Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

"This is a communication jade pendant. I have already arranged for people to monitor his every move."

Qin Shao took the jade pendant, a ferocious smile appearing on his face.

"Fine! Gu Sheng, we'll see!"

After saying that, he sat down again.

Seeing that the storm had subsided, Chu Qianxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"Next up for auction is a Grade 5 spiritual herb—the Longevity-Sustaining Spiritual Root!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

"This plant grows in the frigid abyss of the far north, and only one plant is produced every three hundred years. It has the effect of prolonging life and curing strange diseases."

Chu Qianxuan took out a crystal-clear spiritual herb from the jade box, its roots resembling dragon whiskers.

"Starting bid: fifty Grade 4 Spirit Pills!"

A glint flashed in Qin Shao's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"Tie San, I'm determined to get this spiritual herb!"

Triathlon frowned.

"Young Master, the elixirs we brought might be..."

"It doesn't matter."

Qin Shao sneered.

“I heard that there is a Breakthrough Pill being auctioned today. If I can get it, I can exchange it for this Longevity Root. My father’s lifespan is coming to an end, and this item is just what he needs.”

Just then, an elderly man with white hair on the second floor stood up shakily.

"I, Li Henian, am willing to offer one hundred Grade 4 Spirit Pills!"

The whole place was in an uproar again.

This price is already twice the starting bid!
Li Henian looked around, his voice hoarse.

"My lifespan is nearing its end. I have traveled thousands of miles to come here, hoping for a glimmer of hope. I beg you fellow Daoists to grant my request!"

Seeing his emaciated appearance and weak breath, the crowd realized that what he said was true, and for a moment no one raised the price.

Just as Chu Qianxuan was about to bring down the gavel, suddenly—

"Two Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills."

The sound came from the fourth-floor private room, calm yet undeniable.

"what?!"

Li Henian's expression changed drastically.

"Breakthrough Pills? Two of them?"

Qin Shao suddenly turned his head and stared intently at the private room on the fourth floor.

"This voice sounds familiar."

Triathlon's low voice.

"Does the young master know this person?"

Qin Shao narrowed his eyes.

"I can't remember it right now, but I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

In a corner on the fifth floor, Ling Xiao, standing next to Gu Sheng, let out a soft exclamation.

"Is it Mu Feng?"

Gu Sheng nodded.

"It must be him. I heard that his sister, Muxi, suffers from a strange illness. He must have bid for this Longevity Root for her."

Ling Xiao frowned.

"But fifth-grade spiritual herbs have extremely violent energy, even Heavenly Palace Realm cultivators need to be cautious when consuming them. His sister is only at the Spirit Stream Realm, how can she withstand it?"

"Perhaps he has a special method."

Gu Sheng pondered for a moment.

However, Li Henian will not give up easily.

Sure enough, Li Henian's expression changed several times, and he suddenly took out a jade bottle from his bosom.

"One top-grade fourth-rank Spirit Extension Pill, plus one hundred fourth-rank spirit pills!"

"The Spirit-Extending Pill?!"

The whole audience was shocked.

Chu Qianxuan's eyes lit up, and his voice rose eight octaves.

"Fellow Daoist Li has offered one top-grade fourth-rank Spirit Extension Pill plus one hundred fourth-rank spirit pills! Any higher bids?"

"elder brother"

Muxi gently tugged at his sleeve, her voice barely audible.

"Forget it, Li Henian's offer is too high."

Mu Feng turned his head and saw his sister's pale face and tearful eyes, and his heart ached.

Muxi's illness has dragged on for three years, and his meridians are gradually atrophying. If he doesn't use the Heavenly Longevity Root to prolong his life, he probably won't survive this winter.

"no!"

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and growled.

"I'm determined to get it this time!"

On the exhibition stand, Chu Qianxuan, dressed in white, smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Li has offered one top-grade fourth-rank Spirit Extension Pill plus one hundred fourth-rank spirit pills. Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"

There was silence.

This price far exceeds the market value of the Heavenly Longevity Root; no one is willing to pay such a price for a fourth-grade spiritual herb.

Mu Feng suddenly raised his hand.

"Three Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills!"

"Wow—"

The entire audience erupted in uproar. Countless shocked gazes were fixed on Mu Feng in the corner. Even Chu Qianxuan, who had maintained an elegant smile, showed surprise.

Three Breakthrough Pills?

Chu Qianxuan confirmed.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure?"

Breakthrough Pill, the finest of the fourth-grade pills, can help cultivators break through bottlenecks. It is priceless, and an ordinary cultivator may not be able to obtain even one in their lifetime.

The simply dressed young man in front of us actually took out three coins in one go!

Mu Xi's expression changed drastically, and she grabbed her brother's arm.

"Brother! That's for the Purple Cloud Sacred Land assessment! Without the Breakthrough Pill, how will you break through to the Golden Core stage?"

Mu Feng gently patted his sister's hand.

"Your life is more important than anything else."

In the private room opposite, Li Henian snapped his folding fan shut, his face grim.

Li Henian stared intently at Mu Feng, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Chu Qianxuan surveyed the entire room.

"Three Breakthrough Pills, once or twice."

Li Henian suddenly stood up, then slumped back down, finally shaking his head in reluctance.

"Three times! Deal!"

Chu Qianxuan made the final decision.

"The Heavenly Longevity Roots return to this one."

"Three Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills, plus a bottle of Mystic Spirit Liquid."

Qin Shao's lazy voice came from the private room on the second floor. He leaned against the soft couch, playing with a jade slip in his hand, but his eyes kept glancing at where Mu Feng was, and a playful smile was on his lips.

Mu Feng's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were filled with fury that seemed about to burst forth.

He suddenly stood up, his black robe fluttering without wind, and his spiritual energy subtly fluctuating around him.

"Young Master Qin!"

Mu Feng gritted his teeth.

"This spiritual herb is of no use to you, so why do you insist on opposing me?"

Qin Shao chuckled lightly and slowly put down the jade slip.

"Brother Mufeng, you are mistaken. The highest bidder wins at auction, so how can it be considered a contest? Could it be that Brother Mufeng is short of money and cannot afford to bid higher?"

A low chuckle immediately rippled through the room.

Mu Feng's face turned ashen. He knew that Qin Shao was deliberately making things difficult for him, but for his sister's sake, he had to swallow his anger.

"Four Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills!"

Mu Feng practically shouted out the price, while simultaneously pulling out a jade box from his robes. Upon opening it, he revealed the fourth pill, radiating a faint golden light.

An uproar erupted in the auction hall. A fourth-grade [Breakthrough Pill] was already a rare treasure in the cultivation world!

"elder brother!"

Sitting next to Mu Feng, Mu Xi hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, her pale face full of anxiety.

"Don't add any more; this medicinal herb isn't worth the price."

Mu Feng turned to look at his younger sister, and the anger in his eyes instantly turned into tenderness.

Muxi's face was even paler than a few days ago, and her once bright eyes had lost their luster. Only when she coughed occasionally would an abnormal blush appear on her cheeks.

"worth."

Mu Feng said softly, reaching out to stroke his sister's hair.

"Anything is worth it as long as it can cure your illness."

Tears welled up in Muxi's eyes.

"But you're attempting to break through to the Primordial Realm."

"You can cultivate your cultivation level again, but you only have one sister."

Mu Feng interrupted her, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Inside the private room on the second floor, Qin Shao narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Mu Feng and his sister.

An elderly man in grey robes beside him whispered, "Young Master, four Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills far exceed the value of this spiritual herb. Should we..."

Qin Shao raised his hand to stop the old man from continuing, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"No rush, let's wait and see. I want to see how much Brother Mu Feng is willing to pay for his sister."

The auctioneer's voice trembled with excitement.

"Four Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills! Any higher bids?"

The room fell silent; everyone was stunned by Mu Feng's extravagant gesture. Just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, Qin Shao's voice rang out again.

"Wait a minute."

Mu Feng's heart sank suddenly.

Qin Shao slowly stood up and looked down at Mu Feng.

"Brother Mu Feng is indeed a man of great spirit. However..."

He deliberately dragged out the tone.

"I've recently become somewhat interested in alchemy, and this spiritual herb can be used to practice."

"Alright then, four Grade 4 Breakthrough Pills, plus ten high-grade spirit stones."

"Shameless!"

Muxi couldn't help but curse under her breath, but her brother held her hand down.

Mu Feng's face was extremely pale.

He knew perfectly well that Young Master Qin had no skill in alchemy; this was purely a ploy to make things difficult for him. The four Breakthrough Pills were all he had saved, plus ten high-grade spirit stones.
"Brother, let's go."

Muxi tugged at her brother's sleeve, her voice pleading.

"I'll find another way to treat my illness."

Mu Feng shook his head, his eyes filled with determination.

He took out a purple-gold jade box from his robes. The moment the jade box appeared, the spiritual energy in the entire auction hall seemed to freeze.

"One Grade 5 Purple Thunder Pill".

Mu Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it resounded like thunder in the auction hall.

"To offset all your offers."

The whole place was in an uproar!

"A fifth-grade elixir?!"

"Oh my god, did I hear that right?"

"Just who exactly is this Mu Feng?"

Even the auctioneer, who had remained calm throughout, widened his eyes and stammered a question.

"Fellow Daoist Mumu Feng, are you sure it's a Grade 5 [Purple Thunder Pill]?"

Mu Feng didn't answer, but directly opened the jade box. A bolt of purple lightning shot into the sky, transforming into a miniature lightning dragon in the air, circling once before slowly dissipating.

The rich fragrance of cinnabar instantly filled the entire auction hall, invigorating everyone who smelled it.

Inside the private room on the second floor, Qin Shao's smile froze.

He stared intently at the pill that emitted a purple glow, his eyes filled with greed.

"Young Master, this..."

The old man in gray was also shocked.

Qin Shao quickly regained his composure, but the greed in his eyes intensified.

"Interesting, very interesting. I never expected that a mere Mu Feng would possess such a treasure."

Inside the auction hall, Mu Feng closed the jade box and looked coldly at Qin Shao.

"Young Master Qin, would you like to raise the price?"

Qin Shao suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with insincere praise.

"Brother Mu Feng is indeed a man of great talent. Since you value this spiritual herb so much, how could I possibly take it from you? This spiritual herb is yours."

He deliberately emphasized the word "let" as if he were bestowing a favor.

Mu Feng suppressed his anger. The most important thing now was to get the spirit herb; other scores could be settled later.

The auctioneer quickly brought down his gavel.

"Deal! The [Heavenly Longevity Spiritual Root] belongs to Fellow Daoist Mu Feng!"

Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed.

He turned to look at his sister and gave her a comforting smile.

"Look, I got it."

Muxi's eyes reddened.

"Brother, that's your hope for breaking through to the Primordial Realm!"

"Silly girl."

Mu Feng ruffled his sister's hair.

"Don't you know your brother's talent? He can break through even without pills."

Mu Feng strode towards the auction stage, drawing sharp glances from the surrounding cultivators.

He could sense that one gaze from the second-floor VIP room was the most malevolent—that of Young Master Qin.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to possess a Grade 5 spirit pill?"

Qin Shao waved his folding fan, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Not to mention the Heavenly Life Extension Spiritual Root."

Mu Feng took the spiritual herbs from the jade box, his fingers trembling slightly.

This emerald green herb, with veins shimmering like blood vessels, is the precious treasure that can save my sister's life.

"Thank you."

Mu Feng bowed to the auctioneer, and as he turned around, his peripheral vision swept across the second floor, meeting Qin Shao's sinister gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, please wait."

A gentle voice suddenly rang in Mu Feng's mind; it was a secret telepathic transmission.

Mu Feng paused slightly, recognizing the blue-robed cultivator who had been sitting not far from him earlier—Gu Sheng.

"Young Master Qin has his eye on you and your sister. Do not leave alone after the auction. Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao and I will try our best to help you."

Mu Feng nodded calmly and strode towards Mu Xi.

He had to act as if nothing was wrong, otherwise it would only make Qin Shao more vigilant.

"Brother, did you get it?"

Mu Xi eagerly grabbed Mu Feng's sleeve, her eyes filled with hope.

Mu Feng revealed a long-lost smile and placed the jade box into his younger sister's hand.

"Got it, your spiritual root can be saved."

Muxi held the jade box, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She was born with a damaged spiritual root, and her cultivation was stuck at the Qi Refining stage. If it weren't for her brother searching for medicine all these years, she would have died long ago.

"Don't cry, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Mu Feng looked around warily, then pulled his sister toward a corner.

Inside a private room on the second floor, Qin Shao snapped his folding fan shut, his eyes gleaming with lewd light.

"Zhao Pengzu, Dong Wei."

The two monks dressed in black immediately bowed.

"What do you want, Master?"

"Keep a close eye on that brother and sister, especially that sickly little girl."

Qin Shao licked his lips.

"After the auction, I want everything they have, including that woman."

Zhao Pengzu looked troubled.

"Young Master, private duels are forbidden within Tianyun Pavilion. If the Pavilion Master finds out..."

"Idiot! Who gave you permission to do this here?"

Qin Shao kicked Zhao Pengzu in the leg.

"Wait until they leave the Tianyun Pavilion's territory before making any moves! That kid is only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and his sister is practically a cripple. Are you really worried about not being able to handle them?"

Dong Wei quickly smiled apologetically.

"Don't worry, young master, we'll make the arrangements right away."

Qin Shao snorted coldly, his gaze falling on Mu Xi's slender back.

"Remember, I want that girl alive."

At the same time, Gu Sheng exchanged a glance with Ling Xiao, the white-robed cultivator beside him.

"That纨绔 (playboy) from the Qin family is indeed up to no good."

Ling Xiao transmitted his voice, lightly tapping the table with his fingers.

"Should we remind the Pavilion Master now?"

Gu Sheng shook his head.

"The Pavilion Master never interferes in his guests' private grievances. Besides..."

He looked at Mu Feng and his sister.

“I noticed that when that kid was bidding just now, the way his spiritual energy circulated was very special, unlike that of an ordinary rogue cultivator.”

"You mean"

"Let's wait and see. If the Qin family really dares to make a move, then it won't be too late for us to act."

The auction continued, but Mu Feng had lost interest in it.

He held his sister's hand tightly, feeling her cold body temperature, and felt a pang of heartache.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Muxi keenly noticed her brother's unusual behavior.

Mu Feng forced a smile. (End of Chapter)