95: Chapter 95 Two Hundred Years of Red Fruit Tree Roots

Just as Wang Bin was deep in thought, a Spirit Feather Crane gracefully descended outside a three-story building spanning an acre.

Wang Bin and Du Juan, holding their invitations, walked straight through the Formation at the entrance and stepped into the mysterious auction house.

As soon as he entered, Wang Bin keenly sensed over thirty powerful auras rushing towards him, some of which were particularly strong. He secretly speculated that these must be the pressures emanating from Golden Core cultivators.

Just then, a middle-aged and elderly Cultivator with greying temples and an aura of Foundation Establishment Perfection approached with a smile.

"Manager Du has honored us with her presence, and this must be Junior Brother Qingmu. My younger sister has mentioned you!

I am Chu Tianwen, and my father is Chu Wu."

"Hehe, Uncle Qingmu, aren't you especially surprised, especially unexpectedly!"

Chu Tianqing, like a nimble sprite, suddenly appeared from behind Chu Tianwen, smiling as she looked at Wang Bin.

"Haha, it's truly unexpected. If I had known it was your Chu Family hosting this trade fair, I would have rushed here eagerly in advance."

Wang Bin was full of surprise, not expecting the world to be so small. This Chu Tianwen in front of him was probably Chu Tianqing's elder brother who failed to break through to the Golden Core Realm.

"Xiao Tian, take Manager Du and Junior Brother Qingmu to find a suitable seat. I still need to wait here for other guests."

Chu Tianqing nodded at the words and led Wang Bin and Du Juan to a seat by the side of the first row in the main hall, then quietly transmitted her voice:

"The private rooms on the second floor are all for Golden Core Seniors, while the first-floor hall is entirely for Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Your seat in the first row is very good. I still need to help my Big Brother, and I'll come find you after I'm done."

After Wang Bin settled down, he looked around and saw that about twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators were already seated sporadically.

As for the Golden Core cultivators upstairs, he held them in awe and dared not easily probe them with his Divine Sense.

This scene was slightly different from his original imagination. In his understanding, in a place like an auction house, shouldn't everyone be given masks or veils with Divine Sense-blocking functions upon entry to hide their identities?

However, at present, except for a few who brought their own identity-concealing items, everyone else looked indifferent and at ease.

"Senior Brother Qingmu, don't look around, and also, please don't communicate with me secretly through voice transmission later.

With many Golden Core cultivators present today, our voice transmissions between Foundation Establishment Cultivators might be intercepted by some of them.

Furthermore, this is a legitimate trade fair, not some shady black market, so there's no need to hide our identities.

This is an event organized by Young Master Chu, a legitimate trade fair, and safety is absolutely guaranteed."

Wang Bin was startled upon hearing this. Although many doubts still lingered in his mind, he stopped asking questions.

He simply sat quietly, patiently waiting for the trade fair to begin.

About half an hour later, the entire hall was almost full, with nearly forty Foundation Establishment Cultivators gathered here, and over a dozen Golden Core cultivators appearing in the private rooms on the second floor.

It was the first time in Wang Bin's life that he witnessed such a grand scene. He secretly sighed, thinking that Xihai City truly was a place where Dragons and crouching tigers hid. In comparison, his own White Cloud City was much safer and more comfortable.

At this moment, Chu Tianwen slowly walked onto the stage, cupped his hands to the surroundings, and said loudly:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoists, for making the effort to attend.

This trade fair has the honor of inviting over a dozen Golden Core Seniors due to the appearance of rare treasures.

I have invited my second brother, Chu Tianyu, to oversee the event. All of you can trade with confidence; my Chu Family will do its utmost to ensure everyone's safety.

If anyone dares to cause trouble here, my Chu Family is willing to compensate double for any losses incurred!"

Following Chu Tianwen's domineering declaration, a young man in the Golden Core Realm walked out from backstage. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, exuding an imposing aura, and carried two Flying Swords on his back. He calmly sat cross-legged in a corner of the stage.

Immediately after, an old-faced Cultivator, who had reached Late Foundation Establishment Stage, ascended the stage.

"I am Ouyang De, and I presume many Fellow Daoists present know me.

The item I am trading for this time is a High Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Mother-Child Twin Swords, which is the Peak of my Artifact Refining skill.

By simply controlling the Mother Sword, the Child Sword can follow like a shadow, moving freely.

Its blades are extremely sharp, and it only requires one-tenth of Qi to activate these two High Grade Spiritual Artifacts, greatly conserving Qi during combat.

The Mother-Child Twin Swords, as the name implies, also have a hidden function, a function that will definitely exceed everyone's imagination, but I can only tell the Fellow Daoist who possesses this Spiritual Artifact.

I hope to exchange it for treasures that can increase the Lifespan of Foundation Establishment Cultivators by thirty to fifty years, such as Longevity Pills, Rejuvenation Water, or Hundred-Year Vermillion Fruits, any similar treasures will do."

After a simple introduction, Ouyang De looked expectantly at the Golden Core cultivators on the second floor.

"Senior Brother Qingmu, this Ouyang De is a well-known Loose Cultivator in Xihai City, and also a Second-Tier High Grade Artifact Refining Great Master.

He is capable of refining Second-Tier High Grade Spiritual Artifacts, but he is now one hundred and eighty years old, and his Lifespan is about to run out. He is now extremely anxious.

As long as there are various trade fairs and auctions in Xihai City, he will go to participate, hoping to exchange for longevity treasures.

However, longevity treasures that appear for sale are extremely rare; most of them are concentrated in the hands of those Nascent Soul Families, and those large Families would certainly not care for these ordinary things.

The items Ouyang De has presented simply do not enter their Dharma Eye.

Although theoretically, the value of longevity treasures usable by Foundation Establishment Cultivators may not be higher than the High Grade Spiritual Artifacts in Ouyang De's hands."

Wang Bin nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

How could large Families be willing to exchange precious longevity treasures for these ordinary Spiritual Artifacts?

Unless a Loose Cultivator accidentally obtained a longevity treasure, it would be possible for him to exchange it.

Anyway, if he himself possessed longevity treasures, he would certainly not exchange them easily, unless he had more than enough and was in dire need of Spiritual Artifacts.

As expected, the entire hall instantly fell into a dead silence, utterly quiet.

The disappointment in Ouyang De's eyes grew stronger. Just as he was about to step down dejectedly, he suddenly stopped, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

He saw his lips tremble slightly, clearly communicating with someone via voice transmission, and then his expression kept changing, shifting between cloudy and clear.

Finally, he sighed and said:

"Fine! I'll exchange it!"

Then, a chubby man in the Mid Stage Foundation Establishment walked onto the stage with a beaming smile, took out a jade box from his Storage Pouch, and respectfully handed it to Ouyang De.

Ouyang De quickly reached out to take it and eagerly opened the jade box, only to see a slightly translucent, dry tree root inside.

"The root of a two-hundred-year-old Vermillion Fruit!"

There were many well-informed people in the center of the hall who recognized the item at a glance and couldn't help but exclaim.

Even the Golden Core cultivators on the second floor extended their Divine Sense. A two-hundred-year-old Vermillion Fruit was a treasure that could extend the Lifespan of Golden Core cultivators. Although it was just a tree root, it should not be underestimated.

"Good, I'll exchange it.

These are the Mother-Child Swords, along with my many years of accumulated Artifact Refining insights, and a thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. I will transmit the secret of the Mother-Child Twin Swords to you."

After the chubby man in the Mid Stage Foundation Establishment carefully inspected it, the transaction was successfully completed.

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, wait a moment. Does the Vermillion Fruit root in your hand still have vitality?

Is it possible to plant it and make it grow? This is a two-hundred-year-old Vermillion Fruit root!

If it can be grown, it will definitely become a Family heirloom."

The voice of a certain Golden Core old monster from the second floor drifted down. A two-hundred-year longevity treasure, even if consumed by a Golden Core cultivator, could extend their Lifespan by at least ten years.

Although this was just a root, consuming it would extend a Foundation Establishment Cultivator's Lifespan by about twenty years, but it was somewhat wasteful.

If it could be kept alive, its value would definitely increase significantly.

"Reporting to Senior, this tree root shows no signs of life, otherwise, it wouldn't be available to a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator like me."

Ouyang De respectfully cupped his hands towards upstairs, and after a slight hesitation, he directly swallowed the tree root.

Although it could only extend his Lifespan by twenty years, it was better than nothing! Moreover, this Vermillion Fruit root was already two hundred years old.

Even if a Golden Core cultivator consumed it, it could add ten years to their Lifespan.

He thought it over carefully and still felt that consuming it directly was the safest option.

He deeply understood the torment and pain of waiting for death. If a Golden Core cultivator whose Lifespan was nearing its end also set their eyes on it, then it would be big trouble.

After consuming the Vermillion Fruit root, he bowed deeply to Chu Tianyu, who was overseeing the event, and then walked to a spot not far from him, directly sitting down cross-legged to fully refine it.