Chapter 269: Huge Gains at the Auction
"Eight hundred thousand spirit stones, this piece of Geng Jing will be obtained by this Taoist friend!" said a middle-aged cultivator standing at the front of the auction hall with a smile on his face.
On the sandalwood table in front of him was an emerald green tray with a walnut-sized piece of light golden ore on it.
Han Li, wearing a mask, walked down from the stage with some excitement. He handed over 800,000 spirit stones and took the Geng essence away.
This time, in order to bid for this piece of Geng Jing, he not only used up all the 500,000 spirit stones given by Lu Luo, but also used up all the 300,000 spirit stones he had.
This walnut-sized piece of Geng essence is enough to mix into seven or eight flying swords. This auction has brought him a lot of gains.
"What a pity! After all, my financial resources are limited. Otherwise, if I could get the fist-sized piece of Geng essence at the back, it would be enough for me to barely put together a set of Da Geng Sword Formation!" Han Li thought to himself.
There were two pieces of Gengjing in total at this auction, and the one he bought was smaller.
It was precisely because there was a larger piece behind that attracted the attention of those sword-cultivating sects, otherwise even if Han Li took out 800,000 spirit stones, he might not be able to obtain the Geng Essence in front of him.
"The person who took out that fist-sized piece of Geng Jing should be Senior Brother Ye, right? I remember that he got a piece that was exactly the size of a fist in Man Huzi's cave!" Han Li thought to himself.
In fact, after he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and saw the Da Geng Sword Formation in the Qing Yuan Sword Art, he had always wanted to obtain Geng Jing from Ye Changsheng.
However, he had almost nothing valuable to Ye Changsheng, and he even owed Ye Changsheng two favors, which he had no way to repay. How could he have the room to bargain with Ye Changsheng in exchange for Geng Jing!
Therefore, Han Li never went looking for Ye Changsheng!
Now, he could only look at such a large piece of Geng essence and sigh.
Not long after Han Li obtained this piece of Geng Essence, Ye Changsheng's piece of Geng Essence was also brought up.
When a group of sword cultivators saw the piece of Geng essence, their eyes suddenly turned red.
The bidding sounded incessantly, and soon the price exceeded the 800,000 spirit stones that Han Li had bid for.
Seeing that the price of Geng Essence had soared to more than one million spirit stones, Han Li couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.
Sure enough, a lone fighter like him could never compare with those big sects.
Han Li saw clearly that among those who were competing for the Geng Essence, there was the Nascent Soul boy, the Fire Dragon Boy, whom he knew.
This person was obviously representing the Ancient Sword Sect to auction this item. When Han Li saw the Fire Dragon Boy shout out the price of 1.3 million spirit stones without changing his expression, the corners of his eyes twitched twice.
In a box above the auction hall, Ye Changsheng and Yuan Yao sat there, watching the hot auction scene below with smiles on their faces.
Before long, the price of his piece of Geng Essence had been pushed up to 1.8 million spirit stones.
At this point, the price finally increased more slowly, and finally, the price settled at two million, one hundred thousand spirit stones.
However, the Fire Dragon Boy, who had been bidding, did not help the Ancient Sword Sect to buy the Geng Essence. This fist-sized piece of Geng Essence was eventually bought by the leader of the Righteous Alliance, an elder of the Taizhen Sect.
After the auction of Geng Jing was settled, Ye Changsheng's eighth-level demon pills and ninth-level demon beast materials were brought up one after another.
Not surprisingly, these things immediately attracted the attention of a group of Nascent Soul cultivators.
In the end, Feng Xi's materials were sold for more than 2.3 million spirit stones, and the blood-veined shark's demon pill was sold for more than 800,000 spirit stones.
After deducting the auction house's commission, Ye Changsheng finally got 5 million spirit stones.
"It's true that the speed of making money is fast in this way, but if the auction house is in my hands, the speed of making money will be even faster!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
After getting five million spirit stones, he and Yuan Yao left the auction house. Yuan Yao went to the agreed place mentioned by Nanlong Hou as Ye Changsheng said.
Yuan Yao walked alone to a seemingly ordinary stone house. She walked over, and before she could knock on the door, it opened.
A middle-aged man wearing a jade crown, purple robe and long beard came out. When he saw Yuan Yao, he showed joy on his face and said quickly: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, you are finally here!"
"Thank you for waiting, Fellow Daoist Nanlong!" Yuan Yao said a few polite words, and was then invited into the stone house by Marquis Nanlong.
Yuan Yao was stunned by the situation in the room. How could there be anyone in the empty room?
But then she swept her spiritual sense and discovered the fluctuations of restrictions in the house.
At the same time, Nanlong Hou also noticed Yuan Yao's actions and said with a smile: "Of course, my little trick cannot be hidden from you, Daoist friend. Daoist friend Yuan, please follow me!"
As Nanlong Hou spoke, he casually made a hand gesture and a golden cloud flew out from his sleeves.
After the golden glow, a white light suddenly flashed on an inconspicuous piece of ground in the house. The illusion in front of him disappeared, and a dark stone staircase suddenly appeared.
Nanlong Hou walked down without saying a word. Yuan Yao took a look at the situation here and followed him.
The stone steps were very short. As soon as I stepped in, I found myself in a small underground hall. The soft white light of a few moonstones made the place dim and bright.
At this moment, there were six monks in this stone house.
When these people saw Nanlong Hou and Yuan Yao coming in, they all looked over at the same time.
One of the men, who was dressed in green and had an ordinary face, had a slightly changed expression when he saw Yuan Yao appear.
This person was Han Li. When he saw Yuan Yao, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
How come Senior Brother Ye’s Taoist partner was also invited by Nanlong Hou?
So, Senior Brother Ye also knows what’s happening here?
Thinking of this, Han Li felt a little depressed, thinking that the matter of Nanlonghou inviting them here this time might not be simple.
Otherwise, Senior Brother Ye wouldn’t have paid attention to this.
Han Li had a feeling that anything that Senior Brother Ye paid attention to was probably something extraordinary.
"Brother Nanlong, this fellow Taoist you invited looks unfamiliar?" asked a dark-skinned man in the corner.
Nan Longhou smiled upon hearing this, and first introduced him to Yuan Yao, saying, "This is Brother Bing!"
Then, he turned around and looked at everyone and said, "This fellow Daoist Yuan has just formed his infant form not many years ago. It's normal that you don't know him!"
"But speaking of this fellow Taoist's companion, I believe everyone has heard of your great name for a long time!" Nanlong Hou said with a smile as he looked at everyone in the room.
"Oh? Taoist companion? Who is this Taoist friend's Taoist companion?" someone asked immediately. This was an old man in white shirt and without a beard.
"Her Taoist partner is Fellow Daoist Ye Changsheng, who is known as the fourth greatest cultivator in our Tiannan. I think everyone here has heard of his reputation!" Nanlong Hou said with a smile.
"What? It's him?!" Several exclamations immediately sounded in the room.
"Ye... Isn't your Taoist partner the Fairy Nangong of the Yanyue Sect?" A surprised voice came from the corner. The speaker was a beardless old man in white shirt. Like Nanlong Hou, he was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Yuan Yao with doubt in their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Nanlong Hou smiled and said, "Brother Yun is indeed worthy of being the elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He knows a lot about Fellow Daoist Ye!"
Nanlong Hou's words made the old man surnamed Yun look a little embarrassed.
He was originally a secret elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, traveling around the world, pretending to be a casual cultivator. No one had ever known that he was a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
It was not until Ye Changsheng took action and killed the brothers Wang Tiangu and Wang Tiansheng that the cultivator surnamed Yun had to reveal his identity and return to the Ghost Spirit Sect to hold up the banner of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
But precisely because of this, the attitudes of some of his old friends who were on good terms with him immediately changed.
Because he always said that he was a casual cultivator, people felt comfortable associating with him, but now you have become a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
This makes people wonder if you have some conspiracy by coming out to make friends?
Nanlong Hou was also one of the good friends of the cultivator named Yun in the past. He was very angry about this man's disguise.
Therefore, I said that sentence just now.
Seeing that most people present were looking at Yuan Yao with suspicion in their eyes, and only Han Li was calm and did not express anything, Nanlong Hou could not help but sneer in his heart.
He showed a warm smile on his face and said slowly: "Well, I don't know much about the matter of Fairy Nangong that you all mentioned, but this is Fellow Daoist Ye's family affair, so we'd better not ask too much!"
Listening to these people's conversation and looking at their doubtful eyes, Yuan Yao always had a faint smile on her face without any expression.
She listened quietly to Nanlong Hou's introduction, and at the same time wondered in her heart what the purpose of this cultivator, who had been famous in Tiannan for hundreds of years, gathering so many people here was.
There were as many as three cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage present. It was obvious that what Nanlong Hou was planning was not simple at all.
"Since Fellow Daoist Yuan is here, I guess Fellow Daoist Ye must also know about our gathering? As far as I know, he has also come to this Tiantian City!" an old woman suddenly said.
"Mrs. Tai is right, but whether Fellow Daoist Ye knows about this matter or not, I have to ask Fellow Daoist Yuan!" Nanlong Hou turned and looked at Yuan Yao and asked.
Seeing that most of the people were looking at her, Yuan Yao smiled and said:
"Of course my master knows that I came here, but he has an appointment with fellow Daoist Wei Wuya, and he has other things to do, so he can't take care of our affairs!"
After hearing Yuan Yao's words, everyone present was skeptical.
If people like Ye Changsheng were really allowed to join in, then no matter what Nanlong Hou asked them to do next, I think these people would hesitate or even refuse directly.
Nan Longhou looked very calm, as if he completely believed Yuan Yao's words, and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Ye can't take care of the things here, then you should all be relieved, right?"
As he spoke, Nanlong Hou introduced the identities of the other people present to Yuan Yao.
In addition to the old man surnamed Yun from the Guiling Sect, there is also a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul here, and this person is Xuanjizi, the elder of the Tianji Sect.
In addition to the three mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, there was the dark-skinned cultivator named Bing, a cold-faced cultivator named You, and an old woman named Madam Tai.
These six people, plus Yuan Yao and Han Li, a total of eight Nascent Soul cultivators gathered in this room.
Everyone here either possesses the consciousness of a middle Nascent Soul stage, or is in the early Nascent Soul stage but has practiced some secret method to make their consciousness comparable to that of a middle Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Those present were very curious about what the purpose was for Nanlong Hou to select such a group of cultivators with powerful spiritual awareness and gather them together.
After temporarily suppressing the doubts about Yuan Yao's identity, someone immediately asked: "Brother Nanlong, why did you ask us to come here?"
Nan Longhou's expression straightened when he heard this. He glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Several Daoists come from different forces, including the Righteous Dao, the Demonic Dao, the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and some solitary cultivators. But I invited you all to come here for only one reason, and that is that your spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful!"
"Regarding what I am going to do, some of you already know the general outline of the matter, but some have not yet been informed, so I will recount the matter, and then everyone can decide whether to participate in this matter. If you are unwilling, I will never force you!"
Hearing this, everyone's spirits suddenly perked up, knowing that the main show was about to begin.
"The reason why I called everyone here this time is actually to ask you to accompany me to take a trip to the Mulan Grassland!" Nanlong Hou said slowly after glancing at everyone.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly changed their expressions.
"Brother Nanlong, are you right? We are going to Mulan Grassland?" The cold-faced monk named You asked with a frown, as if he still didn't believe what he heard.
"Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood. When I said we should go to the Mulan grassland, I did not mean we should go deep into the grassland. We can just stay at the edge a hundred miles away!" Nanlong Hou explained calmly.
"That is also a very dangerous thing. I heard that the Mulan people have been gathering their strength for so many years and are ready to make a move again!" said the cultivator named You, shaking his head.
The others all had grim expressions on their faces, looking at Nanlong Hou, waiting for his explanation.
They all have some understanding of the current situation on the Mulan grassland. Now that the two sides are about to go to war, there are quite a few Mulan magicians at the Nascent Soul level in the border areas.
If you get stuck in it, the consequences will be disastrous.
The style of the Mulan cultivation world is very different from that of Tiannan. Because the resources are even more scarce than those of Tiannan, the number of magic weapons in the hands of their cultivators is very small.
When it comes to competing in magical instruments and treasures, the Mulan people are far from being comparable to the Tiannan people, but there are naturally reasons why they have been so powerful from ancient times to the present.
In the Tiannan immortal cultivation world, and it can even be said that in all immortal cultivation worlds outside this grassland, cultivators generally focus on magical instruments and treasures, and rarely practice magic.
This is because after entering the Jindan stage, the power that magic weapons can exert is far stronger than various spells.
Even if it is an advanced spell, although the power it exerts is comparable to the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the time and energy consumed in practicing such a spell is immeasurable.
