Eternal Life: I Can Break Through The Limits Of All Methods

Chapter 19: Attending the Auction

Zhou Shun picked up the Spirit Rice seeds and carefully examined them for a moment.

Curiously, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, what is so special about these Spirit Rice seeds?"

Chu Ming replied, "Is there Spirit Field soil here? As long as we mature the seeds, we will know if there is anything special about them."

"Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist Chu." Zhou Shun put down the seeds and walked out of the door.

Before long, he brought in a flowerpot filled with Spirit Field soil.

After planting the seeds and using the Cloud Rain Technique and Maturation Art, he directly accelerated the maturation of the Spirit Rice.

Looking at the grown Spirit Rice ears, he looked puzzled and said, "It seems no different from ordinary Spirit Communication Rice."

"No, wait... the rice ears produced by this Spirit Rice plant seem longer, and there are more Spirit Rice grains." He noticed the clue and couldn't help but widen his eyes and say it out loud.

Chu Ming nodded and smiled, "Exactly, compared to ordinary seeds, the yield of these Spirit Rice seeds can increase by about half."

"So, Zhou Fellow Daoist, my Spirit Rice seeds should be quite valuable, right?"

Zhou Shun breathed heavily and nodded seriously, "Although I have never seen this kind of Spirit Rice seeds before, based on my many years of experience, this thing should be worth at least a hundred thousand Low Grade Spirit Stones."

"Low Grade Spirit Rice is one of the main cultivation resources for lower-level cultivators."

"The maximum yield of a general Low Grade Spirit Field per mu is only about two hundred catties, and it is difficult to increase it further."

"But if you use these Spirit Rice seeds, the yield per mu can directly increase by ten catties, and ten mu of land would be a hundred catties."

"If you plant ten crops a year, you can increase the yield by a thousand catties, which is a hundred Spirit Stones."

"And a large cultivation sect's Low Grade Spirit Field, at the very least, would have several thousand mu, and the Biling Valley has over ten thousand mu of Low Grade Spirit Fields."

"For the Biling Valley, if they switch to planting this high-yield Spirit Rice, they would produce over a million catties of Spirit Rice in a year, which would be over ten thousand Low Grade Spirit Stones."

"With such a huge increase in cultivation resources out of thin air, the overall strength of the sect will naturally greatly improve."

"Of course, if you want to sell it at a high price, you can only sell one batch and prevent other seeds from appearing on the market."

"If these Spirit Rice seeds become widely available, and everyone has them, they will naturally lose their value."

"The price of Spirit Rice will also drop, except for benefiting the Immortal Cultivation World, it won't be of much benefit to you, Fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist, have you given or sold these seeds to anyone before?"

After listening to Zhou Shun's explanation, Chu Ming became even more excited. He shook his head immediately and denied, "No, I naturally know the value of these seeds. How could I sell them to others?"

Zhou Shun said, "In that case, I will go find the steward of our auction house, Song, to come and appraise the Spirit Rice again. After confirming its authenticity, we can put it up for auction."

Chu Ming took out two other types of Spirit Rice seeds and said, "I also have a long-grain Spirit Rice and a sticky fragrance Spirit Rice. Although their value may not be as high as the high-yield Spirit Rice, they should still be able to sell for some Spirit Stones."

"No problem, we can put them up for auction together." Zhou Shun finished speaking and left the room.

After a while, he led in a middle-aged male cultivator dressed in a purple robe, who should be the steward Song he mentioned.

Steward Song exchanged a few simple greetings with Chu Ming and then appraised the three types of Spirit Rice.

After several consecutive plantings, the mutation of the Spirit Rice seeds still existed and did not weaken, confirming the value of the Spirit Rice.

Steward Song smiled and clasped his hands, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist. You are going to make a fortune."

Chu Ming smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No, no, it's nothing."

Steward Song asked again, "Fellow Daoist, is it inconvenient for you to reveal your identity?"

Chu Ming nodded, "I won't say this, but you should understand, Your Excellency."

"Mm." Song Steward nodded, "Naturally, I won't inquire about Fellow Daoist's identity."

As he spoke, he took out a white thin-shell mask from the storage bag at his waist and handed it to Chu Ming.

"This is the Law Treasure specially made by our Song family in Heavenly Origin City, the Impermanence Mask."

"As long as it is worn within the boundaries of Heavenly Origin City, one's own face can freely change according to one's thoughts."

"Cultivators below the Nascent Soul realm cannot see through it without using the Song family's unique secret techniques."

"This is a Law Treasure specifically provided for guests who are inconvenient to expose their identities, to avoid encountering acquaintances at the auction venue."

Chu Ming was a little surprised and asked, "Is this... for me?"

Song Steward smiled and nodded, "Of course, a mere Impermanence Mask is completely insignificant compared to the profits Fellow Daoist has brought to our auction."

The auction charges a one percent commission on the transaction price. If his Spirit Rice can be sold for a hundred thousand spirit stones, the auction can earn ten thousand.

Giving away a Law Treasure that can only be used within the boundaries of Heavenly Origin City won't cost much.

And the purpose of providing this convenience is also to make it easier for him to participate in future auctions.

"Thank you." Chu Ming took the mask and put it on his face.

With a thought, the mask directly merged into his flesh, and at the same time, his face also changed into an ordinary and unremarkable appearance.

Afterwards, under the guidance of the two, Chu Ming signed a spiritual contract, guaranteeing that his Spirit Rice is a unique item, never given to anyone before and will not be sold in the future.

If he violates the contract, he will suffer a backlash from the spiritual contract and die both physically and spiritually.

This is naturally to ensure the interests and reputation of their Heavenly Origin City auction. Chu Ming doesn't think there is anything wrong with it, it's very reasonable.

The starting prices for the three types of Spirit Rice seeds are fifty thousand spirit stones for the high-yield Spirit Rice, five hundred spirit stones for the fragrant Zongxiang Spirit Rice, and two hundred spirit stones for the long-grain Spirit Rice.

The latter two types of Spirit Rice are not expected to sell for a good price. If they can be sold at the starting price, it won't be a loss.

At this time, Song Steward suggested, "Fellow Daoist, I think your Spirit Rice seeds can be the finale of this afternoon's auction."

"That will overshadow the Dragon Chant Sword Manual."

Chu Ming quickly waved his hand to refuse, "No, no, I just want to finish the auction early, I have something to do later."

Although he has done such a big business, he still needs to hurry back to the fields in the afternoon.

"Alright, then let's arrange Fellow Daoist's seeds as the first item to be auctioned." Song Steward said with a smile.

Then, Zhou Shun led Chu Ming into the first-floor venue and arranged a position for him in the corner for easy departure.

At this time, there were already many people in the venue. Looking up, you could still see the group of direct disciples from the Divine Will Sect on the third floor.

There was also a group of cultivators in green robes sitting in front of the window on the west side of the third floor, presumably from the Biling Valley.

The leader was a female cultivator wearing a green silk dress, with a beautiful and charming appearance, a plump figure, fair skin, and a shallow smile on her face.

Her true age couldn't be determined, but her outward appearance seemed to be around thirty years old, slightly more mature.

The female cultivator seemed to sense his gaze and looked down, smiling and making eye contact with him.

Chu Ming quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

High-level cultivators view low-level cultivators as ants.

Some high-level female cultivators have strange temperaments and are unpredictable. If they are stared at by a man they don't like, they will kill him with a wave of their hand.

This is also inconvenient to do in the auction venue.

If this were outside, he would probably explode on the spot if he looked at her for another moment.

(End of this chapter)