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The next day, early in the morning.

Qingxuanfang.

Yu Huai parted ways with Cheng Bei at Qingxuanfang, agreeing to meet again in the evening. He then headed towards the street where independent cultivators set up stalls.

Although Luofengfang is gone, Yu Huai still has the [Luck] attribute, so every time he comes to Qingxuanfang, he will visit the stalls of the rogue cultivators to see if he can find a bargain.

Now that an auction is being held here, this market where independent cultivators set up stalls is more lively than usual, with all sorts of cultivators present, including many disciples of the Qingxuan Sect.

There was still some time before the auction started, so Yu Huai wasn't in a hurry. He strolled around the market, stopping here and there, looking with great interest at the strange and unusual items on the stalls.

When the stall owners saw that he was a disciple of Qingxuan, they were all exceptionally enthusiastic towards him, and some even wanted to give him things for free.

Yu Huai didn't accept it; he simply waved his hand and continued walking.

But just then...

Yu Huai had a sudden thought, and then his face lit up with joy as he looked at a stall.

coming.

With the guidance of [luck], there must be the treasure he needs at that stall!

With that thought in mind, Yu Huai walked toward the stall.

The stall owner was a young cultivator, dressed in black robes, with only a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation level.

The stall owner was quite surprised to see Yu Huai walking towards him. He seemed not to have expected a disciple of Qingxuan to come to his stall.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you require?"

When Yu Huai arrived at the stall, the stall owner was stammering.

Yu Huai didn't speak, but simply looked down and scanned the items on the stall. Finally, following the guidance of [Luck], he looked at something. It was a wooden, dark red sphere that emitted a faint woody fragrance. It looked plain and unremarkable.

"What is this?"

Yu Huai couldn't tell what it was either, so he pointed at the sphere and asked.

what?

"This...? This is a little toy I made from the heartwood of a tree with a spirit. If you need it, I am willing to give it to you."

When the stall owner saw Yu Huai pointing at the wooden ball, he was slightly taken aback. After realizing what was happening, he hurriedly spoke up, his words tinged with flattery.

The heartwood of the Chinese toon tree?

"I wonder how old this Chinese toon tree is?"

Yu Huai seemed to know something and asked.

years?

Upon hearing this, the stall owner pondered for a moment and replied:

"I heard from those people that it should be about a hundred years old!"

Sure enough.

Yu Huai understood immediately. He picked up the sphere, and as soon as he touched it, he felt a sudden sense of comfort. Then, his eyes lit up.

This substance actually nourished his body.

Ok.

The key to the breakthrough of the root of the Chinese toon is to nurture its physical body under an ancient Chinese toon tree that is over a hundred years old.

This wood core comes from a century-old Chinese toon tree with a spiritual essence, and it may well serve as a key medium or auxiliary material for breaking through cultivation techniques.

This is a wonderful treasure!

It truly lives up to its reputation as something guided by "luck".

Yu Huai was thrilled and looked at the stall owner, saying:

"I'll take this. Name your price!"

Uh?

The stall owner hadn't expected Yu Huai to actually want the wooden ball, and for a moment he didn't know how much to quote.

This person is a disciple of Qingxuan. Perhaps he bought it to be a toy for his child at home. Let's just report the price as low.

The stall owner thought for a moment, scratched his head, and said:

"A little gadget made by yourself only costs ten spirit coins."

This item will be of great benefit to him.

Paying only ten spirit coins would make it seem like I'm taking advantage of others.

Yu Huai pondered for a moment, then put the wooden ball into his pocket and took out a spirit stone, handing it to the stall owner:

"Giving me ten spirit coins would seem like I'm bullying you. How about this, I'll give you a spirit stone, and you can take this item?"

Upon hearing this, the stall owner's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, his casually made little toy could sell for a spirit stone. He nodded happily and said repeatedly:

"Deal, deal, thank you, fellow Daoist. That little toy is yours."

Yu Huai didn't say anything more, left the stall, and continued browsing forward.

I don't know how much time passed.

Yu Huai didn't manage to find any more bargains, but he still picked out a few small items from the stall before leaving the place where the independent cultivators were setting up their stalls.

Ok.

The spiritual herbs for refining the Nourishing Root Pill have been exhausted, so this trip will allow us to replenish some, sell some items, and accumulate some spirit stones.

Let's see what we can buy at tonight's auction.

Yu Huai walked along the road, lost in thought.

But just then, a figure dressed in a black robe, covering himself up completely, suddenly brushed past him, a faint fragrance wafting through the air.

Such attire is quite common in the market, but when the two brushed past each other, Yu Huai was slightly taken aback, because he was very familiar with the figure.

Pi You?

Yu Huai suddenly remembered a name, looked back, but the figure had already disappeared into the crowd.

Shaking his head, Yu Huai ignored her. After a while, he arrived at a shop, looked around for a bit, and then decided to go inside.

"Shopkeeper, you have no sportsmanship! How can this be so expensive? Do you think the disciples of Qingxuan are easy to mess with?"

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. We're a small business, and we really can't lower the price any further."

However, while Yu Huai was still standing at the door, he heard a familiar voice.

Cheng Bei.

What a coincidence! This person has also come here.

Before he could think further, Cheng Bei stormed out of the shop, cursing. Upon seeing Yu Huai, he paused slightly, glanced inside, and then pulled Yu Huai away, saying as he did so:

"This is a rip-off shop. They're charging me so many spirit stones for just a few medicinal herbs. Brother Yu Huai, let's go. Let's not buy them here."

Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran out and said to Cheng Bei:

"Fellow Daoists, please don't leave. I'll give you some spirit stones, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Bei's face lit up with joy. He patted Yu Huai on the shoulder and laughed:

"make a deal."

Not long after.

The two left the shop under the shopkeeper's distressed gaze.

"Brother Yu Huai, it's getting late, let's head straight to the auction venue."

After leaving the shop, Cheng Bei glanced at the sky and said to Yu Huai.

Yu Huai responded with a sound of agreement.

The auction of Qingxuanfang was held in a huge pavilion in the city.

At this moment, outside the pavilion, cultivators were entering one after another, including quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators.

One hundred spirit stones are required to enter the auction.

This has already blocked the vast majority of independent cultivators.

After all, no independent cultivator would be willing to waste money to attend this auction.

Yu Huai and Yu Huai were both disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, and they did not receive any special treatment. They should have been arranged to sit in the main hall like other ordinary Qi Refining cultivators.

Fortunately, Cheng Bei was surprisingly generous, spending over a hundred spirit stones of his own money to move the two of them to a private room.

This action made Yu Huai take another look at him.

Seeing this, Cheng Bei waved his hand and casually said with a smile:

"We should save money when buying spiritual herbs, but we are Qingxuan disciples after all. How can we squeeze into the main hall with ordinary rogue cultivators? This concerns the sect's reputation, and we absolutely cannot compromise on this."

Upon hearing this, Yu Huai nodded and looked towards the main hall.

Indeed, there were no other Qingxuan Sect disciples present; they must have changed to private rooms like Cheng Bei and Yu Huai.