darknovel Chapter 43 4 spirit stones, I want this spirit fire!
Chapter 43 4 spirit stones, I want this spirit fire!
But perhaps because the two senior experts from the previous secret realm had bid too high, when the Qi Transformation Pill appeared, there were hardly any bidders.
However, this pill is the key for cultivators who have broken through to the secret realm. It is also the most expensive pill among first-tier pills. Countless cultivators who have broken through to buy a Qi Transformation Pill, even if it is of the lowest quality, would be willing to sell their pots and pans to buy one!
Therefore, as long as the Qi Transformation Pill appears, it is absolutely impossible for it to be ignored.
Sure enough, after a brief silence, the venue erupted in noise again.
The auction price of the Qi Transformation Pill soared from 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones, then to 40,000, and was finally won by a Spirit Nourishing family for a high price of 43,000 spirit stones!
Upon obtaining the Qi Transformation Pill, the Spirit Nourishing Family immediately chose to leave the venue. Seven late-stage Spirit Nourishing cultivators guarded the pill as if it were some supreme treasure of heaven and earth, departing with tense expressions.
At the same time, Chen Ye also noticed that many cultivators had quietly followed them. Without thinking too much, he knew what they were up to.
"Looks like a bloodbath is inevitable tonight..."
Chen Ye shook his head, unsure whether he should be grateful.
If he really spent several thousand spirit stones to buy the spirit fire in full view of everyone, he would probably attract even more attention.
With the successful sale of the Qi Transformation Pill, the auction came to an end. Just as the group of cultivators were about to leave the venue, the black-robed rogue cultivator suddenly spoke up and called out to them.
"Fellow Daoists, please wait!"
The black-robed rogue cultivator stood on the platform and bowed to the assembled cultivators.
"Although this auction yielded a total of sixty-three treasures, the timing was rushed, and many lesser-quality items were unable to be included in the bidding!"
"Therefore, I, Zhao, will set up a small exchange meeting at Baihua Tower tomorrow, which will allow fellow Daoists to fill in any gaps in their knowledge and perhaps find something they like."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed cultivator flicked his sleeve, and gold-embossed invitations flew out like a shower of flowers, landing in the hands of the cultivators below the stage.
Of course, these invitations to the exchange meetings were not sent out randomly; they were mainly targeted at cultivators who did not participate in the bidding from beginning to end, or who bid but failed to win the auction.
As expected, Chen Ye also received one.
"Second-rate treasure?"
Chen Ye examined the extra invitations in his hand.
Normally, two similar items will not appear in an auction.
For example, the first set of top-quality defensive formations only appeared once in a whole day.
If there really were a Tier 1 Spirit Fire, it certainly wouldn't have appeared at the auction in order to increase the value of the Deep Sea Frost Marrow Fire!
"It's only about a day. If there's nothing there, we can leave later."
Thinking of this, Chen Ye put the invitation into his storage bag and turned to leave the auction house.
.........
The following morning, Chen Ye arrived at Baihualou at the time indicated on the invitation.
Baihualou is a restaurant that only caters to cultivators. It usually does fairly good business, but because of the trade fair being held today, it is not open for business at all.
An elderly man stood at the entrance. Seeing Chen Ye heading straight for Baihua Tower, he immediately stepped forward and bowed.
"I am Zhao Quan, and I ask if you are here to attend this exchange meeting, fellow Daoist?"
"Exactly."
Chen Ye nodded, took out the invitation from his storage bag, and handed it over.
The old man glanced at the date on the invitation and knew that Chen Ye was the cultivator who had participated in the auction yesterday.
"Fellow Daoist, you did not find the treasure yesterday. I wish you success today!"
The old man chuckled and then led Chen Ye into the Baihua Tower.
Chen Ye followed the old man to the third floor, where he found that there were already no fewer than twenty cultivators sitting in the spacious hall.
There were men, women, and children of all ages, and their cultivation levels varied, but none of them were below the fourth level of the Spirit Gathering stage. Almost everyone wore a bamboo hat or mask to cover their faces.
The same applies to Chen Ye.
After leaving the auction yesterday, he immediately prepared a new outfit. The large robe and hood completely covered his body, and unless a cultivator from the secret realm directly used their divine sense to investigate, no one would know what he looked like.
After waiting for less than half an hour, the number of cultivators who arrived exceeded thirty, and the exchange officially began.
The exchange method is also very simple. Each cultivator takes out the treasures they want to exchange in turn, up to three items. They can also say what they want to exchange, but the time cannot exceed fifteen minutes.
The first to exchange items was a gaunt male cultivator wearing a bamboo hat. He took out two purplish-blue talismans covered with lightning patterns from his storage bag and said in a deep voice.
"This is a top-grade first-tier Thunderburst Talisman. Once activated, its power is comparable to a full-force attack from a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Gathering stage. I would like to exchange it for twenty catties of Illusionary Sand."
Illusionary Sand is the main material for refining top-grade magic weapons. It is estimated that this person should be a cultivator at the ninth level of Spirit Gathering, who wants to forge a suitable magic weapon for himself.
"Hey! What a coincidence, isn't it? I happen to have twenty catties of Illusionary Sand here."
A fat cultivator wearing a ghost mask chuckled, then waved his fat hand, and a heavy black bag fell to the ground.
"However, two Thunder Explosion Talismans are too few, I want four!" the fat cultivator said with a hint of greed in his voice.
"Can!"
The gaunt male cultivator didn't say much. He nodded, took out two Thunderburst Talismans from his storage bag, exchanged them, and left without any hesitation.
"It seems that this exchange can be negotiated." Chen Ye secretly made a mental note of this scene.
The first exchange was successfully completed, and the other cultivators began to eagerly try their luck.
"A 500-year-old sea lingzhi mushroom in exchange for a bottle of nourishing spirit pills, medium grade or above!"
"Three late-stage Tier 1 Azure Water Turtle eggs will hatch in another month. In exchange, I'll trade them for a high-grade defensive magic weapon..."
"The Earth Flame, a first-grade spiritual fire, is available for sale to any fellow cultivator who desires it for five thousand spirit stones..."
As an aged voice rang out, Chen Ye, shrouded in a black robe, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
It's here! It's finally here!
First-tier Earth Flame Fire—at least the exchange meeting wasn't a waste of time!
"You old man, if you want to sell spirit stones, why don't you put them at an auction? You could sell them for more." A cultivator nearby asked, puzzled.
The one who proposed the exchange was an elderly man in a gray Taoist robe. He placed the stone box containing the spiritual fire on the table and said in a helpless tone.
"How I wish I could have! But a second-tier spirit fire has already appeared at the auction. If I were to take a first-tier spirit fire as well, the price would definitely be greatly reduced..."
"I don't have that many spirit stones at the moment. Can we trade tomorrow?"
A thin male cultivator immediately inquired. This person seemed to be an alchemist, as the medicinal scent emanating from him could be smelled from a distance.
"No, this is not appropriate. I urgently need this money." The gray-robed old man shook his head, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Four thousand spirit stones, I can deliver them right now!"
Just then, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the corner of the hall, and the old man couldn't help but look over.
It was a male cultivator shrouded in a black robe, whose appearance and figure were obscured, but judging from his voice, he seemed to be not very old.