Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 350 The Auction Ends
"Golden Core Demon Cultivator..."

Chen Mu was shocked and looked at it twice with great interest.

This was the third time he had observed a Jindan-transformed demon cultivator up close.

The first two times were both during the time when Zhao State was plagued by demons. One was a demon cultivator under the command of the Beast Taming Sect's ancestor, and the other was a thousand-foot giant snake that was the beginning of the demon plague.

But he had a vague feeling that the demonic aura of the former two could not compare to that of the current small spiritual crane.

"I'm afraid he has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core..."

Chen Mu secretly guessed and really yearned for it.

"If Gui San and Xiao Qi also enter the Golden Core Realm like this, then why would I bother with all this worrying?"

Thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed at himself. Instead of hoping for a breakthrough for the monsters under his command, it would be better for him to practice hard himself. Once he becomes a Golden Core True Person, he will be able to break through such difficulties in the future!
While he was thinking, the venue below was already bustling with activity. It wasn't because the number of people bidding increased, but because the monks who were watching the fun responded from time to time, which really livened up the atmosphere.

"Master Yunhe is already in the late Jindan stage. This time he's seeking the Heavenly Remnant Wood. I'm afraid he's sensed the opportunity to form a newborn..."

"It's difficult. Sixty years seems like an eternity to us, but for those Jindan True Immortals who are trying to overcome the bottleneck of forming an infant, it's just a blink of an eye. A few retreats will pass..."

The people below whispered to each other and analyzed the situation with great interest.

The bidding was still going on. The one competing with Master Yunhe at this time was a Jindan sect in the Jinfeng Sea, which had already bid 830,000 spirit stones.

Feng Wen Zheng told him that the sect's ancestor was nearing death, but there was no one to take over, and none of the sect's younger generations had achieved a breakthrough to the Golden Elixir stage.

If he dies of old age, the sect will surely fall into decline and become a foundation-building force, which the Golden Core Ancestor cannot allow.

That's why I came here in person this time, striving to capture the remnant of the Heavenly Tree, and to protect the sect for sixty years...

"Nine hundred thousand spirit stones!"

True Man Yunhe was equally unwilling to be outdone, his expression remained unmoved and he appeared extremely confident.

Seeing this, Feng Wen Zheng was secretly amazed and suddenly felt a little relieved.

In order to seek an opportunity to form a baby, Master Yunhe could only spend a million spirit stones to purchase the Tiancan Wood, but the ancestor of their clan had the opportunity of Gao Xiaoqing's pure yin body.

"When it comes to luck, you have to believe it..."

He sighed, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu who was watching on the side.

In the past few days, he treated him with courtesy in order to make contributions to the family.

But if the elders of the clan still need to take action in the end, then all his efforts will be in vain.

"I hope you won't let me down, otherwise..."

There was a hint of coldness in Feng Wen Zheng's eyes, and he had already made up his mind.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he noticed some changes in Feng Wenzhen.

"Are you starting to get anxious?"

He sneered in his heart but didn't show it on his face.

……

After being fought over by dozens of forces, this fourth-grade inferior Tiancan wood finally fell into the hands of Master Yunhe.

Although Master Yunhe was a casual cultivator, the fact that he mentioned the price of 1.2 million spirit stones without blinking an eye revealed that his skills and wealth were beyond the reach of ordinary people...

It is better for such a treasure to fall into his hands than into the hands of hostile forces.

It was also because of everyone's mentality that Yun He Zhenren finally got what he wanted...

A moment later, Penglai League Elder Ming Yuanzi took the stage again. After bowing with a smile, he announced loudly, "On behalf of the Penglai League, I would like to thank all of you for your support. This Mingyue Auction is now over!"

Everyone returned the greetings, feeling that this event was a great bargain. Although they didn't win anything, having such a Jindan Zhenren pay their respects to them was such a great honor. Where else could they encounter such a privilege except in such a scene?
"Senior Ming Yuanzi, would you still be the host of the next grand event?"

"Fellow Daoist Ming Yuanzi, I will take my leave now..."

……

After a few words, some people left early.

However, those who frequently attend auctions know that even though the public auction has ended, the secret exchange has just begun...

As expected, Ming Yuanzi ignored the many greetings and continued loudly:

"You have come from afar. If you are not in a hurry to return, you can wait a while. Mingyue Island will hold a banquet for you fellow Taoists later. You can communicate with each other then. My Penglai Alliance is willing to provide protection for you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many figures who were turning around and leaving quietly stopped, and it seemed that they were somewhat moved.

I didn't get what I wanted at the auction, but maybe the free exchange I'll get what I wanted...

Chen Mu was quite surprised to hear this. He didn't expect that there would be an exchange meeting after the auction in the East China Sea.

He had participated in several auctions in Beiyuan, but had never encountered such an arrangement.

It seems that having a Penglai Alliance that is superior to other forces is not a bad thing. At least on the surface, it can make the East China Sea more stable...

"Fellow Daoist Xu."

Suddenly, Feng Wenzheng stood up, the coldness in his eyes faded, and he smiled and said, "The exchange meeting is about to begin. I need to go find Luo Tianqi. Would you like to come with me?"

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he guessed his intention.

Coincidentally, the set of Three Elements Spirit Swords that Chen Mu took out, which were specifically designed to cut through souls, attracted bidding from Feng Wenzhen and Luo Tianqi.

Of course, if we talk about financial strength, who can compare with the Jinfeng Luo family?

In the end, as expected, the Three Talents Spirit Sword fell into Luo Tianqi's hands.

Feng Wenzheng might have gone there this time to try again and see if he could get it from him...

Chen Mu's eyes flickered and he shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Feng, please go ahead. I'm just strolling around here."

Feng Wen Zheng paused for a moment and said nothing more. He turned and ran towards the room where Luo Tianqi was.

Seeing him like this, Han Chengran and others hurriedly followed.

Chen Mu was reluctant to go over, but they really wanted to make friends with Luo Tianqi. With Luo's financial resources, just letting him know a little bit would make their path smoother.

After the few people left, Chen Mu felt something in his heart, and he also walked out of the room without saying a word and walked around the venue.

"Fellow Daoist, do you need the Black Tiger Pill? You can buy a whole bottle for a hundred spirit stones, which is quite a bargain..."

"My fellow Daoist, I see that your forehead is full and your features are prominent. You are obviously a person of great fortune. Since we are so lucky today, I will sell you this 'Ascension Manual' at a low price, and give you 300 spirit stones..."

"Do you have a top-grade spiritual weapon, my friend? I don't need a fine product, just a top-grade one..."

Before Chen Mu took a few steps, several voice messages came one after another. The content was mixed, all about buying and selling.

He paid no attention to it. After walking around the venue several times, he realized that someone's spiritual thoughts were always on him.

He used his spiritual sense to quietly explore and found that it was a brown-robed monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"People from the Feng family..."

Chen Mu murmured something, and his mind became much clearer.

It was obvious that Feng Wenzhen was afraid that he would take advantage of the situation to escape and flee far away, so that his efforts would not be wasted.

(End of this chapter)