Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

After each pill was photographed, a female cultivator holding a brocade box would lightly deliver the pill directly to the Feitian House, then collect the spirit stones and return to the platform.

Most of them are similar to the "Huanxin Pill", which is only useful for monks in the early stage of spiritual transformation.

There are only two kinds of elixirs in the middle stage. As for the elixir that is useful in the later stage, there is one that has never been seen.

This is not strange!
Even though the spiritual energy in the spiritual world is dense and there are plenty of spiritual medicines, most of the raw materials needed for elixirs above the Divine Transformation level still have to be obtained from the wild world. If they are cultivated artificially, it either takes too long or is extremely difficult to keep them alive.

As a result, it is rare to see elixirs above the level of natural gods.

Moreover, the higher the level of the elixir, the lower the chance of successfully refining it.

Even if a pill is successfully refined in the later stage, every cultivator will keep it for themselves. No one would be willing to put it up for auction.

This is also the case in Tianyuan City, where various alchemy materials are extremely abundant. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find elixirs for the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation, let alone elixirs for the middle stage.

Once all the pills were bought, the old man in white robe waved his hand, and the women who originally had empty hands immediately turned their palms over and took out a brocade box from their storage bracelets.

When the brocade box was opened, it was still filled with jade bottles of different styles, still in the shape of elixirs.

However, these pills were not elixirs that promoted cultivation, but rather holy medicines for detoxification and healing. Another round of bidding started immediately.

This batch of pills was obviously not as popular as the first one. Although they were also sold out, the price was much lower than the first batch.

For every cultivator, the more advanced cultivation pills, the better, and for auxiliary and rescue spiritual medicines, just prepare a few for backup. Naturally, the bidding will not be too fierce.

However, as soon as the auction of this batch of pills was over, when the ten female cultivators once again took out wooden boxes with forbidden talismans attached to them from their storage bracelets, the slightly depressed atmosphere in the hall immediately became lively again.

After these forbidden talismans were torn off one by one, the finished treasures flashing with various colors of spiritual light appeared in front of everyone.

There are common objects such as flying swords and flying knives, as well as top-level ancient treasures in rare forms such as seals, cards, and mirrors.

The old man in white robe then focused his eyes and reached out to grab one of the brocade boxes in the air. Suddenly, a bronze token was caught in his hand by an invisible force.

The old man in white robe threw the token lightly into the air, then he quickly made a gesture with his hands, and a brilliant spell hit it like a meteor.

After the token spun around, suddenly three shadows shot out from it and turned into three giant pythons five or six feet long.

The three giant pythons were green, red and white in colour. They were coiled in the air nearby. Their scales were flashing with cold light, their fangs were sharp, their eyes were fierce, and they looked extremely ferocious and terrifying!

"The Poison Python Token is made with the spirits of three ancient pythons as the main material. It can drive the spirits to appear and fight the enemy. The three pythons working together are no less powerful than three Yuanying stage helpers. It is a rare treasure with a starting price of two million spirit stones. Each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand!" The old man in white robe stopped chanting the spell and introduced the origin and magical powers of the token in a loud voice.

"two millions!"

Although the three Nascent Soul cultivator helpers were nothing in the eyes of the Spiritualization cultivator, if they were used at a critical moment, they could still bring about a surprise victory in the fight, and interested cultivators immediately made bids.

"Two million and two hundred thousand!" After a brief silence, someone else also took a fancy to this treasure and began to fight for it.

"Two million three hundred thousand!"

"Three and a half million!"

After fierce bidding, the price soared and was finally bought by an ugly woman with satisfaction.

At this time, the old man in white robe solemnly took out a new treasure, which was a bronze mirror emitting a deep black light.

The frame of the bronze mirror was engraved with mysterious and complex runes, like an ancient curse, faintly flashing with an eerie glow.

The back of the mirror is inlaid with dark blue gems, which are connected by silver threads, forming a mysterious pattern.

The mirror surface is as smooth as water, yet it seems like a bottomless black hole, making people afraid.

"This is the 'Netherworld Magic Mirror', which can create illusions to confuse the enemy's mind. If the opponent is not careful, he will be trapped in it and unable to extricate himself! The starting price is three million spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one hundred thousand spirit stones." The old man in white robe was very satisfied when he saw that everyone was in high spirits, and continued to speak loudly.

"Three million and two million!"

"Three and a half million!"

"Three million and seven hundred thousand!"

Treasures were auctioned off one after another. After two rounds of bidding, the last two items turned out to be top-grade spiritual treasures, and the price was pushed to an unbelievable level.

Although it was only a spiritual treasure of the lowest level, even cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage could not help but bid for it.

Every additional spiritual treasure they have may give them a better chance of surviving the great calamity.

In fact, most of the highlight treasures in previous auctions were of this level.

However, there were also some Void Refinement cultivators who just watched coldly and did not bid at all, obviously going for the last three treasures.

Although they can all be called spiritual treasures, the difference between ordinary spiritual treasures and the all-powerful spiritual treasures that can be listed on the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List is as huge as heaven and earth. Anyone who thinks he has the power of one shot will naturally not give up easily.

Yang Qian did not participate in all this and just sat quietly in the stone house.

His posture was upright and his expression was calm, as if he was away from the hustle and bustle.

But when it came to the auction of various rare materials and martial arts secrets, Yang Qian's spirit perked up, his eyes became focused, and he began to pay close attention to the progress of the auction.

Pieces of rare materials and secret manuals of martial arts were auctioned off as fast as shooting stars.

When the sound of a can of "real toad spirit blood" came from the mouth of the old man in white robe, Yang Qian's face finally showed a hint of joy.

Although his original purpose of participating in this auction was not for this spiritual blood, if he could win it, it would be icing on the cake.

However, when the old man in white robe called out the bottom price of 1.5 million spirit stones, Yang Qian's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

This is the highest reserve price among all the rare materials that have been sold before, and the price is exactly the same as that recorded in the original book.

Yang Qian sighed silently in his heart. He had not yet decided how many spirit stones he would have to pay to get the jar of spirit liquid.
Or, directly participate in the finale?
His brows furrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a price shouted out from a flying house made his expression even weirder. "It's really like this." Yang Qian curled his lips slightly and shook his head helplessly, secretly complaining in his heart that the competition would probably be fierce.

"Three million spirit stones!" A lazy voice came from a remote corner of the hall. The voice seemed to be careless and casual, but also had an unquestionable determination.

The other monks who were originally about to bid suddenly stopped talking, and looked over in surprise at the same time, as if they were cast under a spell.

Unfortunately, there are restrictions in the Feitian House, so it is impossible to see the appearance of the person who made the bid.

True toad spiritual blood is a necessary material for refining true toad liquid, but the price of three million is naturally beyond the upper limit of most people's bids.

For a moment, the hall fell silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Yang Qian was also watching coldly, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the auction table, staring intently at the jar of spiritual blood in the white-robed old man's hand. His eyes narrowed involuntarily, with an inexplicable brilliance flashing in his eyes, like a cold star in the deep night sky, elusive, and no one knew what he was secretly planning in his heart.

The price of three million spirit stones was naturally something that Yang Qian could easily afford.

Although this price is slightly higher than the expected reserve price, the Kirin scale, one of the final items, is the treasure he is determined to obtain. He will naturally not lose the overall situation for such a small profit.

At this time, Yang Qian's face was solemn and his lips were tightly pursed.

Although Yang Qian had a rich reserve of spirit stones and even specially reserved precious spirit herbs, with his cautious and careful character, he would never rush out and show off.

After all, it’s better to be safe than sorry!

There was determination and calmness in his eyes.

Judging from the attitude of the person who made the bid just now, it is obvious that he is determined to get this jar of real toad spirit blood, just like in the original book.

Even if you really offer three million, you may not be able to win the auction. On the contrary, it may attract extra attention from others. It is better to be patient and wait until the end to win the finale.

Yang Qian snorted lightly, a hint of indifference appearing on his face.

Moreover, for Yang Qian, such a small amount of spiritual blood was only enough to familiarize himself with the refining process of the True Toad Liquid, and it was impossible to actually refine many spiritual medicines.

After thinking it over carefully, he finally kept a calm face and did not make any bid.

Yang Qian slowly let out a breath and his expression returned to calm.

Just because Yang Qian doesn’t bid doesn’t mean others will give up the item.

After a brief silence, several people started bidding.

These people are obviously cultivators in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage. They are in urgent need of the True Toad Liquid to break through the bottleneck of their own cultivation. Ordinary cultivators would never pay such a high price.

After a fierce competition among several people, this jar of real toad spirit blood was successfully bought by the first person who opened his mouth at an astonishingly high price of five million.

The corners of Yang Qian's mouth rose slightly, as if he had anticipated this result.

The upturned corners of his mouth showed a hint of calmness and composure, his eyes were deep and clear, like the bright stars in the night sky, revealing the confidence that everything is under control.

Such a high price attracted many interested monks, who frequently looked towards the flying stone house where the man was.

Their eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry, their brows were furrowed like crumpled pieces of paper, and they were secretly guessing each other's identities, but of course they got nothing.

The next few materials are also extremely rare and are what cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage need to refine pills.

Although there are fewer people bidding, the prices are even more staggering.

One of the purple ten-thousand-year-old barbaric fruits was auctioned for a sky-high price of nearly ten million.

The monks who were attending this kind of auction for the first time were all stunned.

Their mouths were wide open, their eyes were round as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, their faces were full of disbelief and amazement, and the veins on their foreheads were slightly bulging due to excessive surprise.

The materials alone are so amazing. If it were a finished elixir useful to a Void Refining cultivator, the price would be unimaginable.

Not long after the auction of materials, secret manuals and other items was completed, the old man in white robe clapped his hands lightly, and the ten female cultivators who had been standing behind him flew down from the auction platform one after another.

At the same time, three monks in different costumes slowly walked up from the audience.

A plain-dressed lady in a green skirt, her figure was graceful, like a willow branch swaying in the spring wind, her face was pretty, her skin was white as snow, and so delicate that it seemed as if it could be blown away, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes, like the cold moon that made people dare not approach her easily.

The woman had her long black hair tied up simply, with a few strands of hair falling on both sides of her cheeks, adding a bit of charm. She wore a pair of small jade earrings on her earlobes, which swayed gently with her steps, flashing charming light.

The other was an old man with a ruddy face. He was slightly fat, and his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled. The wrinkles on his face were crisscrossed like ravines, and each wrinkle seemed to tell the story of the years. He had a tuft of snow-white beard on his chin, which trembled slightly with his laughter.

The old man had his hands behind his back, with a few antique rings on his fingers, exuding a mysterious aura.

And a middle-aged scholar with a refined appearance. He was wearing a white gown with fluttering sleeves, and had an extraordinary temperament. He held a folding fan with a landscape painting on it, which was exquisite and elegant.

This man's eyes were full of wisdom and calmness, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was like a spring breeze, making people feel warm and comfortable. His hair was tied up high and fixed with a jade hairpin, which was inlaid with a blue gem, shining faintly in the sun.

Upon seeing these three people, there was a commotion among the cultivators in the hall.

Everyone was whispering to each other, looking excited, and some even couldn't help but stand up to see more clearly.

Yang Qian vaguely heard words like "appraiser" and instantly understood that these three people were undoubtedly the three great appraisers in the market town mentioned by the old man surnamed Chi at the beginning.

The cultivation of these three people is not as profound as that of the old man in white robe. They are only in the initial stage of transformation of spirit, but each of them exudes extraordinary aura.

The woman's coldness was mixed with a hint of arrogance that was hard to conceal, and her slightly raised chin seemed to declare her coldness and aloofness to everyone; the old man's kind face hid an imperceptible shrewdness, and the occasional flash of brilliance made people dare not underestimate it; the scholar's elegant temperament was full of self-confidence, and there was a hint of pride in his straight back.

And they could cause such a commotion among the cultivators in the hall, so it was obvious that they were not ordinary people.

Just as Yang Qian was lost in thought, the old man in white robes saw the three people coming up to the stage. He couldn't wait to walk up to them quickly, smiling, and politely exchanged a few words with them. Then he quickly turned around and said loudly to the group of cultivators:

"The following are the three most valuable treasures of this auction!" (End of this chapter)