Longevity: Building A Tiandao Family From The World Of Cultivating Immortals

"This Marrow Cleansing Pill is desired by my wife. I offer ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."

A cultivator at the Foundation Building Stage shouted.

No one in the audience dared to bid.

Not to mention that it was a madman.

Old Ghost Ding successfully bid for the third Marrow Cleansing Pill and brought it to Chen Qingling. He smiled and said, "Madam, you have consumed too many spiritual medicines recently. This Marrow Cleansing Pill can help detoxify your body."

Chen Qingling smiled and said, "Thank you, husband."

Old Ghost Ding gently touched Chen Qingling's snow-white belly and said, "As long as you take good care of yourself and successfully give birth to our son, I will do anything you ask."

A trace of disgust flashed in Chen Qingling's beautiful eyes as she coldly said, "I want to personally kill Lu Changfeng. Can you make that happen now?"

Old Ghost Ding's face stiffened. "Fallen Cloud Town is far from Fallen Cloud City, and he is just a Qi Refining Stage ant. I can kill him for you at any time, but why do you want to do it yourself? It wouldn't be good if you had any complications during the journey."

Chen Qingling replied impatiently, "Then when can I personally kill Lu Changfeng?"

"After you give birth."

"I also want to torture Lu Changfeng's Dao companion until she wishes she were dead, and then sell her to a brothel."

Old Ghost Ding forced a smile and said, "Alright, alright. After you give birth, we can discuss everything. You can kill whoever you want!"

The auction continued.

Lu Changfeng showed no interest in the next item up for auction and remained silent.

"Spirit Gathering Talisman, First Grade Rank Eight talisman, when worn by a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, it can double their cultivation speed. Starting price is fifteen thousand low-grade spirit stones. Please start bidding..."

When the Spirit Gathering Talisman was presented.

Lu Changfeng's eyes gleamed.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this trip was not in vain!

Spirit roots are primarily silver, followed by gold, blue, and finally black.

These colors represent purity.

And single spirit roots are of the highest quality, reaching gold is considered pure spirit roots.

Then there are dual, triple, quadruple, and quintuple spirit roots.

The colors of these multi-element spirit roots also vary.

For example, for dual-element spirit roots, water spirit roots are gold in purity, while earth spirit roots are blue in purity. Therefore, this person's spirit roots are of medium to high quality.

Lu Changfeng's quintuple spirit roots are all black in purity.

So his spirit roots are the lowest-grade in the cultivation world, just one step away from being considered waste spirit roots. His aptitude is extremely poor, which is why Lu Changfeng chooses to steadily improve his cultivation instead of forcefully advancing.

Of course, in addition to the common spirit roots mentioned above, there are other special spirit roots.

Such as Heaven Spirit Root, Earth Spirit Root, Five Elements Spirit Root, and Wind Spirit Root, which are all higher-level spirit roots than pure spirit roots.

"I must obtain this Spirit Gathering Talisman."

Lu Changfeng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with greed.

If he could acquire this First Grade Rank Eight Spirit Gathering Talisman and then undergo Divine Spirit Realm cultivation, it would probably not only double his cultivation speed.

It would be equivalent to installing a golden pure spirit root for him, saving him a lot of cultivation time.

It would be strange if Lu Changfeng wasn't tempted.

"Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Twenty-five thousand."

"Thirty thousand."

"Forty thousand."

When the Spirit Gathering Talisman appeared, the young members of the four major families of Fallen Cloud City and some independent cultivators in the audience began to compete. Their cultivation levels were all at least at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Although they were wary of the four major families of Fallen Cloud City, at their level, they were welcomed by any power.

Therefore, they had the confidence and were not afraid of retaliation from the four major families of Fallen Cloud City.

The price of the Spirit Gathering Talisman quickly soared to seventy thousand spirit stones.

Only one independent cultivator and the young members of the four major families were still competing.

However, when the price reached eighty thousand spirit stones, the Tie Family and Zhuge Family felt that the price was too high and withdrew.

"Eighty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Lu Changfeng said lightly.

The people present were once again shocked by Lu Changfeng's actions.

Who is this person?

His financial resources are unexpectedly so abundant.

Eighty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones would be enough to bankrupt a Qi Refining ninth-level cultivator.

Zhuge Ming sneered, "Good, I didn't expect to encounter such a big fish today. Go ahead and bid! Whatever you win will all be mine."

"Ninety thousand low-grade spirit stones," said the only independent cultivator who had been competing.

Lu Changfeng turned his head and found that this person was dressed similarly to himself, wearing black clothes, but he did not conceal his Qi Refining ninth-level cultivation.

"Ninety-one thousand low-grade spirit stones. My wife also wants this Spirit Gathering Talisman. Please feel free to bid," said Old Ghost Ding coldly, threateningly.

Lu Changfeng and the independent cultivator frowned.

Meanwhile, Liu Tianliang could only helplessly smile and withdraw.

Time passed second by second.

The auctioneer on the stage, with a delicate appearance, looked at the lack of competition and began the countdown.

"Ninety-one thousand one hundred low-grade spirit stones."

"Ninety-one thousand one hundred low-grade spirit stones, second bid."

"Next is the final call. If no one else competes, this Spirit Gathering Talisman will belong to the Ding Family Patriarch."

Before the words fell, the independent cultivator suddenly spoke up, "Ninety-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Old Ghost Ding stared at the independent cultivator sitting in the seat with his cloudy old eyes, his anger evident. "Good, very good. You dare to snatch even my wife's things. You have quite the audacity."

Boom...

A massive Foundation Building Stage pressure swept over the area, causing the Qi Refining Stage cultivators present to feel as if their throats were being strangled, unable to breathe. Their faces turned pale with fear and unease.

"Old Ghost Ding, this is where Myriad Treasures Pavilion is. It's not a place for you to act recklessly," a cold voice came from the second floor of the auction house, accompanied by a gentle yet oppressive aura. The spiritual pressure in the auction house instantly dissipated.

Old Ghost Ding's face was filled with fear as he respectfully said, "Apologies, Manager Wang. I will withdraw from this auction."

"Not to be repeated," came the cold voice from the second floor again.

The auctioneer on the stage, with a charming appearance, gave Old Ghost Ding a disdainful glance.

She hated it most when someone disturbed her auction.

Old Ghost Ding withdrew.

Everyone present thought that the independent cultivator would win the Spirit Gathering Talisman.

But then Lu Changfeng spoke up.

The atmosphere instantly became intense again.

"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones," Lu Changfeng said.

Hearing this, everyone felt incredulous.

Because this price had already exceeded forty percent of the value of the Spirit Gathering Talisman.

The independent cultivator's face stiffened, "One hundred and ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"One hundred and twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones," Lu Changfeng continued to raise the bid, sounding confident of his victory.

The independent cultivator furrowed his brows, "One hundred and thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"One hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones," Lu Changfeng directly raised the bid by twenty thousand, loudly announcing it.

The independent cultivator glared fiercely at Lu Changfeng.

This price had already exceeded his financial capabilities, and he was unable to compete any further.

The auctioneer with a charming appearance threw a flirtatious glance at Lu Changfeng.

"One hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones. Is there anyone willing to offer a higher price? If not, this Spirit Gathering Talisman will belong to this Fellow Daoist."