122: Auction, competition for the Evergreen Vine

Chapter 122: Auction, Competing for the ten thousand year evergreen spiritual vine

Three days passed in a flash.

For Soul Cang, it was a very relaxed period, he didn't even feel it pass.

He simply closed his eyes, cultivated for a while, and then was woken up by Yao Tianhuo.

However, across from Soul Cang, Yao Chen had a completely different opinion.

Yao Chen stared intently at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

On the ground, three porcelain bottles were laid out, containing several pills.

Among them were two seventh-grade pills and four sixth-grade pills.

These were the fruits of his three days of sleepless effort.

"With these, I should be able to acquire the medicinal ingredients," Yao Chen said.

The two seventh-grade pills were for assisting peak nine-star Dou Zong in gaining a highly successful chance to break through to Dou Zun.

Such pills held immense appeal, even for Dou Zun.

After all, they also had descendants.

As for the four six-star pills, they were even simpler: consuming one could raise a Dou Zong's star level by one.

One must know that under normal circumstances, a Dou Zong would need to spend a considerable amount of time cultivating to advance a star.

But with this pill, that time could be saved.

Furthermore, this pill could be consumed twice consecutively before losing its effectiveness.

Yao Chen couldn't help but look at Soul Cang curiously. Such a pill formula, placed anywhere, would be an extremely important item. He had never heard of it in all those years; how did Soul Cang know about it?

Soul Cang waved his hand, collecting the pills, and smiled, "You've worked hard, Venerable Yao."

Yao Chen waved his hand, "Stop it, you kid, don't pull that trick on me again."

With that, he disappeared into the ring.

Yao Tianhuo followed closely, afraid of being called back if he was too slow.

"Had enough fun, everyone? Come back now." Soul Cang glanced at the Fire Spirits in the room and said indifferently.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Fire Spirits of various colors flew from all directions, crashing into Soul Cang's body and disappearing.

Leaving the door, Soul Cang walked directly towards the auction house.

On the way, he pinned the badge representing the Dan Tower's certification to his chest.

...

At the entrance of the auction house, a large crowd had formed a long queue.

Soul Cang casually chose a line and stood in it.

At this moment, a figure wearing the auction house's emblem quickly walked over.

The man's gaze swept over the badge on Soul Cang's chest, and a fawning smile appeared on his face: "Respected Alchemist, there is a separate passage for you here. Please follow me."

Will anyone mind if I cut in line?

Soul Cang's gaze swept around. Although he wasn't someone to be trifled with, he also didn't want to be talked about.

After all, waiting a little longer wouldn't delay much time.

But when the people around discovered that Soul Cang was a high-level seventh-grade Alchemist, their eyes showed nothing but envy.

"Alright." Soul Cang then nodded and followed the man away.

After Soul Cang left, a commotion erupted in the queue, mostly discussing Soul Cang's appearance and Alchemist grade.

...

The interior of the auction house was very spacious, divided into two floors, upper and lower.

The lower floor primarily consisted of tiered seating, with a raised platform in the center at the front where the auctioneer and exhibits would be presented to the audience.

Soul Cang was led by the man to a private box on the second floor, on the left side.

The man was very polite, stating that if Soul Cang had any needs, he could inform the service staff outside, and they would do their best to fulfill them as quickly as possible.

Soul Cang took out the pills, informed the man of their effects, and asked him to arrange for their appraisal, but not for auction.

The man was first startled, then understood, nodded in agreement, and left.

Sitting in the private box, Soul Cang didn't wait long before he heard various sounds begin.

The auction hall grew increasingly crowded, with fewer and fewer empty seats.

Soul Cang even heard doors closing in the private boxes on both sides.

After waiting a bit longer, the man returned, bringing back the pills, and the respect in his gaze towards Soul Cang deepened.

Pills that could help break through to Dou Zun and raise a Dou Zong by two stars were extremely rare.

They were almost unheard of.

The man concluded that this young man must also come from some reclusive family.

"Mr. Wang, the auction is about to begin. Here is an introduction to today's auction items; you can take a look first." The man took out a piece of paper.

Soul Cang took it, glanced over it, and said indifferently, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The man smiled slightly and turned to leave.

In the private box, Soul Cang spread out the paper. After a quick scan, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards, and he said, "There really are blood essence demon fruit and ten thousand year evergreen spiritual vine."

Soon after, the auction officially began. After the auctioneer's brief opening, items were presented one by one and then sold at high prices.

Of course, not all auction items were sold.

Soul Cang watched for a while and found that most of the auction items were medicinal ingredients, with very few weapons, cultivation techniques, or Dou Skills appearing.

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Tapping on the armrest, Soul Cang waited quietly.

After another item was sold, the auctioneer lowered his head to look at the item description in his hand and smiled, "Next up for auction is the blood essence demon fruit. This client desires a pill formula or pills that can help break through to Dou Zun. If available, that's best; otherwise, money is also acceptable..."

"I have it." A detached voice interrupted the auctioneer. He looked up at a private box on the second floor.

Soul Cang continued, "Divine Sovereign Pill. After taking it, one can increase the success rate of advancing to Dou Zun by seventy percent."

A porcelain bottle flew out of the private box and was caught by the auctioneer.

There was some commotion in the hall. A pill that could allow a nine-star Dou Zong to break through to Dou Zun, even if not 100% successful, a seventy percent success rate was already terrifying.

The auctioneer calmed the crowd and then informed everyone that the pill's effects had been verified by the Alchemists of their auction house and were genuine.

Immediately, an even greater clamor erupted.

Those sitting on the first floor turned their heads, raising their gazes towards the private box, and several gazes from the second floor also looked over.

Soul Cang remained unmoved, looking at the auctioneer, "What are you still waiting for?"

"I apologize, esteemed sir, the owner of the blood essence demon fruit wishes to obtain a pill formula or at least two pills." The auctioneer looked troubled.

He had seen inside the porcelain bottle; there was only one, which didn't meet the minimum bidding condition.

Of course, this was also because he hadn't made it clear earlier.

The main reason was that the auctioneer hadn't expected anyone to be able to produce such a pill.

... Soul Cang was somewhat speechless and threw out another porcelain bottle.

After receiving it, the auctioneer asked twice if anyone could produce a pill formula or similar pills, but no one responded.

Ultimately, the blood essence demon fruit belonged to Soul Cang.

The auction then continued with other items. After a while, the ten thousand year evergreen spiritual vine finally appeared. Its owner was in need of money, so it would go to the highest bidder.

The starting bid was five million!

This was one of the medicinal ingredients Soul Cang needed, so he immediately bid. Other people in the hall also raised the price, and in the blink of an eye, the price was more than doubled.

Many people backed down, leaving only one person still bidding.

"Fifteen million. If you add more, I, White Text, will voluntarily withdraw." A voice came from a private box on the second floor.

The expressions of the crowd below and the auctioneer changed.

Voluntarily stating his name clearly indicated an intention to exert pressure, and the surname "Bai" belonged to one of Saint Dan City's five great families.

Someone recognized White Text and said that he was also a strong contender for the top three in this year's Pill Gathering.

Soul Cang said indifferently, "Fifteen million one hundred thousand."

According to the rules, each bid increase should not be less than one hundred thousand. Since the other party said they wouldn't add more if he did, he would save a little.

Crack!

In another private box, a handsome young man said with an angry expression, "Provocation! He completely disregards my Bai family. Uncle Gao, send someone to keep an eye on him."

A middle-aged man behind the young man immediately assented and left the private box.

White Text stared intently at the private box where Soul Cang was located: "You'd better be from one of the five great families, otherwise..."

..."Third call, sold!" The auctioneer called out several times. Seeing no one else bidding, he announced the result.

Soul Cang then handed over the Breakthrough Sect Pill for auction. He had no choice; he hadn't brought that much money with him.