Clan Cultivation: Starting with Plundering Demonic Beast Talents

Six months have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the cultivators within Fenghuo Mountain reached their peak strength in the past twenty years.

Nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators!

In the center of the city, there is a four-story building.

On the third floor, a man wearing a jade hairpin and a long robe sat cross-legged.

Behind it, a crimson banner blotted out the sky, with countless rays of sunlight gathering within it.

A terrifying spiritual pressure enveloped an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

This person was none other than Liu Eryuan, the patriarch of the Liu family.

With his emergence from seclusion, from this moment on, all fighting is prohibited around Feng Huo Shan.

This grand event, held once every twenty years, features dozens of second-tier spiritual items, each worth over 100,000 spirit stones. Even cultivators at the Purple Mansion level would be tempted by such an event.

Therefore, the Qingyuan Sect would always send a Purple Mansion cultivator out of seclusion to oversee the situation.

The three people take turns on duty, rotating every forty years, so it won't interfere too much with cultivation.

Lin Qingyang had also emerged from seclusion and, together with his uncle Lin Zongyue, entered the auction house under the guidance of Lin Qinglian.

Lin Qingyang was quite shocked. He looked up at the towering figure. It was the first time he had ever seen a cultivator at the Purple Mansion stage.

Since the Liu family patriarch emerged from seclusion, the overall fire-attribute spiritual energy in the city has increased by more than 20%.

A cultivator at the Purple Mansion stage, simply by appearing there, can influence changes in celestial phenomena with their every move.

Seeing this, Lin Qinglian also introduced, "Uncle Liu has a fire-attribute earth spiritual root, although he is not a formation master."

"However, by relying on its affinity with fire and the immense magical power of the Purple Mansion stage, it can mobilize 30% of the power of the Wind and Fire Array, and even a third-tier high-grade demon beast can be repelled."

Lin Qingyang nodded. Even so, the Purple Mansion Realm was something he longed for.

Putting aside everything else, a lifespan of nearly five hundred years is enough to witness the rise and fall of several Foundation Establishment families.

The group entered the auction venue.

Entry to this auction is free for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and private rooms are available.

Qi Refining cultivators need to pay an entrance fee of fifty spirit stones.

Lin Qingyang estimated that this income alone would be enough to earn 10,000 spirit stones.

The venue has a total of four floors.

Upon entering, Lin Qingyang discovered that the auction venue here was dozens of times larger than that of Nanhefang Market!

Whether it's the floor height or the floor area.

On the first floor, many futons were placed for Qi Refining cultivators to use, and the gaps between the two were very large.

The second floor consists of two hundred private rooms, with the more prestigious the establishment, the closer they are to the front of the room.

Furthermore, the private room contains a one-way divine-suppressing array, so unless the cultivator inside actively reveals their aura, it is impossible to enter.

Otherwise, the others would have no idea who ultimately won the auction for the magical item.

Because of Lin Qinglian's departure, the three members of the Lin family were also allocated a private room, number 50, located in the upper-middle section.

The group entered the private room.

Lin Zongyue was somewhat worried. "Qinglian, Senior Shangguan isn't actually here. Will using his identity cause any trouble?"

"Don't worry, my master is not even 150 years old, yet she has already broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment and has broken through to the Purple Mansion stage at least twice. Who would provoke her for no reason?"

Lin Qinglian waved her hand, her words filled with great respect for her master.

"You silly girl, if I had known this would happen, I would have preferred you to become a disciple of another senior Zhang."

Lin Zongyue shook his head, his words tinged with regret.

"You can't say that. Master was preparing to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, and he also transferred three thousand merits to both my senior sister and me."

"I have also accumulated three thousand good deeds, and I still have ten years left."

"By hunting demons, I should be able to accumulate 10,000 merit points, which I can then exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill."

Lin Qinglian comforted her father.

Lin Qingyang, who was standing to the side, understood what was going on.

He knew about this matter. Back then, when his cousin joined the Qingyuan Sect, she used the connections left by the ancestor to choose two Foundation Establishment cultivators to become her disciples.

One of them is the current Senior Shangguan.

There was another one, a second-tier weapon refiner, who, having no hope for the path to immortality, provided even greater support to his disciples.

To exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill within the Qingyuan Sect, one needs 10,000 merit points.

If I had joined their ranks back then, I would probably have accumulated 10,000 merits by now and be ready to establish my foundation.

Of course, choosing Senior Shangguan also has its advantages.

If the other party were to advance to the Purple Mansion realm later, Lin Qinglian might have a chance to glimpse the Purple Mansion realm.

They chatted as the auction was about to begin.

Beyond the wind and fire mountains, the innermost layer of the wilderness extends a thousand miles deep.

A water palace surrounded by towering mountains.

A monstrous crocodile, a hundred feet long, was fast asleep.

Suddenly, he abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on a certain spot. "Since you've come, show yourself."

A wave of divine soul energy rippled across the water's surface, causing dozens of second-tier demonic beasts within a radius of a thousand miles to tremble and dare not move.

Suddenly, a dragon appeared, its back bearing a human face, and it spoke in human language, "Black Crocodile, ten years from now, the Crimson Flame Daoist of the Qingyuan Sect will descend, inevitably resulting in the deaths of several third-tier demonic beasts and a large number of our own kind."

"How about we devour Wang Wenjing first and deflate the prestige of the Qingyuan Sect?"

The crocodile turned its huge vertical pupils, pondered for a moment, and then opened its blood-red maw. "Call the old tortoise and the ancient tree to intercept the human cultivators' reinforcements."

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The human cultivators were completely unaware of the meeting between the two third-tier demonic beasts.

At this moment, the auction for Fengshan Mountain has begun.

Because nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators participated, the auctioneer's cultivation level reached an astonishing late Foundation Establishment stage.

He is said to be a deputy hall master of the Qingyuan Sect's Internal Affairs Hall.

To fully motivate cultivators, the dozens of second-tier spiritual items will be auctioned in three batches, with each batch becoming more valuable.

The first batch consisted of ordinary second-tier spiritual items such as second-tier demon beast pelts, spirit bones, and century-old spiritual herbs.

For independent cultivators or families who possess inheritances in talismans, formations, and elixirs, these are highly sought-after spiritual materials for Foundation Establishment.

Therefore, the final transaction price also increased by about 20%.

Even so, not a single item went unsold.

Inside private room number 50.

Lin Qingyang took out a thousand spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them to the attendant.

They then obtained the pelts of two mid-grade second-tier Greenwood Wolves.

It can produce at least twenty second-tier talismans.

Seeing this, Lin Qinglian asked with concern, "Qingyang, do you have enough spirit stones?"

Her worries were not unfounded. The life-bound hair of a second-tier demon beast was to be used to refine a second-tier talisman brush. It was not enough to just take the hair; the essence of its flesh and blood had to be extracted and refined into it.

She found out that the auction prices in previous years were around one thousand spirit stones.

"Don't worry, cousin. Half a year ago, Qinggui and I made a windfall on our way back."

As Lin Qingyang spoke, he took out a peach blossom fan, which he had obtained from Wen Yanqing.

"That handsome scholar has fallen into your hands!"

Lin Qinglian was quite shocked. The Twelve Fiends of the Southern Wilderness had been plundering around the Feng Huo Shan area, so they were naturally on the Qing Yuan Sect's wanted list.

Since the Foundation Establishment deacon wouldn't intervene, the task was handed over to the Qi Refining cultivator.

The opponent has five late-stage Qi Refining experts and has mastered a second-tier formation, operating as a group.

Among the Qi Refining cultivators, they possessed a presence somewhat reminiscent of the Twelve Fiends.

She had heard the news of the Jade-Faced Scholar's death some time ago, and that no one had come to claim the reward for six months.

At the time, she and her sect friends were speculating.

It was either a true disciple who made the move, or the other party was simply unlucky enough to encounter a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Unexpectedly, it was Lin Qingyang who eliminated them.

She knew that when Lin Qingyang returned half a year ago, the only person he had with him was her younger brother, who couldn't offer any help at all.

At this moment, she roughly guessed that her cousin probably possessed combat power comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

She didn't mention it, but she felt at ease. It meant that even if she couldn't break through to the Foundation Establishment stage and the clan elder passed away, the family could continue its lineage for another hundred years.

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