My Cold Sword Master

The best quality ones are those without elixir patterns, with no drug poison residue and no impurities, and have excellent medicinal effects.

The Nine Dan Patterns are the second best, with some impurities and Dan poison, but they are harmless and only need to be slightly refined.

By analogy, those with seven or eight dan patterns are of medium to upper quality, those with six dan patterns are of ordinary quality, those with five dan patterns or less are basically of inferior quality, and those with one dan pattern are comparable to poison.

What lay before them were ten bottles of elixirs with nine elixir patterns, and all of them were made by one person.

This time, not only the monks in the auction hall were shocked, even Ruan Xueshao in the Tianzi Elegant Pavilion at this time lowered a gentle look.

Nine patterns, ten bottles, refined by one person, which means that this person's alchemy skills are extremely sophisticated and his control over spiritual essence is extremely high. More importantly, he has a thorough understanding of pharmacology and medicinal properties, which is why he can refine ten bottles of nine-pattern elixirs.

And judging from the essence of the elixir and the faintly visible elixir patterns that are as thin as hair, these ten bottles of nine-patterned elixirs are not only of extremely high quality, but have also subtly touched the threshold of having no elixir patterns.

Even the inner disciples of Danzong were not completely sure of refining these ten bottles of Nine-Pattern Elixirs, even though these were the lower-level Eighth-grade Elixirs, let alone ten bottles in total.

This means that, at the very least, this person is a Danzong Deacon of the same rank. However, Danzong Deacons are not allowed to privately refine pills and send them to auction, especially auction houses of the level of Peicheng Auction House.

Therefore, the person who commissioned the auction was most likely an independent alchemist, and an alchemist who had a very high success rate in refining the Nine-Patterned Elixir and was not under the control of the Alchemy Sect.

After this series of speculations, the minds of the immortal sect monks and elders present began to become active.

A free-spirited alchemist who was comparable to a deacon of the Dan Sect specially refined ten bottles of eighth-grade nine-patterned elixirs and put them up for auction at the Peicheng Auction House, which was extremely influential and where all the major immortal sects gathered...

The elders of all the major sects pondered for a moment, and then slapped their thighs and came to the conclusion: this person is not on good terms with the Dan Sect, and does not intend to join the Dan Sect. Instead, he is preparing to find another immortal sect that can accommodate him!

This is going to cost them money!

An alchemist who is comparable to the deacon of the Dan Sect is at least a fourth-rank alchemist. The ability to consistently refine the Nine-Pattern Elixir represents his excellent talent and extremely sophisticated alchemy skills.

As long as they invite him back to the sect, it means that they will not have to spend a lot of money to purchase elixirs for cultivation from the Dan Sect, which monopolizes the alchemists in the world. Not to mention that the resources for cultivation will be greatly reduced.

With this person's talent, plus his control over spiritual essence, he will at least be a master of alchemy in the future. If he can be trained, the benefits he will bring to the sect in the future will be beyond words!

That being said...

But no one can be sure, is this person extremely talented and has excellent alchemy skills, or is he just an experienced person who can only refine this level of Nine-Pattern Elixir?

Besides, who can guarantee that by bidding for this batch of pills, one will not offend the giant Danzong?

Therefore, as soon as these ten bottles of elixirs appeared, the entire auction hall fell into silence. For a full thirty seconds, no one made a bid and no one raised a placard. Even if there were a few people who wanted to raise their placards with gritted teeth, after seeing the Tianzihao Elegant Pavilion where Ruan Xueshao was, they thought again and again and put it down.

Moreover, these immortal sect cultivators had no idea that the master they imagined was comparable to the deacon of the Dan sect.

At this moment, he was in the Tianzihao elegant room on the second floor, being held in the arms of his elegant, mature and jealous aunt, letting her rub his pretty face and tease him with a wry smile.

Faced with the silence in the auction hall, Pei Shiya was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

As a shrewd businessman, she knew very well what these people were thinking.

There are only two concerns: fear of offending the Dan Sect, fear of paying for something that looks strong but is actually weak, and no one can guarantee that the alchemist will go with you if you bid for this batch of elixirs.

But, as long as one person makes an offer, others will follow suit. That's how human nature works.

They tend to be hesitant when it comes to their own interests, but they are very happy to trip up others.

With someone taking the lead, there won’t be any worries about subsequent bids.

The beginning jumped out very quickly, but the person at the beginning surprised Pei Shiya a little.

"Ten thousand, top-grade spirit stones."

Inside Ruan Xueshao's Tianzihao Elegant Pavilion, a girl's voice as light as a nightingale came slowly, and she offered a sky-high price that made all the immortals and cultivators in the hall smile bitterly.

Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, with this money you can buy a fourth-grade nine-patterned spirit pill. These ten bottles of nine-patterned spirit pills can be sold for a maximum of one thousand high-grade spirit stones because of their extremely high quality. Even if you want to burn money, this is not the way to spend it.

However, this also proves one thing, that is, this alchemist must have real talent, otherwise the Dan Sect would not have offered such a high price to make friends with him. It also indirectly proves that making friends with this alchemist will not cause trouble for the Dan Sect.

At this time, in the Tian Zi Hao Elegant Pavilion, Ruan Xueshao was helpless as she watched her daughter take away her Tian Zi Hao jade token and offered a sky-high price.

"Girl, even if you want to help this little guy, there is no need to spend such a huge price. They will start fighting over it themselves once you start." She comforted her daughter in her arms with a teasing look on her face.

The girl recognized at a glance that the elixir was made by her childhood sweetheart. When she saw that no one bid, she angrily snatched the jade token from her hand and directly bid the sky-high price.

"It would be great if you could be so proactive in front of this little guy, and not have to let the little guy be secretly eaten by other daughters all the time."

"Mother!" Ruan Danyun stamped her feet and said angrily, "Xiaoyun was obviously too defenseless! This auction is over! I must take Xiaoyun back to Danzong and give him a good beating!"

"Really? But don't let the little guy eat you up in the Dali Temple if you don't bring him back. In my opinion, this little guy is very dangerous. Look at the women around him, all of them have fallen for him."

"Humph, Xiaoyun is not dangerous, he is just... just... humph!"

When the girl thought of the woman next to the boy, she became very angry. It was obviously she who should have come first. She should have been the one who fell in love with the boy, was intimate with him, and had the first kiss.

But why is it that I have always been cheated on by other bad women?

"Okay, okay, it's not dangerous, it's just that my little girl likes it very much."

Ruan Xueshao smiled gently, then lowered her eyes to look towards the auction.

Ever since Ruan Danyun offered a sky-high price, some small and medium-sized sects were persuaded to withdraw, while first-class immortal sects such as Huoyan Sect gritted their teeth and were about to follow the sky-high price offered by Danzong in order to make friends with a future alchemy master.

But at this moment, a soft and charming lazy voice came slowly from the No. 3 Tianzi Pavilion.

"Twenty thousand high-quality spirit stones."

The Huoyan Sect and other first-grade immortal sects in the hall just raised their jade tokens and then put them back with a wry smile.

Well, Fairy Youlan, who had a close relationship with the Nine Nether Demon Lord, also participated in the auction, so they really didn’t dare to compete this time.

This guy is not like Dan Zong. If you offend Dan Zong, at most you will lose your elixir supply channels, and you can barely maintain the supply and demand of elixirs by going to the black market.

But if you offend this person, then you and your sect may end up in the black market together, in small amounts.

In the No. 3 Tianzi Elegant Pavilion, Xiao You'er, dressed in a hazy and charming black veil, leaned lazily on the transparent spiritual crystal windowsill, playing with the immortal wine in the black jade porcelain cup, and her charming and seductive purple eyes studied the ten bottles of elixir with playfulness.

She had no interest in elixirs. Although demon cultivators could also use elixirs, she and Ruan Xueshao had always been at odds with each other.

She was very interested in bullying the cute little guy by using the name of these ten bottles of elixir.

However, it is obvious that she may not be able to do so.

"Twenty thousand and one spirit stones." A slightly teasing voice came slowly.

Twenty thousand plus one pill, this is already an insulting and provocative price.

If it were any other sect, they would all feel that having provoked the Fairy Youlan, neither you nor your sect would survive the night.

And this one...

The cultivators and elders of the sect in the hall looked at the No. 2 Tianzi Yage belonging to Qingyou Sword Master with a little surprise.

However, the Nine Nether Demon Lord You Jiuxiao is unlikely to cause trouble for the Qingyou Sword Lord.

To be precise, the Qingyou Sword Master did not cause trouble for you, You Jiuxiao, because she was kind, and also because she disappeared with the Qingyou Sword Pavilion for some reason twelve years ago.

At this moment, the young man was listening to the elegant voice in the No. 2 Accord, frowning slightly, with a hint of curiosity on his face.

This voice... why, does it sound like Uncle Tang Xuan's voice?

Master, are you also coming to Yanyun?

The author says:

Author's words: Master has a weakness ()

In a sense, the master is even less useful than the aunt.

Chapter 83: Sword Immortals Fight for the Pill

"What? When did you, the Qingyou Sword Master, need this eighth-grade elixir for cultivation? You asked me to take a picture of it? Could it be that these ten bottles of elixir were all made by Xiaoyun?"

In the No. 2 elegant pavilion, Tang Xuan lazily leaned against the windowsill and took a sip of the fairy wine. Her playful sky-blue eyes cast a slightly teasing and playful look at the elegant and otherworldly cold and beautiful fairy figure behind her.

"Or are you worried that this little guy will be eaten by You Jiuxiao?"

Inside the elegant pavilion, the elegant and cold swordsman Shangguan Wanqiu stood with her hands behind her back. Her graceful and exquisite figure was outlined by the elegant white robe, giving her an isolated and cold immortal charm.

Her icy sword eyes stared quietly at Pei Shiya under the auction table. A barely perceptible ripple appeared in her elegant and proud sword eyes. She then looked at the ten bottles of eighth-grade elixirs with a slight surprise, but her immortal voice was still cold and clear.

"When did Yun'er learn to make pills?"

Tang Xuan took a sip of the immortal wine and said nonchalantly.

"It must have been taught by that girl Dan Yun. Xiao Yun has had a very detailed control over spiritual essence since he was young, so it's not surprising that he learned to refine pills. However, Xiao Yun has only been away from the Sword Pavilion for more than a month and has already refined an eighth-grade nine-patterned spiritual pill, and he can make ten bottles at a time. This talent is no worse than that little girl Dan Yun."

"It's just that... Xiaoyun's ten bottles of pills were obviously made with strange fire. There are so many strange fires in the world. Where did he get the strange fire?"

As she spoke, she flicked her brows and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot that Xiaoyun is accompanied by the nine-tailed fox demon. The Nine Heavens Fox Fire is very suitable for alchemy."

After saying this, Shangguan Wanqiu finally turned her cold gaze to her friend who was a drunkard beside her.

The sword immortal's cold and peerless sword eyes, the icy and clear eyes were still as clear and calm as ever, but this time in Tang Xuan's eyes, the frost-like deep pool actually revealed a rare hint of coldness.

"Ah... I forgot that you don't know about this yet." Tang Xuan sipped the fairy wine and looked away guiltily.

Only she, Su Wanrou and the beautiful and mature master-uncle knew that the young man had raised a white fox.

Shangguan Wanqiu seldom went to the boy's back mountain, so even if she went, she would conceal her sword sense to avoid arousing the boy's spiritual consciousness to tremble. In addition, as a member of the nine-tailed demon fox clan, the white fox was extremely good at protecting its life and hiding.

Therefore, Shangguan Wanqiu had no idea that there was a nine-tailed fox hiding beside the young man.

"You can't blame me for this!" She forced herself to remain calm and snorted, "It's clearly Xiaoyun's fault. It's... it's him who didn't recognize that it was a nine-tailed fox and kept it with him all the time! It was Xiaoyun's--"

"I know about this." Shangguan Wanqiu interrupted her, looking away, her cloud-patterned sleeves dancing with ripples, and she said calmly, "Yun'er has always been well-behaved, likes quietness, and doesn't like going out. It's good to have a white fox to accompany her."

"Besides, if we expel this white fox, Yun'er will probably be sad because of her kind nature."

Hearing this, Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she pouted: "I thought you didn't know about this. It's my fault that I helped Xiaoyun keep it a secret from you for so long."

Shangguan Wanqiu said calmly, "I also know that you used this matter to ask Yun'er to go down the mountain to get you some wine."

"And last time you secretly let Yun'er taste your fairy wine, which made Yun'er drunk."

"Gulp!" Tang Xuan, who was accused of sabotage, had to drink to hide her panic. She felt guilty and secretly complained in her heart.

You, the sword master, are not much better than me.

On the surface, you appear to be very elegant and cool, but in reality, aren't you easily disturbed as soon as Yun'er's affairs are mentioned?

You even pretended to be ignorant of the matter of the nine-tailed fox just to take Xiaoyun's feelings into consideration.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is because you, the sword master, have been isolated from the world for too long, and your temperament has been cold and aloof for too long. You no longer know how to get along with Xiaoyun. You only know to treat her as a master and disciple, but you have crossed the line between master and disciple.

As your master, if you were a little more honest and willing to eat Xiaoyun, you wouldn't have to watch Xiaoyun being secretly eaten by all kinds of bad women.

"Hmph." After cursing in her heart, Tang Xuan felt more confident, but still did not dare to tell the truth. She just said it sullenly.

"The auction is over, let's go see Xiaoyun?"

Shangguan Wanqiu did not answer, but a barely perceptible ripple appeared in her icy and cold sword eyes, and a hint of tenderness and longing appeared on her fairy face beneath the cloud-patterned veil. She nodded her cold and beautiful head lightly.

"Ah."

At this time, the auction hall was dead silent. All the cultivators and immortal sect elders here were pretending to be dead with their eyes open, watching their noses and their hearts.

Not to mention that the price of these 20,000 high-quality spirit stones is really too much of a premium. Just look at these two people. One is the wine immortal close friend of Qingyou Sword Master, and the other is Fairy Youlan who has a close relationship with Jiuyou Demon Lord You Jiuxiao. Either of them can destroy their sect with a wave of their hand.

Just as everyone was waiting for the situation to develop, a majestic and clear voice that looked down on the world, with a hint of laziness, slowly came from the No. 1 Accord.

"Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

This majestic, clear and melodious voice, filled with arrogance that looked down on the world, was like a rock falling into a silent pond, causing thousands of ripples. All the cultivators and immortal sects could no longer sit still.

"Empress! It's actually the Empress!"

"Even the Empress wants to befriend this person?!"

"Hiss! Who is this alchemist?!"

“Who knows? The Wine Fairy, the Orchid Fairy, the Empress, and the Alchemy Sect Master, which one of these four is not a person of noble status?!”

"Well, is it possible that this is the empress's... offspring?" a cultivator from the Sword Sect asked weakly.

The noise in the hall fell silent, and everyone looked at the monk.

"After all, you see, apart from Fairy Youlan, the other four, Dan Sect Master Ruan Xueshao, Wine Fairy Tang Xuan, and Qingyou Sword Master, all have close ties with the Empress. If they are really the Empress' offspring..."

"Bullshit, go play with that stupid thing somewhere else!" The hot-tempered elder of the Sword Sect beside him raised his hand and knocked him on the forehead, then angrily shouted, "Go back to the sect and practice swordplay ten thousand times!"

The monk had a bitter face and sat back obediently, but this little episode also quieted the atmosphere in the auction hall.

But the auction hall was quiet, and those people were a little unhappy.

"Thirty thousand and one top-grade spirit stone." Xiao You'er's originally lazy and charming voice became a little colder at this time.

She leaned against the French window, gently shaking the porcelain cup in her hand, and her charming purple eyes turned a little colder.