Quickly.
Other people also arrived one after another.
Gu Qingfeng quietly watched the auction stage, waiting for the auction to begin.
Before long.
A middle-aged man dressed in lavish clothes appeared in Gu Qingfeng's line of sight, he recognized him as one of Cloud Pavilion's stewards, named Ji Ping.
At the same time.
This man was also a master who had taken half a step into the Blood Refining Realm.
The so-called half-step Blood Refining.
This was a realm that Gu Qingfeng had only learned about after coming to White Stone Dao.
Strictly speaking, this realm was part of Refining Skin Perfection, but it was just half a step forward on the basis of Refining Skin Perfection without truly entering the Blood Refining Realm, thus it was called half-step Blood Refining.
The biggest difference between Blood Refining Realm and Refining Skin Realm was whether the qi and blood had undergone transformation.
For martial artists in the Refining Skin Realm, their qi and blood were not much different from ordinary people, but upon stepping into the Blood Refining Realm, their qi and blood would transform, turning into the force of extreme rigidity and yang, greatly increasing the martial artist's strength.
Even in White Stone Dao, martial artists who had reached half-step Blood Refining Realm held a not-low status.
Now, a steward of Cloud Pavilion in White Stone Dao had the cultivation of half-step Blood Refining Realm, making the entire strength of Cloud Pavilion evident.
At this time.
The auction was underway.
A maid brought up a brocade box, and Ji Ping opened it, revealing a long sword with a dragon-patterned hilt and a blade that exuded a bright, cold white light, truly extraordinary.
"Top-notch inferior grade Divine Weapon, the Cold Moon Sword, made of fine iron and blood copper, is extremely sharp. The starting bid is one thousand taels of silver, with each increment not less than fifty taels!"
As Ji Ping's voice fell, bids were quickly placed.
A top-notch inferior divine weapon was somewhat useful to an average Blood Refining Realm martial artist.
Thus, in a short time, the Cold Moon Sword's price soared to one thousand five hundred taels of silver.
However.
Gu Qingfeng merely watched and had no intention of competing in the bidding.
Not to mention that he didn't practice swordsmanship, even if he got his hands on the Cold Moon Sword, it wouldn't be of much use.
Moreover.
Gu Qingfeng's physical defense was now comparable to a martial artist in the Blood Refining Realm, and with the Unbreakable feature of Gu Family Boxing, his hands were akin to divine weapons.
The so-called Cold Moon Sword, to put it unpleasantly, was less useful than his hands.
Such a treasure.
Gu Qingfeng naturally looked down upon it.
At this time.
Qiushui said softly next to him, "I heard that the Cold Moon Sword is from Famous Sword Manor, does Mr. Gu not have any thoughts on such a treasure?"
"If it were a mid-grade Divine Weapon, it would be nice, but unfortunately, an inferior grade Divine Weapon is ultimately lacking."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head.
Hearing this.
The maid's eyes clearly dimmed a bit.
For them, the more the guests traded here, the more commission they would get, so naturally, Qiushui hoped that Gu Qingfeng would take the Cold Moon Sword into his possession.
However.
For a family head like this, once a decision was made, it wasn't something that others could easily influence, let alone a mere maid.
Speaking too much could lead to trouble.
This principle.
Qiushui understood it well.
Therefore.
As Gu Qingfeng finished speaking, Qiushui said no more, focusing only on serving Gu Qingfeng, pouring tea and water for him.
The bidding war for the Cold Moon Sword continued, and in less than a moment, the price of this divine weapon soared to two thousand taels.
Once the price reached this point, there were not many who continued to compete for it.
In the end.
The Cold Moon Sword was bought by a martial artist for the price of two thousand two hundred taels of silver.
The auction of the Cold Moon Sword ended, stirring up the atmosphere of the entire auction house as various other items were successively put up for sale.
These items,
some were divine weapons, others elixirs and spiritual medicines.
Some of them were even beneficial to Martial Artists in the Blood Refining Realm.
For instance, there appeared in the auction an elixir called the Blood Nourishing Pill that Martial Artists in the Blood Refining Realm could take to nourish their qi and blood, and enhance their own cultivation strength.
Once this elixir was offered, many Blood Refining Realm Martial Artists competed fiercely for it, but Gu Qingfeng completely scorned it.
After all, he had already used the Blood Nourishing Pill before, and this sort of elixir was nothing compared to the Blood Refining Pill.
However,
Gu Qingfeng did not completely hold back.
He bid on some elixirs and spiritual medicines required for the cultivation of the Refining Skin Realm, albeit sparingly.
These items were of no use to Gu Qingfeng himself; he prepared them for Gu Yang.
...
Time passed.
One after another, auction items were sold, and then the auction entered its final stage.
Ji Ping brought out a gilt brocade box, which captured everyone's gaze; their burning desire was undisguised in their eyes.
"I believe that most of the distinguished guests present here today are here for this item, so I will not waste your time with unnecessary chatter,"
"Fiery Sun Divine Palm!"
"A top mid-tier Martial Arts, if cultivated to Perfection, one can step into the peak of the Blood Refining Realm."
"The bidding for this martial arts manual starts at ten thousand silver, and each increase must be no less than one hundred silver—"
"I bid twenty thousand silver!"
"Thirty thousand silver!"
"Forty thousand silver..."
The moment Ji Ping's voice fell, the price of the Fiery Sun Divine Palm shot up dramatically, breaking through to fifty thousand silver in no time.
Everyone understood just how significant a top mid-tier Martial Arts could be.
Like the current top forces in White Stone Dao, they possessed exactly such Martial Arts.
If one could obtain it, then the family clan they belonged to might also have the potential to dominate the White Stone Dao.
Even if not,
it would undoubtedly further one's own cultivation progress.
Frankly speaking,
ninety percent of the Martial Artists who came to Cloud Pavilion were after the mid-tier Martial Arts.
As the price continued to soar, soon breaking through to one hundred thousand silver, Gu Qingfeng's brow furrowed slightly as he turned to Meng Peng and asked,
"How much silver did we bring with us this time?"
"We only brought a total of one hundred and twenty thousand. The Family Head has already spent ten thousand in the auction, leaving us with about one hundred and eleven thousand left."
Meng Peng replied without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingfeng looked back towards the auction stage. With one hundred and eleven thousand silver, it seemed there was little chance he would win the Fiery Sun Divine Palm.
It was an unavoidable situation.
The Gu Family's foundations were somewhat shallow after all.
To muster up over a hundred thousand silver after two to three years of development was already their limit.
However,
even so,
Gu Qingfeng still called out a bid.
But the bid of one hundred and eleven thousand silver was quickly surpassed by others.
Seeing this,
Gu Qingfeng gave up on competing for the Fiery Sun Divine Palm and then gave Meng Peng a glance, signaling him to come forward. He whispered a couple of instructions, and Meng Peng quickly left the private room, understanding his intentions.
Then,
Gu Qingfeng watched the auction comfortably,
until at last,
the price of the Fiery Sun Divine Palm was fixed at two hundred thousand silver.