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Qin Yu first encountered this thing when he was on a mission for Longmen and met Murong Qingcheng in northern Myanmar; he found it inside her body.

At that time, his cultivation level was already quite high, but he was almost seriously injured as soon as he got close to Murong Qingcheng.

Later, it was speculated that the drop of red substance inside Murong Qingcheng's body was the blood of the Demon God.

After merging with Murong Qingcheng, it was equivalent to Murong Qingcheng obtaining the inheritance of the Demon God.

I never expected to see a second drop of the Demon God's blood at the Wanbaoge auction.

This thing is useless to both martial artists and cultivators; only those with a demonic physique can absorb it.

As for why Murong Qingcheng was able to absorb it, it is very likely that her ancestors had the blood of the demon race.

Well.
Thinking of this, Qin Yu's eyes darted around Kui Wu beside him. The boy's eyes were clear yet foolish, and he was already a great demon. If he absorbed the blood of the demon god, he could probably unleash combat power that was infinitely close to that of the demon god.

Ye Qingxue's constitution was too fragile, and the demon god's blood was so domineering that she simply couldn't withstand it.

On the contrary, it is more likely to cause her harm.

Besides, the greatest value of the flower fairy clan is to serve as a mobile supply station for humans; combat power has never been their forte.

The blood of the demon god is so precious; to give it to a fragile flower fairy would be a complete waste.

Therefore, Qin Yu ultimately decided to obtain this drop of demon god's blood and give it to Kui Wu to enhance his combat power, so that the two of them could work together to defeat Huang Lingtian.

This kid bought a lot of powerful, one-time-use magic items at the auction. If he doesn't improve his combat strength, he might not be able to defeat him.

After making up his mind, Qin Yu patiently waited for the auction to officially begin.

After all, with a starting bid of one thousand spirit crystals, many people chose to wait and see. Even Zhuge Chuchu's sect felt a little pained to spend one thousand spirit crystals.

Most importantly, none of the people present knew what this thing was or how to use it.

We can't possibly auction off a thousand spirit crystals and then slowly study them.

Even if something is good, you still need to know its function.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, the butler rubbed his hands together and said, "Gentlemen, this is truly a treasure, but no one has yet figured out how to use it."

Thus, the starting bid is 1,000 spirit crystals, with each bid increasing by 50 crystals.

The steward was worried that the last, most prized item would be lost, so the bidding price dropped considerably. This meant that if no one bid, it might be possible to acquire a treasure from the ancient ruins for just over a thousand coins.

After the butler finished speaking, he waited for a while, but the scene remained quiet. Everyone sitting here was shrewd and no one wanted to be the first to bid.

It would be awkward if no one responded after I called out.

Although Qin Yu really wanted to bid on this drop of demon god's blood, seeing that everyone was watching, he suppressed his intention to bid, crossed his legs, and waited patiently, hoping to find a bargain.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and still no one made a bid. The steward's expression grew increasingly awkward. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Gentlemen, how about this? We'll lower the price by two hundred spirit crystals, starting at eight hundred spirit crystals, with each bid increasing by twenty spirit crystals."

"Eight hundred and twenty!"

Sure enough, after the price dropped by two hundred spirit crystals, someone started bidding. And it was someone Qin Yu knew: Huang Lingtian.

He didn't know what this thing was for, but its aura was indeed terrifying. In addition, his sect was one of the top three sects in Qingyun Prefecture and had a lot of wealth, so he bought it for eight hundred spirit crystals to play with.

If you figure out the secret, you'll become rich.

"Alright, Sect Master of Xuan Yin Sect, Boss Huang has made his bid."

The butler clapped his hands, his spirits lifted. It would be incredibly embarrassing if this prized item, the grand finale, failed to sell.

"Eight hundred and forty." At this moment, another old man who looked like a sect leader spoke up.

Anyway, even after reducing the price by 200 spirit crystals and calling out five times in a row, the price only increased to around 1,000.

With sporadic bids, the price gradually reached one thousand spirit crystals.

Huang Lingtian frowned. So many people were trying to snag a bargain. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "One thousand one hundred spirit crystals."

As soon as Huang Lingtian finished speaking, the scene fell silent.

It seems no one is willing to offer a higher price.

The steward breathed a sigh of relief, finally completing his task and selling the prized item. Just as he was about to give a token shout and strike the gavel, a voice came from the corner: "One thousand one hundred and twenty pieces."

Qin Yu currently only has about a thousand spirit crystals left, but there is still a spirit vein inside the spirit tower. Although a lot of them have been used up, there is still at least one-third of the original amount of the spirit vein.

Spirit crystals are dug from spiritual veins and then processed and polished to become the crystal-clear crystals we see today.

Just like gold, before it is processed into beautiful jewelry, it is just a lump of gold.

Qin Yu estimated that if one-fifth of the remaining spiritual veins were used, it would be worth about a thousand spirit crystals.

That is to say, the entire spiritual vein is worth more than 10,000 spirit crystals.

Come to think of it, the sects of Kunlun Mountain would be lucky to produce a hundred spirit crystals, while Qin Yu possesses the entire spiritual vein, which contains over ten thousand spirit crystals.

Even the number one sect in Martial Emperor City couldn't produce that many spirit crystals.

"Alright, the next person has already raised the price to 1,120 spirit crystals. Is there anyone bidding higher?"

The butler asked excitedly.

Looks like there's a surprise coming today.

Huang Lingtian turned around and used his divine sense to scan Qin Yu in the corner. Wasn't this the man that Zhuge Chuchu had asked him to deal with?
Who is he that he can produce more than a thousand spirit crystals?
Huang Lingtian didn't want to raise the price anymore, but he felt that if he didn't continue, he would lose face as the boss of the Xuan Yin Sect.

After a moment's thought, he said to the steward, "Anyone can bid, but not everyone can come up with a thousand spirit crystals. He looks unfamiliar to me; he's probably not some important figure, is he?"

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The steward also felt that Huang Lingtian's words made sense; he basically knew all the big shots who could produce a thousand spirit crystals.

But the person in the corner is clearly a stranger. If he's here to cause trouble and Baoliu takes photos, how am I supposed to explain it to my boss?

After a moment's thought, the butler politely said, "Sir, could you please take out some spirit crystals first so we can see your wealth?"

This is similar to the requirement for proof of funds when joining a high-end club.

Qin Yu had already made preparations, cutting off a large piece from the spiritual vein. He then had Kui Wu present it to the steward for verification.

The steward must have seen the spiritual vein before; spiritual veins are not particularly rare in Martial Emperor City.

However, these are all controlled by powerful forces, and ordinary people still cannot obtain spiritual veins.

Unexpectedly, this unfamiliar face was able to produce a spiritual vein. He hurriedly said, "No problem, I trust your financial resources, boss. You can continue bidding!"

Huang Lingtian frowned. This kid can produce a spiritual vein, how can we compete for it?

However, Huang Lingtian quickly realized who he was—a heretical cultivator—so what was the point of bidding?

Once that kid gets his hands on it, I'll just find an opportunity to snatch it away, right? (End of Chapter)