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During the break in the auction, a lavish feast was delivered to Ren Pingsheng's room. Yi Qingyi's eyes lit up with joy, and she began to eat heartily without any reservations.
Ren Pingsheng only ate a little before putting down his utensils and pressing the call button for assistance. There was a dedicated person available for any special requests.
"Ah, Elder, what brings you here in person?" Ren Pingsheng asked in surprise upon seeing the person at the door.
"Hehe, Young Master is our esteemed guest; we naturally cannot be negligent. By the way, I am Chen Jin. May I ask if you have any instructions?" Chen Jin asked with a smile.
"Oh, just call me Ren Pingsheng. I came this time just to travel and explore. I happened to think of purchasing some Materials. However, I just remembered that there might not be many Materials available at this auction. I recalled that Ju Bao Tower has countless treasures and spiritual herbs, so there should be some here."
"Hehe, may I ask what kind of Materials Young Master needs? I can help you check."
"Oh, just these; the more, the better. The spirit stones are not an issue." Ren Pingsheng took out a list containing various brewing Materials, along with some other mixed items.
"Most of these Materials are indeed available. For example, we have a large stock of hundred-year-old Purple Spirit Rice, and even some thousand-year-old Purple Spirit Rice. These are highly sought after by major powers for nurturing their disciples. Purple Spirit Rice is rich in spiritual energy and contains almost no impurities, which is beneficial for cultivation."
"Very well, I'll take all of the Purple Spirit Rice, and bring me as much of the other spiritual herbs as you can. This won't cause you any trouble, will it?"
"Hehe, it won't be a problem at all. I'll prepare everything for Young Master right away. By the end of the auction, it will definitely be delivered to your hands," Chen Jin assured with a smile. It is known that the Baoyue Merchant Guild spans five domains; even if everything sells out, they can restock within three days.
"Thank you, Elder Chen," Ren Pingsheng said gratefully while cupping his hands in respect.
"It seems this token is quite extraordinary; otherwise, they wouldn't be so courteous or even cautious. The golden token will likely come in handy many times in the future."
An hour quickly passed, and the auction continued. In the next few hours, another two hundred treasures were auctioned off. The last three treasures auctioned on this day sparked intense competition, with even the VIP rooms showing no restraint.
Among them was a King's Artifact, which sold for a high price of five hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, ultimately falling into the hands of VIP Room Thirty. The other two items were even more remarkable. A royal-level cultivation technique was auctioned off for one million high-grade spirit stones and went to One-Pin Hall.
As for the final item, it was a pill known as the Clear Soul Pill, which could increase the chance of breaking through to the King level by twenty percent, allowing one to become a royal-level powerhouse. It was said that taking this pill would enable one to enter a state of unity with heaven and man, sensing the royal-level realm in advance and providing guidance for the upcoming breakthrough. It was like igniting a glimmer of light in darkness, showing the way forward.
In the end, besides Ren Pingsheng, all the VIP rooms participated in the bidding for this pill. This was a foundation for becoming a royal-level powerhouse, and many sect-level and King-level powerhouses were red-eyed with envy, especially those who had struggled to break through for many years and had little time left.
Although no one felt it, everyone knew that there must be King-level powerhouses at this auction—likely more than one or two. As a result, this pill astonishingly fetched an astronomical price of five million high-grade spirit stones and once again fell into VIP Room Thirty. No one knew who was inside, but no one dared to underestimate them.
"Damn it, who is in VIP Room Thirty? How dare they compete with me!" An elderly man with white hair in VIP Room Ten shouted furiously. Just a hint of his aura gave off a feeling of destruction.
"Cough cough... Father, please calm down. Although this pill has fallen into VIP Room Thirty's hands, many people are likely harboring other intentions. Why not take action secretly when the time comes? They have already bid on quite a few treasures," said Mei Xinyuan, the son of Yuzhou City's City Lord. However, he looked pale at that moment.
"Sigh, do you think it will be that simple? Since this person dares to openly compete with these King-level powerhouses, they must have some backing. But you are right; if I miss this opportunity, it may lead to our downfall in a few decades. At that time, many will covet Yuzhou City."
The old man was Mei Longjiang, the City Lord of Yuzhou City. He had been cultivating for over nine hundred years. With King-level powerhouses having a lifespan of only about a thousand years, he was truly facing his imminent limit. If he did not break through to become a royal-level powerhouse, he would inevitably face death in a few decades.
This auction lasted three days in total, featuring over nine hundred treasures. Today was the final day of the auction and perhaps the most competitive one yet. The previous two days had not presented any treasures that interested Ren Pingsheng; aside from some brewing materials, he had not bid on anything else.
"Everyone, today is still the final day of the auction. There are five grand finale treasures today; I believe everyone will be satisfied," Liu Yishou said with a smile from the auction stage. He then clapped his hands as five maidens entered from behind, each holding martial arts treasures covered by a layer of red cloth that obscured what they were.
Some martial artists attempted to probe with their spiritual senses to discern what lay beneath the cloth. Unfortunately, as soon as their spiritual senses touched the red fabric, they vanished without a trace as if absorbed completely—leaving no sign behind and making it impossible to see what treasures lay underneath.
Liu Yishou lightly swept his gaze and saw many martial artists with unsightly expressions, only to smile. Then, with a flick of his hand, a treasure appeared in his grasp. "The first treasure is the Magic Crystal. If you cultivate the Demonic Cultivation Method, refining this Magic Crystal can at least elevate your cultivation by one major realm. The starting price is ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, with increments of no less than one hundred high-grade spirit stones."
"Magic Crystal? This thing is useless. We are not cultivating the Demonic Cultivation Method, so it’s of no use to us," several martial artists scoffed.
"Kid, this is a good item. These fellows don’t know its true value; hurry up and bid for it," the Demon Emperor suddenly laughed and said.
"True value? Fine." Ren Pingsheng didn’t waste words; he believed the Demon Emperor wouldn’t deceive him and then added one hundred high-grade spirit stones to his bid.
The atmosphere, which had been somewhat cold, became less awkward as Liu Yishou's expression turned slightly unnatural. He knew this item was somewhat useless. After all, the Demonic Path had very few incomplete inheritances, and those who cultivated the Demonic Cultivation Method were extremely rare. Ren Pingsheng's sudden bid relieved him; as long as someone was bidding, he felt assured it wouldn’t go unsold.
"Alright, the first VIP room bids ten thousand one hundred high-grade spirit stones. Is there anyone willing to bid higher? If not, this Magic Crystal will belong to the first VIP room," he asked with a smile.
"Wait, our One-Pin Hall is also interested in this item; I bid eleven thousand high-grade spirit stones. I wonder if this friend beside me is willing to part with it?" Suddenly, someone from the second VIP room spoke up; it was the arrogant man from before during the auction of Geng Metal.
"One-Pin Hall?" Ren Pingsheng was taken aback for a moment and then chuckled. "Twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"Good, the first VIP room bids twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones. Is there anyone willing to offer a higher price?" Liu Yishou deliberately glanced towards the second VIP room as he spoke.
"Haha, those from One-Pin Hall are used to being arrogant; now they’ve hit a snag," many people in other VIP rooms laughed heartily. After all, One-Pin Hall was the overlord of Jiangzhou; they had suffered enough grievances, so seeing One-Pin Hall in trouble naturally pleased them.
"How bold! You dare not give face to One-Pin Hall!" A furious roar suddenly erupted from the second VIP room, clearly filled with anger. "Thirty thousand high-grade spirit stones; I will secure it today!"
"Fifty thousand!" Ren Pingsheng shot back with a price that increased by twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones in an instant.
“Sixty Thousand!” The other party was equally unyielding, continuing to raise the bid. The other martial artists did not participate in the auction but watched the spectacle from the sidelines, and they also became interested in the person from the One VIP Room.
“One Hundred Thousand!” As soon as this was said, the entire auction hall erupted. This seemingly useless Magic Crystal was actually worth so much, which left them somewhat incredulous. Could it be that these two fellows had too many Spirit Stones and nowhere to put them?
“Kid, you’re impressive, but this price is not low. I didn’t expect there would be others competing; if it goes any higher, just give up!” the Demon Emperor said softly.
“Yeah, if he raises the bid again, then I’ll give up. If he backs down, that would be even better. I still have plenty of Spirit Stones,” Ren Pingsheng nodded. He had obtained nearly ten million High-Grade Spirit Stones and over a million Supreme Spirit Stones at the Sword King Tomb.
“Haha, what a fool. Since you want it, I’ll let you have it. One Hundred Thousand Spirit Stones for a piece of junk—how foolish,” a man from the Second VIP Room laughed heartily, surprising everyone waiting for action from the One-Pin Hall. It seemed that the people from the One-Pin Hall were not foolish after all; instead, they had set up a trap for the One VIP Room.
“Young Master, you’re going to attract a lot of trouble like this,” said an elderly man from the Second VIP Room who had been meditating with his eyes closed. This person was none other than Zhan Hall Master, mentioned recently, and he was one of the leaders of the One-Pin Hall.
“Haha, what trouble? In Jiangzhou, who do we need to worry about in the One-Pin Hall?” It turned out that the man who had been competing with Ren Pingsheng for the Magic Crystal was actually the Young Master of One-Pin Hall. He looked disdainful and appeared to possess Perfected Respect Level cultivation.
“There are always people stronger than you; there are heavens beyond heavens. A chaotic era is approaching. Many hidden families and sects are emerging; their strength is not inferior to our One-Pin Hall’s. It’s better to restrain ourselves a bit,” he said before closing his eyes again.
“Since no one else is bidding, this Magic Crystal belongs to the One VIP Room,” Liu Yishou announced cheerfully. Compared to the Magic Crystal itself, this was indeed an unexpected price.
“Hehe, see? It’s already in hand,” Ren Pingsheng said with a smile. As for whether the price exceeded expectations, he didn’t mind at all because this item was far more useful to him. It could elevate his cultivation by a significant realm, which meant that his cultivation on the Demonic Path would naturally break through to become a sect-level powerhouse.
At that time, there would be no obstacles to breaking through his True Qi cultivation either. As long as one side's cultivation broke through, then the other side would follow suit naturally without any hindrance.
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