Time passed.
One after another, Foundation Establishment treasures were auctioned off by Hong Ling.
The auction's atmosphere reached climax after climax.
"Fellow Daoists, the next auction item is not a magical artifact, pill, or talisman, but a relic of a powerful cultivator from ten thousand years ago!"
"The starting price is 5000 lower-grade spirit stones!"
"Each bid increment must be no less than 500 spirit stones!"
With a pat on her storage bag, Hong Ling produced a red wooden box about three feet in size and carefully opened it on the auction platform, revealing a two-foot-long bone, white in color.
As soon as the bone appeared.
The divine senses of the hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators present enveloped the white bone, examining it.
"Eight thousand spirit stones!"
"This bone of a powerful ancient cultivator might allow a highly perceptive Daoist to comprehend the techniques and divine abilities of the ancient master!"
"5500 spirit stones!"
"Just five thousand spirit stones, any Daoist willing to bid?"
"How can we be sure this bone really belongs to a powerful cultivator from ten thousand years ago?"
However.
Seeing someone bid, Hong Ling's eyes lit up. She surveyed the entire auction hall, her voice melodious and captivating.
Hong Ling lifted the box, her voice laced with allure.
"What use does a bone have?"
As soon as Hong Ling finished speaking, the auction hall erupted in a buzz, with many familiar cultivators whispering and discussing.
At this moment, in the southeast corner of the auction, a black-robed cultivator wearing a goat mask and at mid-Foundation Establishment stage spoke in a low voice.
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Seeing no one bidding, Qin Wang was secretly delighted and prepared to make an offer.
"Five thousand spirit stones, I'll take it to study!"
Seeing someone raise the bid, the goat-masked black-robed cultivator was surprised. When he saw it was an early-Foundation Establishment cultivator, his eyes flashed with anger, and he loudly declared, "Eight thousand!"
"A relic of a powerful ancient cultivator? Five thousand lower-grade spirit stones?"
"This Daoist bids 5000 spirit stones, any higher offers?"
All the cultivators present had been cultivating for decades to over a hundred years and weren't willing to spend five thousand spirit stones on a bone. The room fell silent.
At this moment, a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator wearing a bronze mask slowly spoke from a distance.
"Any higher offers?"
"No competition is just what I want!"
Hong Ling's eyes shone as she looked at the 148th-seat cultivator who had bid 3500 spirit stones.
"8500 spirit stones!"
Qin Wang spoke again.
"10,000 spirit stones!!"
The goat-masked cultivator, seeing Qin Wang continue to bid, simply raised the price to 10,000 spirit stones.
"This Daoist bids 10,000 spirit stones, any higher offers?"
Hong Ling was also pleased and spoke again.
"10500 spirit stones!"
Qin Wang bid again; he needed to get this item as per the intelligence.
"Fine, I'll let you have it!"
The goat-masked black-robed cultivator looked deeply at Qin Wang, gritting his teeth as he sat down, noticing Qin Wang's seat number was 148.
"A relic of a powerful ancient cultivator, 10500 spirit stones going once! Any higher bids?"
Hong Ling's bright eyes scanned the room, her voice echoing.
"10500 spirit stones going twice!"
"10500 spirit stones going thrice! Sold!"
In the end, Qin Wang successfully bid for the relic.
Next.
Hong Ling brought out a small white porcelain bottle containing a Foundation Establishment Pill. Qin Wang won it for 23,000 spirit stones.
Wan Yan Meng was at the peak of Qi Refining and just needed this pill to establish her foundation.
Helping her establish her foundation would make her a powerful asset by his side.
Then, anyone who dared provoke him would have to face bad luck.
Time passed.
An hour later.
"Fellow Daoists, the next item is an ancient treasure, the Heavenly Fire Tower. Its origins trace back to ten thousand years ago. It is currently damaged. The starting bid is 30,000 spirit stones, with each increment no less than 2000 spirit stones!"
"Interested Daoists, please bid!"
Hong Ling excitedly waved her hand, producing a three-foot-high hexagonal tower from her storage bag. However, the tower currently had only five layers, with the top layers seemingly cut off by a sharp weapon.
The damaged Heavenly Fire Tower was placed on the table.
It was covered in verdigris, looking like an ordinary piece of bronze, without any extraordinary features.
"Intelligence indicates this damaged Heavenly Fire Tower can restore half of Wu Su's soul. I must win it!"
Qin Wang's eyes burned with desire as he gazed at the Heavenly Fire Tower on the auction stage.
If Wu Su's soul could be restored halfway, it would be greatly beneficial to him!
"32000 spirit stones!"
"34000!"
"40000!"
"50000! Fellow Daoists, give me some face!"
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To Qin Wang's dismay, before he could bid, the price of the damaged Heavenly Fire Tower skyrocketed to 80,000 spirit stones!
"This!"
Qin Wang frowned deeply as he watched the heated auction.
Although expensive, he was determined to get the Heavenly Fire Tower today.
Wu Su's soul restoration was an opportunity not to be missed. Her strength would greatly benefit him.
"82000 spirit stones!"
Qin Wang followed the bidding.
"90000!"
At this moment, Qin Wang heard a familiar voice. He turned to see the bidder was the same goat-masked black-robed cultivator who had previously competed for the relic!
"92000!"
Qin Wang steadily increased his bid by 2000 each time.
"It's you again! 100000!"
The goat-masked black-robed cultivator's tone was sinister. He glared at Qin Wang's direction with undisguised killing intent, wishing to tear him apart.
"102000!"
Qin Wang calmly increased the bid by 2000, seemingly ignoring the black-robed cultivator's rage.
This damaged Heavenly Fire Tower could help Wu Su recover her soul. He had to win it. Once Wu Su's strength increased, spirit stones would be no problem.
"120000!"
"122000!"
"150000!"
"152000!"
"Are you deliberately opposing me?"
The goat-masked cultivator, Yan Cangwu, stood up in anger, trembling with rage.
150,000 spirit stones were his limit. He couldn't afford more!
He suspected this person was deliberately against him!
Qin Wang didn't even glance at Yan Cangwu, focusing on the auction stage.
At this point.
The price of the damaged Heavenly Fire Tower had reached 152,000 spirit stones, a high price for a damaged item. Many cultivators at the auction thought it wasn't worth it and stopped bidding.
"152000 spirit stones going once!"
"Going twice!"
"Going thrice! Sold!"
"Congratulations to the 148th-seat Daoist for winning the Heavenly Fire Tower!"
Seeing no one else bidding, Hong Ling happily announced the sale.