I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

A few breaths later, as the auctioneer announced the reserve price of "four thousand spirit crystals", the quasi-gods and some god masters present began to bid.

Demonic pills, as the essence of demon beasts, have a wide range of applications. In addition to being used to make pills and weapons, they can also be used for cultivation, especially for cultivators of the same attributes. They can use the pure magic power to cultivate some special magical powers.

The quasi-god-transformation realm present was bidding for this fifth-level demon pill. After the demon pill reached the fifth level, it could be used as a "rare item" to break through the god-transformation realm and break the upper limit of the realm.

Its function is roughly equivalent to the temporary initiation and transmission of power by the Transformation God Venerable, but under normal circumstances, it is not very safe...

Therefore, after seeing the price of this fifth-level demon pill being gradually raised, the group of quasi-divine cultivators who were bidding on it stopped making any noise and waited patiently for this treasure to be returned to the divine master.

However, this fifth-level demon pill with cold attributes is much less effective for a Spirit Transformation Venerable.

The God-Transforming Venerable present at the scene bid for the demon pill only because he was wealthy and did not care about the gain or loss of thousands of spirit crystals. He just wanted to collect the world's rare treasures.

Therefore, the bidding for this item was sparse and not enthusiastic.

"Nine thousand three hundred spirit crystals." At this time, Wei Tu raised the price tag in his hand and silently quoted a high price.

This movement immediately surprised the cultivators around Wei Tu. They looked at Wei Tu with a bit of awe, thinking that Wei Tu was one of the few gods in this black market auction.

However, in the eyes of true gods, Wei Tu’s realm at that moment could not be hidden from their eyes. The moment Wei Tu made the bid, their spiritual consciousness penetrated Wei Tu’s robe that concealed his spiritual consciousness and saw Wei Tu’s "true realm".

"It is rare for a quasi-god to have such financial resources."

"Moreover, more importantly, he has the courage to dare to compete with the God-level Venerable to bid for the spiritual object."

Master Qiye took a quick glance and said in amazement, not realizing at all that the Wei Tu in front of him was the "Wen Tianqi" who had forced him to flee.

“This fifth-rank demon pill is enough to help this person break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. As it relates to breakthrough... no matter how cautious this person is, he can only be bold and reckless just once.” The bald-browed old man smiled indifferently and looked at Wei Tu with a hint of appreciation.

Although he also bid for a fifth-rank demon pill this time, this pill was useless to him. It was something that he would be happy to get but sad to lose, so he didn't mind a junior stealing his "shine" and losing his "face".

As a senior who has reached the state of Divine Transformation, he still has some magnanimity.

"If this cultivator really breaks through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm with the help of this pill, we can support him and replace the Golden Spirit Sect and the Long Whale Sect in the Eastern Region. The ancestors of these two sects... disappeared for unknown reasons. This is a good opportunity for us to take control of the Eastern Region."

"After the auction is over, you can try to contact this cultivator once."

The bald-browed old man spoke again.

Upon hearing this, Master Qiye nodded slightly and said, "Brother Shilong is very far-sighted." Then he withdrew his gaze from Wei Tu and no longer paid any attention to him.

The remaining two gods, the blind Taoist and Mao Wenhan, looked at Wei Tu carefully, then raised their bids again and started bidding for the fifth-level demon pill.

Even though the fifth-rank demon pill was of little use to the two of them, the price at that moment was still low and within their affordability, so they naturally did not want to give it away to a junior for nothing.

"Eleven thousand spirit crystals!"

Mao Wenhan said coldly.

"Eleven thousand five hundred spirit crystals!"

The blind man also raised the price again.

"Twelve thousand spirit crystals."

Wei Tu pretended to be nervous, his face slightly pale, and raised the price tag again.

With the bidding of three people, the price soon approached the mark of 15,000 spirit crystals.

This price is basically close to the "limit" even for the wealthy quasi-gods.

Moreover, this price is also the high price of this fifth-level demon pill. If the bidding continues, the price can only be increased by two thousand spirit crystals at most, which will be not worth it.

But what surprised the blind Taoist and Mao Wenhan was.

After the two of them finished raising the price, Wei Tu, who had been slow for a while, actually raised the bid again, and this time it was the final word, he directly raised the price to "two thousand spirit crystals"!
This price accurately controls their psychology. If the price continues to increase, it will inevitably be counterproductive.

"Young man! This treasure is not yours. Give way and I will let you go!"

The next moment, a cold and threatening voice sounded in Wei Tu's ears.

This threatening voice came from the blind Taoist who had spoken quite humbly in front of him.

As for Mao Wenhan, this cultivator was quite generous. Seeing that the price had been raised too much by Wei Tu, he stopped bidding, closed his eyes and rested, patiently waiting for the next treasure to appear.

After he finished speaking, Wei Tu was startled, as if he had not expected that the seemingly easy-going blind Taoist could actually be so overbearing and disrespectful in private.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly memorized the breath of the blind Taoist priest, and then prepared to give in and temporarily give up bidding for this fifth-level demon pill.

But at this moment, the voice of the bald-browed old man suddenly came to his ears.

"Don't worry, kid. With me here, this blind Taoist won't dare to do anything reckless. I'll protect you this time." The bald-browed old man said in a gentle tone with a hint of smile.

Although financial resources do not represent everything in the world of immortal cultivation, they can often be used to prove something, such as the "potential" of Wei Tu, a quasi-god...

No matter how Wei Tu obtained such a large amount of spirit crystals, it meant that there was an essential difference between Wei Tu and 99% of the quasi-divine cultivators present here.

And this was enough to convince the bald-browed old man, who was practicing in seclusion and transforming into a god, to sell the guard map... After all, just a few words were a benefit to him.

However, after hearing this, Wei Tu felt a little strange and complicated.

But this was not the time for him to think too much. He immediately thanked the bald-browed old man with a grateful look on his face and accepted the bald-browed old man's "kindness".

Soon, after he thanked the bald-browed old man, he saw the blind Taoist priest who had been staring at him change his expression and immediately moved his eyes away from him. He also stopped bidding.

Not long after Wei Tu paid the spirit crystal, this fifth-stage cold-attribute demon pill fell into his hands.

Afterwards, he threw this fifth-level demon pill, which was regarded as a treasure by all the cultivators, into the corpse bag, allowing the "Toad Water Yin Corpse" to slowly absorb the cold spiritual power of this thing.

Each of the items that followed were as rare as a fifth-rank demon pill, so Wei Tu, who had previously been noticed and secretly revered by many cultivators, was quickly forgotten.

Afterwards, Wei Tu also took care to maintain his status and did not bid for the remaining finale items.

However, he also secretly took note of the spiritual objects that each incarnation of the gods had won in the auction - although this information could not determine the outcome of future battles, it would undoubtedly be of great help to him in understanding the foundations of these incarnations of the gods.

Finally, the most precious item was a fifth-level elixir that could improve one's cultivation level. Mao Wenhan obtained this elixir by bartering it for a lower-grade spiritual treasure.

This caught Wei Tu's attention.

It wasn’t about the gain or loss of a fifth-grade elixir, but about knowing that, besides him, there was another fifth-grade alchemist in the Great Yan cultivation world.

A fifth-level alchemist must be a master of the Divine Transformation Realm. This requirement almost blocks many alchemists who have a great understanding of elixirs.

However, the understanding of cultivation is not equal to the understanding of alchemy. This condition has blocked the possibility for many gods to practice both and become alchemists of the same level.

Therefore, in the human world where the number of Jindan cultivators is scarce, one can imagine how difficult it is to find a fifth-rank alchemist!

Therefore, when seeing the fifth-grade elixir appear at the auction, it was not only Wei Tu who was surprised, but also the four great gods, Master Qiye, the old man with bald eyebrows, the blind Taoist priest, and Mao Wenhan.

Especially Master Qiye and the bald-browed old man, the surprise on their faces could hardly be concealed. If they had not been aware of the occasion, they would probably have asked about the identity of this fifth-rank alchemist on the spot.

The two of them had accumulated thousands of years of experience and were not short of precious fifth-tier spiritual medicines, but they were only lacking an alchemist who could refine fifth-tier elixirs...

Compared to the mild medicinal properties of spiritual medicine, elixir is undoubtedly more overbearing and can help them break through the barriers of realm!
But soon, a strange scene appeared.

At a certain moment, the surprise on the faces of the blind Taoist priest, Mao Wenhan, Master Qiye, and the bald-browed old man suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by some sadness and hesitation.

It seems like something difficult has happened.

Seeing this, Wei Tu thought for a moment, and then he remembered what the bald-browed old man had said on the deserted island half a year ago, about "Island Master Ye" planning to take the opportunity of holding a black market auction to invite like-minded friends to explore the Golden Flame Island together.

Now, could it be that "Island Master Ye" has appeared, and asked these four gods to explore the Golden Flame Island with him, in exchange for a fifth-level alchemist to help them refine pills?

The more Wei Tu thought about it, the more credible it seemed to him. After all, without this benefit, how could Island Master Ye alone easily convince the old man with bald eyebrows and Master Qi Ye, two of the "Four Great Hermits who have attained Divine Transformation", to accompany him on the adventure to Golden Flame Island.

With this idea of ​​solving the problem, Wei Tu looked at the expressions of Mao Wenhan and the blind Taoist again. Sure enough, the expressions of the two of them showed a lot of struggle and some fear, as if they were worried that their answers would make "Island Master Ye" dissatisfied, and thus they would suffer revenge from this senior who had achieved the state of incarnation.

However, this has little to do with him.

This time he came to Xuanfeng Island to deal with Chi Fengtai, the mastermind behind the assassination of him, and to see if he could meet Master Qiye and take the opportunity to get rid of this "old thief".

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Now that Island Master Ye is preparing to "take" these Divine Transformation monks on an adventure, there is no need for him to go with them into the dangerous and dangerous Golden Flame Island.

However, just as he had this thought, he heard the voice of the bald-browed old man suddenly asking him to stay.

At the same time, the other twenty or so quasi-gods at the black market auction suddenly stopped and showed looks of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

“Could it be…” Wei Tu immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

These four "recluse gods", every one of them is an old turtle in the world of immortal cultivation. Like the master of Huoyang Island, they would rather wait more time than take risks easily.

Now, there are so many "scapegoats" gathered at this black market auction to help them explore the Golden Flame Island. How could "Island Master Ye" let these people leave easily?

This was also due to his carelessness. When he heard the bald-browed old man talking about the "Golden Flame Island" half a year ago, he should have been prepared and cautious.

But this can't be entirely blamed on him. Who would have thought that the black market auction held every hundred years would suddenly have such an "accident"? - And who would have thought that Island Master Ye could really persuade the bald-browed old man and the Seven Leaf Master, and dare to risk the world's disapproval and "bring" these four gods and a group of quasi-god monks to break into the Golden Flame Island.

In addition, this is also the "margin" of confidence in his own strength. With the precedent of dealing with the Lord of Huoyang Island, even if the three masters Qiye join forces... he thinks to himself that he can still protect himself even on Xuanfeng Island.

"It's just..." Wei Tu frowned slightly and glanced at Gong Shulan and Fu Zhizhou who were called together.

He could escape, but it would be difficult for his two old friends, Gong Shulan and Fu Zhizhou. He didn't have the confidence that he could protect these two and escape safely at the same time.

He didn't even think about abandoning the two of them and letting them be taken to Jinyan Island by "Island Master Ye" and others to be scapegoats...

So, after thinking for a moment, Wei Tu stood still, ready to act with his camera.

Of course, at this moment, he did not reveal his identity to Gong Shulan and Fu Zhizhou, so as not to attract the attention of the bald-browed old man, Master Qiye and others present.

Fu Zhizhou and Gong Shulan, who encountered this sudden situation, also remained calm. They were not panicked and anxious like some quasi-gods.

As monks who have fought their way up from the bottom, they have experienced countless death tests.

What's more, Xuanfeng Island is known as the "black market", so before coming here, they had already made corresponding mental preparations.

The difference is that this time they encountered not the "robber repairmen" from the off-island, but the "officials" from Xuanfeng Island.

"Sister Mingyue, you leave Xuanfeng Island first and wait for me at the agreed place. If I don't come back for a long time, you leave immediately." Gong Shulan held Lou Mingyue's hand and explained patiently.

Soon, all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the auction hall fled away from "Xuanfeng Island" without looking back.

In the entire hall, only Mao Wenhan, the blind Taoist priest, Master Qiye, the bald-browed old man, and about twenty or so quasi-god-transforming monks were left.

Of course, this also includes Wei Tu, the hidden deity.

"I asked you to stay this time because there is something very dangerous. Island Master Ye asked you to do it. Although I am a good friend of Island Master Ye, it is not easy for me to let him go..."

The bald-browed old man motioned Wei Tu to come to his side. When Wei Tu came closer, he sighed softly and explained with a guilty look on his face.

"I wonder if you have a teacher?"

After finishing the explanation, without waiting for Wei Tu to reply, the bald-browed old man's eyes flashed slightly, he looked at Wei Tu carefully and asked.

No cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation would be unfamiliar with the meaning of this sentence.

“I… already have a master.” Wei Tu raised his eyebrows secretly, with the intention of refusing, and answered truthfully.

But the bald-browed old man had expected this answer. Who would believe a dignified quasi-divine cultivator if he had no master?

"From today on, you are my disciple." The bald-browed old man said in an unquestionable tone.

“This is purple scale armor, a fifth-grade inferior spiritual treasure. Wear it so that you can have a way to protect your life.” The bald-browed old man took out a small purple armor from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Tu.

Just when Wei Tu was feeling very surprised, he saw Master Qiye acting in the same manner as the bald-browed old man. He walked up to Gong Shulan and forced Gong Shulan to become his disciple.

Suddenly, he understood that these two old fellows, the bald-browed old man and the Seven-Leaf Master, had selected a "scapegoat" with good strength for him in advance to add some safety guarantees for his entry into the Golden Flame Island.

Obviously, Wei Tu and Gong Shulan, who won the "Fifth-Rank Demon Pill" and "Ice Mist Fruit", became the strong ones and those with extraordinary means among the quasi-divine cultivators as Master Qiye and the bald-browed old man believed.

However, the bald-browed old man and Master Qiye were not wrong in their guesses. He and Gong Shulan were indeed the most powerful among the quasi-gods here.

Seeing the bald-browed old man and Master Qiye doing this.

The blind Taoist priest and Mao Wenhan, who were standing by, also began to select, in their eyes, the best candidates for "apprentice".

However, before the two of them could make their choice.

At this time, there was an old man with yellow hair who had a strong spiritual pressure but was unusually thin and had an ugly appearance on the auction stage.

There is no doubt that this person is the owner of the black market of "Xuanfeng Island", Island Master Ye, one of the four great hermits who have attained divine enlightenment.

However, as soon as he saw Island Master Ye for the first time, Wei Tu observed the death energy that was entangled in this cultivator, which was almost dense enough to be tangible, as well as some "strangeness" in his Dharma body.

That’s right! This famous Island Master Ye is not a human cultivator, but a demon cultivator who has transformed into a human.

This immediately dispelled Wei Tu's doubts, and he finally understood why "Island Master Ye" was still at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm after practicing for ten thousand years.

There is no other reason. The monster beasts rely on their bloodlines. In the early stages of their cultivation, their progress is indeed much faster than that of human cultivators. However, once they reach the upper limit of their bloodlines, the speed of their cultivation will drop drastically. They may even cultivate for thousands or tens of thousands of years without any improvement in their cultivation.

At this point, one can either transform into a human and practice the human race's martial arts, or, like the Sky-Splitting Eagle, seize the bloodline of a higher-level monster and refine it into one's own body.

However, no matter which choice is made, the future of this practice is still bleak. After all, even among the human race, there are people with good and bad talents. It is difficult to solve one's own practice difficulties once and for all by changing to the human race's skills.

As for the latter...

When one reaches the first level of Spiritual Transformation, the "pure-blooded descendants" of ordinary true spirit bloodline are no longer useful to a Spiritual Transformation master like "Island Master Ye", unless one seeks the higher-level "half-true spirit bloodline" or "true spirit bloodline".

Thinking of this, Wei Tu's heart suddenly trembled. He quickly used "bloodline sensing" to detect the blood of Island Master Ye. Seeing that there was no breath of Lvqiu Qingfeng in his body, he secretly put his mind at ease. (End of this chapter)