Becoming an immortal and ancestor begins with the golden toad spitting out money.

Chapter 129 Makes a fortune, nothing happens.
On the first night of the City God Temple Fair, the blind old Taoist priest made quite a splash.

At that time, the young monk consulted a fortune teller and received the answer that he should not travel to the northeast within seven days, otherwise a great disaster would surely follow.

Although the young cultivator didn't believe it at all, he still paid double the fortune-telling fee and even made a deal with the blind old Taoist priest.

Many cultivators had no idea why, but some who were present that night offered their explanations.

At this moment, some cultivators shook their heads and said, "Seven days have passed. Since this young cultivator is unharmed, why be so aggressive?"

From the perspective of the blind old Taoist priest, the process is not important, as long as the result is good.

However, some cultivators laughed and said, "If the fortune-telling old Taoist priest is just using a great calamity as a pretext, wouldn't he have just taken five taels of his fee for nothing?"

The amount of money is not the issue; the issue is that if the blind old Taoist priest continues to deceive people, it constitutes a moral failing.

It should be noted that everyone is different.

Some people may appear normal, but they actually have intellectual disabilities and may do some unexpected things.

Some people are extremely superstitious, distrusting family and friends while believing in charlatans; some have been swindled out of their money, and some have even come to worship evil gods…

Some people like to join in the fun, while others have a herd mentality.

For example, right now, many people haven't even figured out the reason behind the situation, yet they're supporting the young monks who smashed the fortune-telling Taoist's signboard.

"Seven days have passed, and there's still no movement from the northeast. That blind old Taoist priest is just swindling and cheating!"

"If the old Taoist priest doesn't give a clear explanation, we'll ruin his reputation!"

"..."

Most people are still used to remaining silent, which makes the condemnation seem to grow louder and louder.

The blind old Taoist priest was surrounded by so many people. His fingers, gripping the signboard, were turning white from the force, but he dared not make any move, for fear of angering them by being suspected of trying to escape.

At this point, however, some people couldn't stand by and watch, and were prepared to deal with any possible conflict at any time.

Zhu Nanshan, confident in his reputation, stepped forward and said, "Gentlemen, the City God's Spirit Realm is not yet over. Why not wait another hour or two before distinguishing the truth from the falsehood?"

Strictly speaking, the so-called seven days should be enough to reach the Ghost Market, with the extra hour being for the spread of information.

At this moment, many monks recognized the speaker.

"It's Master Zhu!" The speaker was an ordinary person who had only heard about Zhu Nanshan summoning a deity to kill the walking corpse.

"Is that Master Zhu who killed a ghost general despite being of a higher level?" Not long ago, Zhu Nanshan, with the help of the evil energy chain magic weapon obtained from the walking corpse, killed a ghost general while still a minor cultivator, which made him somewhat famous in the Yin-Yang world.

"So it's Master Zhu!" Even cultivators had to address him as Master Zhu.

Indeed, Zhu Nanshan had been at the level of a minor cultivator in the Cave Profound Realm for more than ten years. Now that he had the money to buy the token to enter the Spirit Realm, he finally became a true Cave Profound Master.

Immediately, some of the previously silent cultivators spoke up: "It's only an hour or two. We can still explore the spiritual realm. If there's no further movement from the northeast after we come out, then you can ruin the old Taoist's reputation!"

With so many people helping him, the blind old Taoist priest finally felt more confident.

"Everyone, when I was telling this fellow Daoist's fortune, I suffered a backlash from the heavens. If nothing really happened, I would have smashed my own signboard!"

If someone else damages their reputation, there might still be some leeway; they can simply move to another place to continue telling fortunes.

If one ruins their reputation, it means giving up the profession of fortune teller, which is a serious matter.

Even Su Ji, who had arrived earlier under Mo Linglong's escort, couldn't help but be startled: "The old Taoist priest has staked his entire career this time, if..."

The place where Su Ji was ambushed and killed was a hundred feet away from Qili Lake, which is not strictly speaking in the northeast direction. Moreover, the target of the ambushers was Su Ji, so it cannot be said to be a major disaster.

As for the reason why Su Ji was alarmed, there was also a sense of self-reflection involved.

After the blind old Taoist priest told his fortune, Su Ji specifically sought out the local earth god, and eventually, with the Night Wanderer Spirit General leading the investigation, Su Ji began to investigate.

The result was already out: the Yin Sha Antique was just a shepherd who stumbled upon a half-collapsed ancient tomb, nothing serious.

However, Su Ji felt that perhaps it was precisely because of his actions that the local deity and the night-roaming spirits were alerted, causing the great calamity that should have manifested in the next few days to be postponed or even disappear altogether.

Ultimately, neither Su Ji nor Yan Tianchou are beings of this world, and their actions are difficult for Heavenly Secrets to predict in advance, thus creating the possibility of altering Heavenly Secrets.

Therefore, Su Ji is now in a very conflicted state of mind. He wants the so-called great calamity to occur to prove his initial decision, but he also doesn't want the calamity to happen and affect the lives of the living.

"Well, who can predict the future? I'd better focus on the auction!"

With this thought in mind, Su Ji began to walk into the ghost market and released the paper scholar.

As a gust of wind blew by, the paper-figure scholar's eyes gleamed: "Fellow Daoist Jin, I pay my respects!"

The speaker was none other than the Earth Spirit of the Bright Moon Realm.

Ever since the Earth Spirit learned about the Bright Moon Wonderland project, it has been very keen on advancing to the advanced level of the Cave Profound Realm. This time, it took out some of its treasured items and asked the Sun Watcher Spirit to bid on the Golden Toad on its behalf.

Su Ji waited only a short while before the paper-figure scholar brought a paper box from the paper-cutting shop.

"There are seven high-grade Yin Stones, one high-grade Yin Cold Iron of three standard volumes, and one high-grade Yin Stone Gallbladder..."

Inside the cardboard box, besides these top-grade spiritual materials, there were also many mid-grade spiritual materials, with a total value exceeding 40,000 strands of divine power!
Su Ji smiled and said, "These are all hot items. During the auction, Your Highness can bid freely within 50,000 strands of divine power, and I will advance the payment..."

After Su Ji arrived at the stall, he also met with a guardian spirit soldier from Qili Lake.

"General Jian Ri, these are the treasures that General Shou Yuan has brought for auction. Please take a look!"

Su Ji reached out and took a seashell, opened it, and found it filled with a dazzling array of items.

"One portion of top-grade water vein spirit liquid, one spirit jade containing a trace of demon king bloodline, half a standard-sized top-grade yin-yang elemental stone, three mid-grade earth vein spirit beads, and seven mid-grade yin evil beads..."

After confirming everything was correct, Su Ji nodded and said, "Fortunately, the Guardian Spirit has entrusted me with bidding on these treasures. You can bid freely within 30,000 strands of divine power later, and I will advance the payment first..."

This auction was originally intended to feature top-grade spiritual herbs, including meat-based Ganoderma lucidum and top-grade earth-yang stone gall.

The Earth Spirit was the first to mention joining, and after the Guardian Spirit White Turtle learned of Su Ji's identity as the Sun Guardian Spirit, he also had the idea of ​​auctioning off the treasures he had collected over the years.

Even the local deity, Zhang Gong, has a few items that can be auctioned off.

Back then, all the treasures that the Mountain God Temple had compensated them with were used, but the Earth God also seized a long staff that reached his eyebrows from the Monkey King. Although it had not yet truly reached the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, it was still a rare treasure.

Yan Tianchou analyzed, "The eyebrow-length staff is a high-grade spiritual weapon embryo. Its main body is a high-grade spiritual wood. In addition to incorporating some spiritual materials, it has also been refined by the Monkey King for many years."

"Once this item becomes a high-grade spiritual artifact, it will possess two high-grade spiritual techniques... The starting bid can be set at five thousand strands of divine power."

Five thousand strands of divine power could buy a genuine high-grade spiritual weapon, but the spiritual patterns inside this stick can form two high-grade spiritual techniques, thus increasing its value.

This is just the starting price; it could even double later...

As time passed, it came to 10 p.m., the agreed auction time.

A crowd had already gathered in front of the stall, and many cultivators took to the air, while ghost kings and high-ranking cultivators arrived, concealing their auras.

Su Ji stepped forward and, following the script prepared in advance by Yan Tianchou, announced loudly: "This auction includes rare treasures from the Great Sun Spirit Realm, exotic treasures from the Bright Moon Spirit Realm, precious items from Seven Mile Lake, and spiritual materials obtained from the White Rock Mountains..."

Previously, many cultivators thought that the treasures auctioned this time would contain no more than 20,000 to 30,000 strands of divine power.

It is now known that the treasures up for auction tonight are not only from a wide range of sources, but also come in a great many varieties.

Then, the beaded maiden, dressed in seven-colored robes, appeared and began to preside over the auction. "Today's first treasure is something a friend obtained from the Bright Moon Spirit Realm and entrusted to us for auction..."

"A piece of top-grade Yin-type cold iron of three standard volumes, with two natural spiritual rune cores formed within it, is an excellent material for crafting top-grade spiritual artifacts. The starting bid is six thousand strands of divine power!"

The core of the spirit pattern is the foundation for forming spirit techniques. If a skilled craftsman were to work with it, this piece of high-grade Yin-Yang cold iron could be forged into a powerful high-grade spirit weapon.

However, the starting price was still too high, and many cultivators fell silent.

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "The guardian spirit of Qili Lake is willing to contribute six thousand two hundred strands of divine power!"

Everyone looked over and saw that it was Shouyuan Lingbing, a member of the White Turtle's clan. In a sense, it represented the White Turtle at this moment.

Then, the Ghost King of the Ren family spoke up: "The Ren family of Dongcheng is willing to contribute 6,500 strands of divine power!"

The Ren family rose to prominence because of the Qili Lake Spirit Realm, and now they own a small blessed land, which they manage quite well.

At this moment, the young mechanical sorcerer stepped forward and said, "The Mo family of Qianbian Town is willing to offer eight thousand strands of divine power!"

This person's appearance not only represents the Mo family of Qianbian Town, but also Mo Linglong, who is the reincarnation of a Xuanxian.

Immediately, the cultivators present were in an uproar.

"A standard volume of top-grade Yin-type cold iron can only contain a maximum of 1,500 strands of divine power, yet Thousand Changes Town has offered such a high price for it!"

"Qianbian Town suddenly raised the price to eight thousand strands of divine power; they really are rich and powerful!"

"In that case, Thousand Changes Town is probably determined to get this treasure!"

Just as many cultivators had imagined, when someone else raised the price by another hundred, the young mechanical master directly offered nine thousand strands of divine power.

"Nine thousand strands of divine power at a time..."

"Nine thousand strands of divine power twice..."

"Nine thousand strands of divine power three times!"

"Congratulations to the Mo family of Thousand Transformations Town for winning the first treasure with nine thousand strands of divine power!"

As the first treasure was successfully auctioned off at a high price, the atmosphere at the auction grew increasingly lively.

"Congratulations to the nameless rogue cultivator for winning the third treasure, the superior-grade spiritual artifact embryo, the eyebrow-length short staff, with eight thousand strands of divine power!"

In fact, the auction could have been for an even higher price, but those who could afford to bid recognized the background of the other party, the White Rock Mountain Range. The so-called nameless rogue cultivator was probably someone hired by the Monkey King.

"Congratulations to the Guardian Spirit of Qili Lake for winning the seventh treasure, a pair of flawless mid-grade mechanical puppet guards, with 7,200 strands of divine power!"

The death of the catfish in Qili Lake last time had a significant impact. The white turtle, fearing being hunted, did not cultivate its bloodline power and thus needed the mechanical puppet for protection.

"Congratulations to the nameless rogue cultivator for winning the tenth treasure, a superior-grade Earth Yin Stone Gallbladder, with 2,600 strands of divine power!"

Even highly skilled cultivators present might not be able to discern the amount of high-grade Yin Spirit Liquid within the Yin Stone Gallbladder, thus reducing the number of people willing to make offers.

Su Ji learned from the detection results of Yantianchou that the amount of high-grade Earth Yin Spirit Liquid inside was just right, and it should have been specially selected by the Earth Yin Spirit.

"Congratulations to the Loose Cultivator Alliance for winning the fifteenth treasure, a superior-grade Earth Yang Stone Gallbladder, with 3,200 strands of divine power!"

This time, the treasure was actually won by an alliance of independent cultivators, who then immediately commissioned the auction house to open it.

Mo Linglong, itching for a fight, stepped forward without any hesitation and cleaved open the top-grade Earth Yang Stone with a single chop.

"A total of eighteen drops of superior-grade Earth Yang Spirit Liquid!"

"A single drop of top-grade Earth Yang Spirit Liquid is worth at least two hundred strands of divine power. We've made a profit!"

"Thank you so much, Miss Mo! You're truly our lucky star!"

The auction immediately reached another climax, as ordinary cultivators, in addition to the Ghost King, high-ranking cultivators, cultivation families, and immortal cultivation forces, also participated in the auction.

Before long, more independent cultivators joined in, offering not only sets of mid-grade spiritual materials but also bundled low-grade spiritual materials.

With it almost eleven o'clock, Su Ji finally took out his most treasured possession.

"As you all know, the main item in this auction is the top-grade spiritual herb, the Flesh Spirit Mushroom. We have prepared three portions of Flesh Spirit Mushrooms for auction, and the highest bidder wins!"

The cultivators below the stage were immediately shocked.

"Wasn't it said that there was only one palm-sized piece of Ganoderma lucidum? How can it be divided into three parts?"

"Could it be that the top-grade spiritual herb, the fleshy Ganoderma, is not just one piece, but two or even three pieces?"

The old ancestor of the Ren family, the Ghost King, suddenly realized something and said, "After a piece of the fleshy spirit mushroom is cut off, it still has the possibility of continuing to grow. If you deliberately stimulate its activity, it will grow rapidly in a short period of time. The only price is that you lose the possibility of growth."

Not only did the self-proclaimed alchemist, the Ghost King of the Ren family, come up with this idea, but other knowledgeable cultivators also did: "In this way, the Sun-Watching Spirit General will only sell the non-differentiable flesh spirit mushrooms, thereby controlling the production of flesh spirit mushrooms..."

Initially, the Kitchen God Spirit Soldier believed that the top-grade spiritual medicine, the Flesh Lingzhi, had already died under the death tornado, and therefore thought it was only worth three or four thousand strands of divine power.

Today, however, facts have proven that the superior medicinal herb, Ganoderma lucidum, possesses the activity to continue growing, which is simply immeasurable.

"Top-grade spiritual medicine, flesh-based Ganoderma lucidum, is now up for auction. Starting bid: 3,000 strands of divine power!"

As soon as the Pearl Maiden uttered those words, many cultivators with aged souls could no longer remain seated.

The old man, a spirit soldier of the Kitchen God, had suffered a defeat in the last fierce battle and now had no choice but to sell his pots and pans for auction. He immediately said, "I offer four thousand strands of divine power!"

At this moment, the Ren family patriarch laughed and said, "I will contribute four thousand two hundred strands of divine power!"

The nameless cultivator stepped forward and said, "I will offer five thousand strands of divine power!"

Fortunately, there were two more portions of top-grade spiritual medicine, the meat spirit mushroom, so many people didn't fight to the death with the nameless cultivator.

"The second piece of meat-shaped Ganoderma lucidum is officially up for auction, with a starting price of three thousand strands of divine power!"

This time, the old man, the Kitchen God Spirit Soldier, once again started with four thousand strands of divine power, but was ultimately defeated by the Ren family cultivator with four thousand eight hundred strands of divine power.

"The third portion of meat-shaped Ganoderma lucidum..."

This time, the old man with the Kitchen God Spirit Soldier finally won the bid, acquiring the treasure with 4,500 strands of divine power.

With that, the auction came to an end. Many ghost kings and high-ranking cultivators flew away, while many other cultivators remained.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.

By this time, no news of the impending disaster had arrived, and the blind old Taoist priest's face was filled with confusion and dejection.

Although the blind old Taoist priest was blind, he still felt gazes as sharp as blades.

At this moment, the young cultivator said with a mocking smile, "Old Taoist, if you can't bring yourself to do it, I'll help you!"

The blind old Taoist priest gritted his teeth, trembling as he placed the signboard on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Snapped--"

The old Taoist priest's signboard, which had been there for decades and was already somewhat decayed, snapped in two.

(End of this chapter)