, is said to increase the success rate of Nascent Soul cultivation by half even if a full Nascent Condensing Pill is not formed. This holy medicine is consigned to our establishment by a Nascent Soul Senior, with a starting bid of fifty thousand Spirit Stones. Those interested can simply enter their bids into the Jade Talisman.”
Instantly, the light of the Jade Talisman in her hand flickered, and she smiled, “A respected guest has offered sixty thousand Spirit Stones! Oh, pardon me, the price has been surpassed—there’s now a bid of seventy thousand Spirit Stones!”
For a moment, everyone in attendance drew a breath of cold air—increasing the bid by ten thousand at a time, was there a need to be so frantic? Were these Golden Core Late Stage Cultivators really not lacking Spirit Stones?
Ning Daoran watched without haste, deciding to observe first.
Not long after, the price reached a staggering two hundred and ten thousand Spirit Stones—already exceeding Ning Daoran’s previous estimates.
He frowned, picked up the Jade Talisman, and entered a bid of two hundred and twenty thousand Spirit Stones.
“Oh?”
The slender female cultivator smiled and announced, “A guest has raised the bid to two hundred and twenty thousand Spirit Stones. Is there a higher offer?”
…
All at once, the sound of a teacup shattering echoed from a second-floor elegant private room to the southwest of the auction hall.
A Golden Core Late Stage female cultivator dressed in a red skirt stood up from her seat, her ordinary face filled with anger, “Who on earth is so bold as to compete with us for this Red Sun Ganoderma?”
“There’s no need for the miss to be so angry.”
Beside her, an older man in a grey robe and at Golden Core Late Stage squinted his eyes and said, “Perhaps this person is just bluffing. We brought three hundred thousand Spirit Stones this time; I can’t believe someone can truly afford to offer more than this number.”
Next to him, another old woman, also at Golden Core Late Stage and leaning on a cane, sneered, “If they really can afford that number, they’re probably not a Golden Core cultivator at all, but a Nascent Soul Cultivator making a move.”
“Hopefully that’s the case.”
The red-skirted female cultivator picked up the Jade Talisman, inputting a bid of 230,000 Spirit Stones.
But before long, the cultivator from afar declared a number of 240,000.
“Is he still raising the price?”
With a cold gaze, the red-skirted female cultivator directly input a sky-high bid of 280,000, sneering, “I refuse to believe he can still keep up now!”
The elder and the old lady nodded in agreement: “Miss’s words are very true…”
However, not long after, the cultivator announced again: “A distinguished guest has offered 310,000. Is there a higher bid?”
“Ah?”
Inside the private room, the red-skirted female cultivator stumbled backwards several steps, bracing against the windowsill, her face extremely pale: “Can’t even secure a Red Sun Ganoderma for 300,000? If so… my effort to condense the Nascent Soul this time…”
“It’s our miscalculation.”
The old lady with a cane frowned: “Had we known this Red Sun Ganoderma would fetch such an astronomical price, we should have brought an extra 100,000 Spirit Stones when we left the valley.”
“Hmph, this isn’t the end of it!”
The late-stage Golden Core elder furrowed his brows, his lips moving slightly as if speaking to someone outside, then after a while, his eyes flashed fiercely, “Miss, let’s leave the city immediately. No matter who bought the Red Sun Ganoderma, unless he is a Nascent Soul Ancestor, they shall not leave Wanren City alive!”
“Good!”
In an instant, three figures departed from Wanren City.
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Inside Qingfu Square.
A manager handed over a Storage Bag containing the Red Sun Ganoderma, while Ning Daoran took out 3,100 Middle-grade Spirit Stones, counted them on the spot, finalized the transaction, and then left through a secret passage.
However, upon leaving Qingfu Square, Ning Daoran felt a chill at his back, as if he was being watched. His years of experience as a Loose Cultivator had honed a never-failing sense of crisis, and this time would certainly be no exception.
“Shua~~~”
Transforming into a streak of Tunneling light, the moment he flew out of the Southern City Wall of Wanren City, Ning Daoran could clearly feel that a Divine Sense had locked onto him, originating from the southern woods.
“Fellow Daoist He, are you too afraid to show your true self?” he couldn’t help but sneer.
“Tsks, Fellow Daoist, you indeed have commendable methods.”
In the woods, three figures emerged – the two elders and the young one from the private room, all late-stage Golden Core cultivators. Especially the old man, whose aura was extremely robust, his Cultivation likely not far off from Master Nandou’s.
“Fellow Daoist.”
The elder squinted his eyes and smiled, “Leave behind the Red Sun Ganoderma, and you can leave. We won’t trouble you further. There’s no need for someone in the mid-stage Golden Core like you to lose your life over someone else’s Red Sun Ganoderma.”
“Hmph…”
Ning Daoran chuckled, such a straightforward dialogue, the last time he heard this was back in the Qi Refinement Realm.
“Fellow Daoist, you don’t think you can fight your way out, do you?”
The old lady with the cane raised a light with Wood Attribute Magic Power, and instantly countless vines extended underground, quickly turning the area for miles into a cage.
She smirked, “We have thoroughly investigated Fellow Daoist Huang, and you don’t really think you can take the Red Sun Ganoderma and leave alive, do you?”
“Hmph, why waste words on this wretch with the two Protectors?”
The red-skirted female cultivator’s gaze was icy: “Today, this person will have no other path but death, even if he hands over the Red Sun Ganoderma!”
“Ugly and verbose.”
Ning Daoran commented indifferently.
“What did you say?!”
The red-skirted female cultivator was furious and made a move immediately. As her sleeves lifted, two magic treasure-level Red silks enveloped the heavens in an overwhelming onslaught.
The two old Golden Cores acted almost simultaneously, with the elder deploying a Flying Sword, and the old lady encompassing the atmosphere with the aura of the Green Wood Realm, spiritual pressure roaring towards Ning Daoran with the intent to directly suppress him with force!
…
Ning Daoran’s gaze was icy. With a slap on his Storage Bag, a series of Array Flags and Array Plates flew out, swiftly setting up a White Feather Flowing Sound Array and a Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation around him!
“Buzz~~~”
A tender golden bamboo forest rose up, with each bamboo leaf enveloped in profound Sword intent. At the same time, Ning Daoran, wielding the Big Green Dragon, rushed forward, surrounded by strands of Golden Silk Sword light.
“Big Stupid Deer, Little Bai!”
He had no plans to confront them singlehandedly. Inside the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, Big Stupid Deer and Little Bai soared into the sky. At the same time, Ning Daoran slapped his Storage Bag, summoning a formidable figure clad in armor, wielding a blood-red spear, the Third-tier High-grade Puppet!
“Not good!”
The old man’s eyes were frosty: “This person’s foundation is too deep!”
