Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

As he finished speaking, a maid walked onto the stage, holding a tray with a long sword shining with cold light.

"Low-grade magic weapon, the Mysterious Water Sword! It contains the power of water and is extremely sharp. The base price is three hundred low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than ten!"

"Three hundred and one!"

"Three hundred and two!"

……

The bidding sounds continued one after another, and soon the price was raised a lot.

Su Xiaowan watched with great interest: "Brother Luo, this sword looks great, should we buy one too?"

Luo Qingchen didn't even raise his eyelids: "It's just ordinary stuff, not worth mentioning."

Su Xiaowan curled her lips and continued to watch with great interest. The next few items, including elixirs, talismans, and some strange materials, all caused a lot of competition, but Luo Qingchen never had the intention to make a move.

"The following lot is a thousand-year-old 'Fire Cloud Mushroom'. It is very beneficial to fellow Taoists who practice fire-attributed techniques. It can also be used as the main material for refining high-level fire-type elixirs! The starting price is eight hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as the Fire Cloud Mushroom appeared, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became more lively.

"Eight hundred and five!"

"Nine hundred!"

"I'll give you a thousand!"

The price kept soaring and was finally bought by a guest in the box on the second floor for 1,500 low-grade spirit stones.

Su Xiaowan smacked her lips and said, "Wow, a herb is so expensive! If we sell the ones we picked in the forest last time, wouldn't we make a fortune?"

Luo Qingchen smiled faintly and said nothing. Although the dark blue water jade fruit he picked was also rare, it was still much less valuable than the thousand-year-old fire cloud fungus.

The auction was going on in an orderly manner, with each item being bought at a high price. Luo Qingchen noticed that from several private rooms on the second floor, there were occasional loud bidding sounds, and they were obviously from people of extraordinary status.

Finally, after auctioning off dozens of items, the smile on the face of the brocade robe steward became even brighter. He raised his voice and said, "Fellow Daoists, the next item to be auctioned is one of the most valuable treasures in this auction! I'm sure many of you came here for this item!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a maid walked onto the stage carefully holding a jade box. The box was opened, revealing a strange grass that was completely green, with seven tiny stars dotted on its leaves, lying quietly inside, emitting a faint star-like halo and a refreshing fragrance.

"Seven Star Grass! It is said that this miraculous medicine needs to be grown in a place with dense starlight and absorb the essence of stars for 7749 years before it can mature! Whether it is used to practice star-related skills or to refine special elixirs, it has incredible effects! This kind of natural treasure is hard to come by! The starting price is three thousand low-grade spirit stones! Each bid must not be less than one hundred spirit stones!"

"Hiss——" A gasp was heard in the field.

The reserve price of three thousand low-grade spirit stones is beyond the affordability of most foundation-building cultivators.

Luo Qingchen's eyes finally became serious. The star power contained in the Seven Star Grass was even more pure and rich than he had expected. If Bai Ling'er could take it, it might really have a miraculous effect.

"Three thousand and one!" After a brief silence, someone finally started to quote.

"Three thousand two!"

"Three thousand and five!"

The price began to rise slowly but steadily, and most of the bidders were Jindan cultivators or representatives of some major forces.

Su Xiaowan clenched her fists nervously: "Brother Luo, should we bid?"

Luo Qingchen shook his head slightly, signaling her to stay calm. Those who are taking action now are just testing, and those who are truly powerful and determined to win have not yet made any effort.

Sure enough, when the price climbed to 4,500 Spiritual Stones, a slightly lazy voice came from a private room on the second floor: "Five thousand Spiritual Stones."

As soon as these words came out, the place suddenly became much quieter. Raising the price by 500 yuan at a time showed the other party's wealth.

"It's the second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Mingyu!" someone whispered.

"I heard that Mr. Zhao is practicing a secret technique related to the power of stars recently. I'm afraid he is determined to get the Seven Star Grass."

Luo Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly. The Zhao family? It seemed to be a powerful immortal cultivation family in Luoxia City.

"Five thousand one hundred spirit stones!" A voice came from another box, obviously unwilling to give up easily.

Zhao Mingyu's voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience: "Six thousand spirit stones! Is there anyone who is so blind as to snatch it from me?"

The arrogance in these words made many people frown, but because of the power of the Zhao family, most of them dared not speak out.

The box that had made the bid earlier fell silent.

The brocade robe steward smiled and said, "Six thousand spirit stones! Is there any fellow Taoist who can offer a higher price? This is the Seven Star Grass. If you miss it this time, you don't know when you will see it again next time!"

Just as he was about to drop the hammer, a calm voice rang out from the corner of the hall: "Six thousand one hundred spirit stones."

It was Luo Qingchen.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Qingchen.

A cold snort came from the box where Zhao Mingyu was, "Where did this poor boy come from? How dare you snatch things from me? Six thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

Luo Qingchen's expression remained unchanged: "Six thousand six hundred spirit stones."

"Seven thousand!" Zhao Mingyu's voice was obviously filled with anger.

Luo Qingchen remained calm: "Seven thousand one hundred."

Su Xiaowan's palms were sweating as she watched from the side. She asked in a low voice, "Brother Luo, do we have that many spirit stones?" She knew that Luo Qingchen had some savings, but more than 7,000 low-grade spirit stones was not a small amount. Luo Qingchen gave her a reassuring look. He had previously killed the Black Water Mystic Snake to obtain the demon pill, and dealt with the storage bags of those demon cultivators. In total, he had collected nearly 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, plus some materials that could be sold, so he was sure to get the Seven Star Grass.

Zhao Mingyu was obviously irritated by Luo Qingchen's unhurried attitude. He suddenly pushed open the window of the box, revealing a slightly pale but arrogant young face. He pointed at Luo Qingchen and shouted, "Boy, do you know who I am? If you know what's good for you, withdraw now and I will spare you once! Otherwise, hmph!"

Luo Qingchen didn't even raise his eyelids, but said calmly to the steward on the auction table: "Daoyou, if no one bids higher, should this item belong to me?"

The brocade robe manager's forehead was slightly sweaty. He couldn't afford to offend either side. But the rule of the auction was that the highest bidder won. He coughed and said, "Mr. Zhao bid 7,100 spirit stones, and this fellow Taoist bid 7,100... Oh no, Mr. Zhao bid 7,000, and this fellow Taoist bid 7,100. Mr. Zhao, do you want to raise your price?"

Zhao Mingyu was so angry that his face turned blue. He didn't expect that this ordinary-looking boy would dare to ignore him like this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Seven thousand five hundred! I want to see what you can use to compete with me!"

Luo Qingchen's lips curled up in an imperceptible arc: "Eight thousand."

"Wow—"

There was an uproar in the field. Eight thousand low-grade spirit stones was a price that made many Jindan cultivators feel painful.

Zhao Mingyu clenched his fists, his eyes almost spitting fire. Although he had a lot of spirit stones, most of them were provided by his family, and there was a limit to how much he could spend. Eight thousand spirit stones was close to the upper limit of his budget this time.

"Boy, you're great!" Zhao Mingyu squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, staring at Luo Qingchen with cold eyes, "I hope you can still be so tough when you leave this Jubao Pavilion later!"

He didn't raise the price after all. Firstly, he was really short of spirit stones, and secondly, he felt that it was not worth paying too high a price for a Seven Star Grass. More importantly, he had already had the intention to kill her and planned to rob her directly afterwards.

Seeing this, the brocade robe steward heaved a sigh of relief and shouted loudly, "Eight thousand spirit stones once! Eight thousand spirit stones twice! Eight thousand spirit stones three times! Deal! Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for successfully bidding for the Seven Star Grass!"

Amidst the envy, jealousy, and gloating eyes, Luo Qingchen calmly completed the transaction. Eight thousand low-grade spirit stones in exchange for a Seven Star Grass, for him, as long as it could help Bai Ling'er, it was worth it.

Su Xiaowan's face flushed with excitement: "Brother Luo, you are so awesome! You must have pissed off that annoying guy to death!"

Lin Wan'er frowned slightly and said softly, "Senior Brother Luo, I'm afraid Zhao Mingyu won't let this go. We have to be careful next time."

Luo Qingchen nodded: "I know my limits." He could feel that from the direction of Zhao Mingyu's box, there was a cold gaze fixed on him, full of resentment and murderous intent.

The auction was still going on, but Luo Qingchen and the other two had no interest in watching it. When the auction was over, the three of them followed the crowd out of the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as he went out, several burly monks surrounded him with bad intentions. They were obviously Zhao Mingyu's men.

Luo Qingchen's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to take action, he heard a cold rebuke: "No private fighting is allowed in front of the Jubao Pavilion! Do you want to challenge the rules of my Jubao Pavilion?"

A Jindan-stage cultivator dressed in the uniform of a deacon of Jubao Pavilion appeared at the door at some point, looking at those sturdy cultivators with a bad look.

The faces of those people changed, and they seemed to be quite afraid of Jubao Pavilion. They looked at each other and retreated unwillingly.

Luo Qingchen nodded slightly to the deacon, then quickly left this dangerous place with Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan.

However, he knew that this was only temporary. The real trouble was probably still to come. The situation in Luoxia City seemed to be quietly stirred up because of the Seven Star Grass.

Back at the inn, Luo Qingchen first set up a simple warning ban around the room. Although Zhao Mingyu temporarily retreated under the threat of Jubao Pavilion, this person would never let them go easily.

"Senior Brother Luo, will that Zhao Mingyu send someone to block us?" Su Xiaowan asked worriedly. The high spirits she had at the auction had faded a lot at this moment. After all, the other party was a local tyrant.

"He will." Luo Qingchen answered affirmatively, "However, he will be somewhat cautious in the city. We are still safe for the time being."

Lin Wan'er took the jade box that Luo Qingchen had photographed and opened it. The Seven Star Grass lay quietly inside, with a star halo flowing and emitting strange energy fluctuations. She whispered, "Brother Luo, let's see if this Seven Star Grass can be of any use to Ling'er."

Luo Qingchen nodded, took the jade box, and walked to the bed. Bailing'er was still sleeping quietly, her face was pale, her breath was weak, only the leaf of the Nine-turn Resurrection Grass between her eyebrows exuded a faint vitality.

He carefully placed the Seven-Star Grass close to Bailing'er's forehead.

A strange scene happened!

As soon as the Seven Star Grass approached, the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass leaf between Bai Ling'er's eyebrows suddenly burst into bright golden light, brighter than ever before! The Seven Star Grass itself seemed to be attracted by something, and the seven star rays on the emerald green leaves shone together. Strands of extremely pure star power turned into a light blue light stream visible to the naked eye, and slowly poured into the leaves of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass.

With the infusion of star power, the golden light on the leaves of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass became increasingly intense, and a faint, extremely weak yet majestic dragon soul aura emanated from Bai Ling'er's body.

"Well……"

An almost inaudible moan escaped from Bai Ling'er's lips. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and although she didn't open her eyes, this subtle reaction made Luo Qingchen and the other two ecstatic!

"Ling'er! Ling'er has a reaction!" Su Xiaowan grabbed Lin Wan'er's arm excitedly, her eyes a little moist.

Lin Wan'er was also overjoyed, with a long-lost relaxed smile on her face: "Great! This Seven Star Grass is really useful!"

The heavy stone hanging in Luo Qingchen's heart finally fell to the ground. He could clearly sense that the vitality in Bai Ling'er's body was recovering at a slow but steady pace, and the weak dragon soul aura was also a little more condensed than before.

The star power of the Seven Star Grass was continuously absorbed and transformed by the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass, and then injected into Bai Ling'er's body. After about an incense stick of time, the light of the entire Seven Star Grass dimmed and turned into an ordinary grass leaf. It was obvious that its essence had been completely absorbed.

The Nine Revolutions Resurrection Grass leaf between Bai Ling'er's eyebrows became even more translucent, as if it contained endless vitality. Her face also regained a hint of color, and although her breathing was still weak, it was much more stable than before.

"It seems that the Seven Star Grass has a significant effect on the nourishment of the dragon soul." Luo Qingchen withdrew his hand, and his heart was slightly relieved. Although Bai Ling'er has not yet awakened, this is undoubtedly a huge progress.

"Senior Brother Luo, if we find more herbs like this, will Ling'er wake up soon?" Su Xiaowan asked expectantly.

Luo Qingchen pondered and said, "A rare medicine like the Seven Star Grass is hard to come by. However, since the power of the stars is beneficial to Ling'er, we can go to the 'Meteor Crater' to see if we can get something else."

Just as the three were rejoicing that Bailing'er's condition had improved, outside the inn, several sneaky figures were watching the room they were in from afar.

"The Second Young Master has ordered us to keep an eye on them. Once we have a chance, we will..." The leading monk with triangular eyes made a gesture of wiping his neck, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. They were the men sent by Zhao Mingyu.

Inside the room, Lin Wan'er suddenly frowned, listened for a moment, and said to Luo Qingchen, "Senior Brother Luo, there seems to be someone outside."

Luo Qingchen's consciousness had already noticed it, and he sneered: "It's just a jumping clown, don't pay attention to it." He was not afraid of trouble, but just didn't want to cause trouble at the critical moment of Bai Ling'er's recovery. (End of this chapter)