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Xu Feng entered the backstage of the auction house, where a Golden Core Stage cultivator handed him a formula. Xu Feng said, "I have something to auction as well; let's settle everything together after it's done." He then took out two boxes of four-hundred-year-old medicinal herbs.
The Golden Core Cultivator looked at them and said, "Please wait a moment." He turned and entered another room.
After a short while, an elderly cultivator with graying hair came in, holding Xu Feng's two boxes of herbs. He appeared to be an appraiser and said, "These are four-hundred-year-old Qiong Hua and Yaozhi, and they are well-preserved. The total price is around eight hundred thousand. However, this is not our main Auction House, and there aren't many cultivators here. If you are willing, I can buy these two boxes of herbs for eight hundred thousand outright. It will be convenient for both of us, and you won't lose out."
After collaborating with Yu Daqian for a while, Xu Feng had a rough understanding of the prices in Liuxiang Kingdom. Eight hundred thousand was not a high price; it was quite reasonable. If the auction house operated on its own, selling for over a million would not be an issue.
"That works for me," Xu Feng agreed.
The appraiser smiled and instructed the Golden Core Cultivator behind him to pay in spirit stones. In his eyes, these items were likely obtained through dubious means, so offering Xu Feng eight hundred thousand was already showing great kindness.
After deducting the twenty-two thousand for the Fifth-Level Formula, Xu Feng received fifty-eight thousand in total. Since there was no auction involved, there were no selling fees.
Next, several rare items were auctioned off one after another, but their values were low and did not pique Xu Feng's interest. However, the atmosphere in the audience was lively; several low-grade Armors worth tens of thousands were fiercely contested, with each bid being relatively low. It was evident that there weren't many big spenders at this auction.
"Superior Spirit Sword, origin unknown. Starting bid is five hundred thousand."
"Unknown" could mean two things: either it is not known or it is inconvenient to disclose. This Superior Spirit Sword was typical of Black Market Goods; its owner was likely a local cultivator from Liuxiang Kingdom and certainly not an unknown figure.
Xu Feng's eyes lit up. He currently possessed two Jin Liaoyuan spirit swords but did not dare to use them lightly. He had been feeling frustrated about this situation. Although this sword also had questionable origins, it did not carry the same notoriety as Jin Liaoyuan. Even if someone recognized it later on, he could always flee with the sword or return it if necessary. Buying stolen goods from the black market was not something new.
"Five hundred fifty thousand." Someone placed a bid; it seemed that Xu Feng wasn't the only one interested.
"Five hundred eighty thousand."
"Six hundred thousand." There are not many people who can afford six hundred thousand, and this is the common price for a Superior Spirit Sword. Knowing it is Black Market Goods and still being able to offer this price is already quite good.
"Six hundred and twenty thousand." Xu Feng raised the bid by twenty thousand. For the competition in the Otherworldly Secret Realm, Xu Feng decided to acquire a legitimate Superior Spirit Sword.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand." The same person made the bid, their body shimmering with a mesmerizing color, making it hard to see their true appearance.
"Six hundred and eighty thousand." Xu Feng followed up with another bid.
"Seven hundred thousand." The bidder hesitated for a moment before stating this price. Now, only he and Xu Feng were competing; everyone else had already dropped out of the auction.
"Seventy-five thousand." Xu Feng offered this price, feeling relieved. As long as the other party bids again, he wouldn't follow. Spending seventy-five on a piece of Black Market Goods was no longer worth it.
The person hesitated for a long time but ultimately fell silent and gave up. Xu Feng successfully acquired the Superior Spirit Sword.
After obtaining the Superior Spirit Sword, no more high-quality spiritual weapons appeared at the auction. By the time it ended, Xu Feng did not bid on anything else, and the auction came to a temporary close.
Having taken the spirit sword, Xu Feng's fifty-eight million spirit stones earned from selling medicine flew out again, but he felt no pain. With the Blue and White Porcelain, spiritual herbs could be produced at any time. Selling one or two occasionally wouldn’t draw attention.
This sword, Ethereal Light, was imposing. A thin blood mark ran through the middle of the blade, winding like a dragon; it was clearly carved on purpose by a Refiner. The handle bore two silver characters in flight: Jinghong.
He left through a concealed door within the Auction House, guarded by cultivators pretending to be ordinary people. Lin Fangxin was waiting nearby for Xu Feng to come out after settling his account.
"What treasures did you manage to bid on, Yan Daoyou?" Lin Fangxin asked, looking somewhat unwell, likely having not encountered anything suitable.
"I got a little something," Xu Feng replied. "But there were many things I didn't recognize; I might have missed out."
Lin Fangxin said, "Indeed, some things are quite peculiar, but they are just not suitable for us at the moment. If we come across something agreeable, the prices here are still pretty good."
The prices of Black Market Goods are usually quite "reasonable."
"What about you, Lin Daoyou? What have you obtained?" Xu Feng, having witnessed Lin Fangxin's extravagant spending, found it hard to believe that this wealthy individual would come empty-handed.
Lin Fangxin shrugged and replied, "Nothing at all."
Xu Feng looked skeptical, and Lin Fangxin explained, "I've been in Mist City for a long time and have seen various auctions. I've already bought up the usual items, and the things I imagine often turn out to be elusive. It's quite normal not to have purchased anything today."
"I wonder what kind of rare item Lin Daoyou is looking for that is so hard to come by?" Xu Feng genuinely couldn't think of anything that Lin Fangxin couldn't acquire.
"A Sixth-Rank Demon Pill."
Demon Pill? Xu Feng suddenly remembered that he still had dozens of demon pills in his ring, including a few of the Sixth Level.
Lin Fangxin continued, "Yan Daoyou may have already noticed that our Lin family started with talisman crafting. Recently, an elder from my family is preparing to craft a Spirit Talisman for me, which requires a Sixth-Rank Demon Pill. However, I've been searching for a month without success."
A Spirit Talisman! This is a type of talisman far more powerful than the Competition talismans; it functions similarly to a magical artifact and can autonomously attack enemies once activated. In the Fairy Market, the selling price of Spirit Talismans is always above three hundred thousand, and they are often hard to find. Ordinary cultivators rarely even see one. Even Jin Liaoyuan does not have a single Spirit Talisman in his ring.
Most Spirit Talismans are single-use; however, some highly skilled talisman makers can create reusable ones. Those types of Spirit Talismans are even rarer.
The Lin family's preparation of a Spirit Talisman for Lin Fangxin is certainly in anticipation of entering the Otherworldly Secret Realm.
A Sixth-Rank Demon Pill contains the soul of a Sixth-Level Monster. If the soul is refined into a Spirit Talisman, once activated, the Spirit Talisman will unleash an attack power equivalent to eighty percent of a Sixth-Level Monster's strength. A Sixth-Level Monster possesses Golden Core Stage power; if used against a Foundation Establishment Practitioner, victory would almost be guaranteed.
Xu Feng couldn't help but feel fortunate that Lin Fangxin was on his side. If he were an enemy and suddenly produced a Spirit Talisman, it would be a serious problem.
There were too many uncertainties in the modern world; no one knew what cards others held. Lin Fangxin could have a Spirit Talisman, and Hua Du, as the top junior of Wuhua Island, surely had some hidden tricks up his sleeve. Although Xu Feng was not weak in combat, he could not afford to underestimate everyone during this trip to the Otherworldly Secret Realm.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng asked, "How long does it take to refine a Spirit Talisman?" Lin Fangxin had used four hundred thousand Martial Talismans during the Competition, which gave Xu Feng some insight into Lin Fangxin's background.
Lin Fangxin replied, "My Spirit Talisman has been prepared for a long time; I just need a demon core. It will only take half a day to refine. If I have to prepare everything from scratch, it will take at least two days."
Xu Feng calculated the time; there were still three days until they reached the Otherworldly Secret Realm, so he had just enough time. He was about to mention the Sixth-Rank Demon Pill to Lin Fangxin when he heard Lin Fangxin say angrily, "Actually, not having a Spirit Talisman isn't a big deal. Getting a Superior Spirit Sword would be nice too. I finally found one today, but it was snatched away by someone else. It's infuriating."
Xu Feng paused and weakly said, "You also have an eye for things from the black market, Lin Daoyou?"
"You don't understand. That sword was the Surging Phoenix Sword used by Zeng Hualong, the disciple of Lan Xiao. It's not just any Superior Spirit Sword," Lin Fangxin explained. "Zeng Hualong was killed ten years ago, and I never expected his sword to appear here. If I hadn't only brought seven hundred thousand today, I would have fought that guy to the end."
It turned out that it was Lin Fangxin who had competed with Xu Feng for the sword; it was truly a case of misfortune striking at an inopportune moment, allowing the Auction House to benefit from it.
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