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"The next item up for auction is the Tenth Treasure, and it is also the last item of the evening—the Soul Nourishing Herb!" the Gray-Clad Host announced loudly.
"The Soul Nourishing Herb? I've never heard of it!" Many cultivators expressed their confusion, having never come across such a name for an herb.
"Perhaps many Valued Guests have not heard of the Soul Nourishing Herb, but it is indeed a Holy Medicine, and a unique one at that! However, it is not listed among the traditional Holy Medicines, which is why few have heard of it. As we all know, cultivators in our realm prioritize cultivation over physical strength and even Divine Sense. In reality, the best cultivation method involves a comprehensive development of cultivation, physical strength, and Divine Sense. However, our lifespans are limited, and true longevity is a distant dream. Therefore, we focus on cultivation; as long as one's cultivation level is sufficiently high, physical strength and Divine Sense will naturally improve! The Soul Nourishing Herb does not directly enhance cultivation but provides significant benefits to Divine Sense. Additionally, it has the ability to nurture the soul. The soul is the foundation for a cultivator's Primordial Spirit formed during the Divine Transformation Stage. A strong soul leads to a powerful Primordial Spirit, and the Soul Nourishing Herb is specifically designed for this purpose! It is the only Holy Medicine in the Central State Spiritual Herb Garden that nurtures the Primordial Spirit. Thus, we cannot set a price ourselves; instead, it has been priced by one of the Third Young Masters of the Zhongzhou Royal Family, Golden Peng Young Master, at Two Hundred Thousand Red Essence Stones!"
"Two hundred thousand!" Everyone gasped in shock; Two Hundred Thousand Red Essence Stones was equivalent to an entire year's revenue of a royal city!
Everyone felt it was not worth it and shook their heads. To them, this Soul Nourishing Herb hardly qualified as a Holy Medicine. Although its value was equivalent, they believed that improving one's cultivation would naturally strengthen the soul and enhance Divine Sense.
However, while everyone thought it was overpriced, Zhao Yang was already overwhelmed with excitement—he believed it was worth it!
No matter what, he had to obtain the Soul Nourishing Herb, even if it meant resorting to theft!
The reason was simple: he was someone who had crossed over from another world!
He vaguely remembered an incident at Myriad Spirit Sect when someone used a Soul Summoning Banner against him. At that moment, he felt an unsettling sensation as if his soul was being stripped away; it was a feeling that made his heart race with fear and uncertainty about how to respond.
But now there was such a Holy Medicine available that could nurture his soul and stabilize his body—which he had "taken" in a sense—allowing his soul to perfectly align with his body. Yet this medicine was priced at an astonishing two hundred thousand!
He didn't have enough money on him; even with Song Baliang's funds combined, it still fell short. However, Zhao Yang had several Dao Artifacts hidden in his possession—items stolen from Great Compassion Zen Master's treasure chamber. They hadn't planned to sell these Dao Artifacts but intended to hide them until Song Baliang could extract their cores and refine them into new Dao Artifacts. But now he had to use these precious Dao Artifacts to purchase the Soul Nourishing Herb!
"Two hundred thousand; I’ll buy it," Zhao Yang said calmly, his voice steady.
Everyone turned to look at him with surprise. This young man wearing a Cloak had just reached early Core Formation Stage—he could be considered a genius—but there seemed no need for him to waste so much money on an herb that offered no direct benefit to his cultivation. Even Song Baliang found it hard to understand but knew that his junior brother must have his reasons.
Everyone knew this young man had money.
"But I don't have that much money on me," Zhao Yang said calmly.
"How can you bid when you have no money? Are you looking for a hand to chop off?" a couple of cultivators questioned.
The others remained silent, for the boy's claim of not having enough money did not imply he was broke. Judging by his earlier demeanor, he was certainly someone who could bid at the Zhongzhou Hundred Birds Night Market auction without carrying much cash!
Even the middle-aged man in charge of the venue was not surprised; he knew the boy must have money, or else he wouldn't be bidding like this.
"I have other things with me," Zhao Yang said, pulling out three items from his robe and handing them to the middle-aged man. "I brought three Farming Tools; I wonder if they are enough."
One was a Great Bow, another was a piece of Black and White Striped Cloth, and the last was an Ancient Bell that emanated a powerful aura that many had never experienced before!
Everyone was stunned because all three items Zhao Yang referred to as Farming Tools were Dao Artifacts!
The middle-aged man at the back of the venue changed color as he sensed the immense power radiating from the Ancient Bell. He immediately instructed the Attendant beside him, "Quickly go fetch an Appraiser!"
The Attendant complied and soon returned with an elderly gentleman who, with just one glance, identified the grade of the three Dao Artifacts in the middle-aged man's hands.
"Low-Level Dao Artifact: Bending Heaven Bow! Low-Level Dao Treasure: Yin Yang Cloth! Mid-Level Heavenly Dome Bell!" The old man accurately named and classified the three Dao Artifacts.
"What?! They are all Dao Artifacts from over a hundred years ago that once shocked the cultivation world! How could they be in that boy's possession?" An elder cultivator expressed his confusion, growing even more curious about this boy who seemed wealthier than nations.
Zhao Yang did not inquire about their value nor showed any sign of reluctance. "Will these three Farming Tools be enough for a Soul Nourishing Herb?"
"What is a Soul Nourishing Herb?" The Appraiser asked in confusion. He had already discreetly communicated to the middle-aged man that these three Dao Artifacts were among the strongest of their grade, worth at least five hundred thousand altogether.
The middle-aged man nodded and looked towards the Gray-Clad Host on stage. The Gray-Clad Host nodded back and approached the Golden Peng Young Master seated in the third position of the first row, asking if he would be willing to make an exchange.
The Golden Peng Young Master readily agreed. Although he had seen Mid-Level Dao Artifacts before, he had never considered owning one. It was akin to a wealthy heir being able to afford luxury cars but not necessarily qualifying to buy a limited edition Rolls-Royce.
"Esteemed Valued Guests, I must tell you honestly that your three Dao Artifacts are worth far more than two hundred thousand," the middle-aged man said, not wanting to deceive Zhao Yang. Although there were many big clients, few spent this much.
Zhao Yang was unfazed and replied loudly, "I know, but I'm willing to trade these three for it; this is all I have." It seemed he was announcing to everyone that he was out of money. "If it's not enough, then there's nothing I can do."
The middle-aged man at the venue understood that Zhao Yang didn't want to attract attention, so he cooperated, saying, "It's just enough; please rest assured."
Except for a few in the front row who knew the price of mid-grade Dao Artifacts, everyone else in attendance had no idea. The prices of Dao Artifacts were astronomical, and they had no concept of it.
After the auction ended, the Gray-Clad Host delivered a closing speech on stage. Zhao Yang received the Soul Nourishing Herb, which was contained in a transparent crystal vial that looked lifelike and showed no signs of withering. The Soul Nourishing Herb emitted a faint aura of spiritual energy that made him feel refreshed and incredibly comfortable. He tucked the Soul Nourishing Herb into his bosom and followed the middle-aged man backstage to collect souvenirs with Song Baliang.
After Zhao Yang left, several others hurriedly exited the venue as well, causing the Gray-Clad Host to furrow his brow.
In reality, many people knew that the souvenirs were fake; they were merely a means of protecting big clients.
"Two gentlemen, this is the security exit leading out of the Hundred Birds Night Market. Only our esteemed Valued Guests are allowed to enter through here. Your financial power today has even startled Zheng; the cultivation world is fraught with deception and danger. There may be some trouble ahead. The Hundred Birds Night Market has a rule: once you leave, you cannot interfere with grievances from the cultivation world. Please be cautious," the middle-aged man kindly reminded them.
"Thank you for the reminder!" Zhao Yang and Song Baliang replied respectfully before turning to leave.
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