Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"A sixth-grade Soul-Evolving Pill? And it can even enhance soul power after consumption!"

"Such a rare and exceptional grade-six elixir, I cannot miss it...!"

"I'll offer 400,000!"

"A mere 400,000 is nothing! I'll add another 50,000!"

A fierce bidding war erupted from below the stage, clearly indicating that more than one rogue cultivator was vying for the Soul Refining Pill.

Just as Lu Feng had predicted, in just a quarter of an hour, the price of the Soul Refining Pill in his hand soared to 600,000, a price increase that was faster than a rocket!

A single Soul-Evolving Pill can sell for 600,000!

If all eight are added together, that's a total of 4.8 million low-grade spirit stones, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for Lu Feng now!

"As expected, besides murder and robbery, alchemy is still more profitable...!"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel even more excited.

...

Meanwhile, in a VIP dragon room

"A sixth-grade Soul-Evolving Pill..."

"This pill must be Xu Liancheng's doing, right? But these two spiritual plants, the Pure Heart Grass and the Blooming Spirit Flower, are almost extinct now. For Xu to be able to get his hands on such rare items, he must be quite capable..."

A burly, dark-faced man clad in golden armor stood with his arms crossed, his thick, ink-black eyebrows slightly raised, as if he were somewhat surprised.

Behind the dark-faced giant were dozens of soldiers clad in golden armor, exuding a murderous aura. They were clearly of extraordinary origin and followed the giant's lead.

"Commander Chen, would you like me to bid on your behalf?"

Seeing the dark-faced giant show interest, a soldier in golden armor stepped forward and asked tentatively.

The other party was none other than Chen Jinnan, the renowned commander of the Imperial Guard in Dongyun Capital!

In addition, Chen Jinnan's own strength is not to be underestimated. His Yuan Power cultivation has already reached the fifth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, which is far superior to Jin Buhuan, who is in charge of this year's auction in the capital. He can be said to be the best in the entire venue!

"Hmm, Princess Luochuan's coming-of-age ceremony is just a few months away. Perhaps using this as a birthday gift wouldn't be bad...?"

Faced with his subordinate's reminder, Chen Jinnan merely stroked his chin and then muttered to himself.

"Understood!"

Upon seeing this, the golden-armored soldier immediately understood, withdrew, and joined the bidding army.

Because he had followed the other party for nearly twenty years, he knew Chen Jinnan's temperament and habits better than anyone else, and if the other party did not explicitly refuse, it was usually a yes in the end!

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Arena

"Six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, is there a higher price?"

After a fierce bidding war, the noise from the audience gradually subsided, clearly indicating that the price of 600,000 was nearing its limit and it was almost impossible to raise the price further.

After all, a sixth-grade Soul-Evolving Pill can only enhance soul power, and does not help improve one's Yuan Power cultivation.

Besides, the market price of a Soul Refining Pill is about 600,000. If the price continues to rise, it will undoubtedly be a loss. And the people present are not fools. They would not really risk their lives for a sixth-grade Soul Refining Pill.

"Six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, sold!"

Seeing that no one in the audience had spoken, Jin Buhuan waved his hand, ending the bidding, and instructed the white-clad maid beside him to bring out the next item for auction.

As for the buyers of the eight Soul Refining Pills in the glass bottle, they were all different people. Three of them were bought by Meng Duo, the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, one was bought by Chen Jinnan, the commander of the Imperial Guard, and the last four Soul Refining Pills were divided up by several unknown rogue cultivators in the Meridian Opening Realm.

As for Lu Feng, he didn't care at all who the final buyer of these Soul Refining Pills was; all he cared about right now was the Yuan Stones!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I'm rich! I'm rich...!"

Inside the VIP Tiger Room, seeing the booming sales of the Soul-Evolving Pills he had refined, Lu Feng couldn't help but rub his hands together again. His body trembled slightly, clearly unable to contain his excitement.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Seemingly noticing something amiss with Lu Feng, Jia Youqian turned around, his face showing some surprise.

Although he knew that Lu Feng was a second-grade alchemist with profound knowledge of alchemy, he never imagined that the sixth-grade Soul Refining Pills he was currently holding were actually made by Lu Feng!

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered some happy things."

Lu Feng coughed a few times, composed himself, and said.

"Something happy about?"

Jia Youqian was a little confused, but then he saw Lu Feng make a shushing gesture and look back at the auction stage below.

It turned out that the next item for auction had already been presented.

The auction item was none other than a wheel-shaped spiritual treasure with barbed edges and a hollow center. On the left and right sides of the wheel, there were two spiritual patterns, one a dragon and the other an elephant, which were faintly shimmering with golden light, suggesting that it was of a high grade.

However, the surface of this flying wheel spirit treasure has many uneven gaps, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on it are very weak. It is obviously severely damaged and almost no different from broken copper and scrap iron.

"Fellow Daoists, this spiritual treasure is called the Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel. Its power has reached the fifth rank. Although this wheel looks somewhat worn and dilapidated, like a piece of scrap metal, its destructive power is astonishing!"

"Even a mere mortal with no cultivation can easily shatter rocks and split mountains and seas with this wheel in hand!"

On the auction stage, Jin Buhuan raised his hand and summoned the Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel from the white-clad maid's hand, then casually tossed it aside.

bass!

Click...!

The Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel landed instantly, then slammed heavily into the bluestone ground below the platform, producing a crisp sound of shattering stones and attracting many eyes.

"The starting bid for this spiritual treasure is 600,000 low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 10,000 low-grade spirit stones higher!"

After demonstrating the power of the Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel, Jin Buhuan didn't waste any more words and immediately announced the start of the auction.

"Is this thing really a fifth-grade spiritual treasure? It looks more like a piece of junk!"

"That's right! It's just a broken flywheel, and the starting bid is 600,000 low-grade spirit stones? Do they think I'm stupid?!"

"In my opinion, this 'Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel' is a complete scam; anyone who buys it is a fool!"

"With such a weak fluctuation of spiritual energy, and its surface riddled with damage and cracks, even if this item truly is a spiritual treasure, its grade is at most second-grade, not even close to being a fifth-grade spiritual treasure..."

Below the stage, the crowd was buzzing with discussion, and most of them looked doubtful, clearly not believing Jin Buhuan's explanation. As for the bidding, there was very little, almost no bidding at all!

"I offer one million...!"

At this moment, a hoarse, aged voice suddenly drifted from the crowd, causing everyone below the stage to pause slightly before turning their heads to look.

The person who spoke was short and thin, an old man in black robes who looked to be around seventy years old. His cloudy, yellowish eyes were completely still, staring intently at the Dragon Elephant Killing Wheel stuck upside down in the ground.

"This guy is... the Five Great Elders?!"

Inside the VIP Tiger Room, upon seeing the old man in black robes raise his voice to bid, Jia Youqian, who had been calm and composed, also changed his expression slightly. Then, his right hand, which was holding a feather fan, suddenly clenched tightly, as if he had recognized the old man's background.