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The Market Management Office has brought in a large number of people to maintain order.

Most of those in line are foundation-building cultivators, and some are Qi-refining cultivators.

Zhou Wen was in the queue, his face full of excitement. It was said that there was a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine auction at this auction. He asked himself if he could bid for a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, but it was good to watch the excitement!

Not long after, Zhou Wen came to the two guards. He took out a medium-grade spiritual stone and handed it to a guard.

Just then, a figure walked in front of Zhou Wen and walked in swaggeringly.

"What's going on? Why did that person cut in line?" Zhou Wen said with some dissatisfaction.

"Li Mubai is one of the planners of this auction. He can go in first. If you don't like it, you don't have to go in." The guard said coldly.

When Zhou Wen heard the three words Li Mubai, he immediately shut his mouth obediently and walked in.

Shi Yue came to the meeting hall and found that Li Liang and others were gathered together to discuss something.

"Little friend Li, you are finally back. The auction will start in a cup of tea." Li Liang said with joy.

After hearing this, the others looked at Shi Yue.

They all knew that Shi Yue was at the end of the list, and Shi Yue had a thousand-year-old elixir in his hand.

"I went to do some personal things. Senior Li, what are you discussing?" Shi Yue asked casually.

"We are discussing the auction of other commodities. In addition to the finale auction item, other Taoist friends have also brought out a lot of good things. If little friend Li is interested, you can participate in the auction." Li Liang said with a smile.

"That's right, little friend Li, our Divine Weapon Palace has brought out a set of swords. If you are interested, I can show it to you right away. How about it?" A middle-aged man with a mustache said with a smile.

Shi Yue was somewhat tempted, and asked calmly: "A set of swords? I wonder what grade of swords are they?"

"A mid-grade spiritual weapon, a total of fifteen, made of a variety of rare materials, each flying sword contains eighteen layers of restrictions, and is also a fine product among mid-grade spiritual weapons. If you like it, the price can be negotiated."

Shi Yue was a little disappointed when he heard it, shook his head, and said: "No, thank you for your kindness."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xu, it seems that your set of swords does not suit Li Xiaoyou's taste, you made a wrong calculation this time." A thin man in a green shirt laughed.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Wang, if Li Xiaoyou doesn't like the set of swords I brought out, would he like the third-level Yanfeng Bird brought out by your Wanshou Building? If I remember correctly, the demon fire spewed by the spiritual bird raised by Li Xiaoyou is extremely powerful. I wonder if that third-level Yanfeng Bird can be a match for Li Xiaoyou's spiritual bird." The middle-aged man snorted and sneered.

Li Liang frowned and waved his hand to stop the two from arguing. He said, "Okay, it's almost time. If there is no problem, let's go to the auction hall! The auction is about to start."

After hearing this, the green-shirted man swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

In the auction hall, a yellow wooden table was placed on the square platform. Around the square platform, there were layers of stairs distributed in a fan shape. Each staircase was filled with wooden chairs, and the seats were full.

There were dozens of jade chairs on the front row of stairs. Next to each jade chair was a small wooden table with a stack of spiritual fruits and a pot of spiritual tea on it.

Those who sat on the jade chairs were naturally Jindan-stage cultivators. As one of the organizers of the auction, Shi Yue naturally sat on a jade chair as well. Li Liang and others sat beside Shi Yue.

"Who is that guy? How can he sit with so many Jindan-stage cultivators?"

"That's right. He doesn't even look at his own status. He doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. He actually dares to sit in the position of a Jindan-stage senior. Wait! He will definitely be pulled down later."

"Stupid, that's Li Mubai from Xiancao Pavilion. Li Mubai is not only a sword and body double cultivator, but also one of the organizers of this auction. Of course, he is qualified to sit there."

"That's right. Li Mubai is the most powerful foundation-building cultivator in our Sanxinfang City, the first person below the Jindan stage."

After hearing these words, Shi Yue chuckled and ignored them.

Three heavy bells rang, and the gate of Jingbao Palace slowly closed.

Several teams of foundation-building cultivators surrounded Jingbao Palace, looking very alert.

A large number of runes emerged on the stone wall of the auction hall, emitting waves of obscure mana fluctuations.

A middle-aged scholar with a fair face walked out of a side door behind the square platform and walked onto the front platform unhurriedly.

After the middle-aged scholar swept his eyes over the people below the stage, he smiled and said in a loud voice: "Welcome all Taoist friends and seniors to participate in the auction held by our Sanxinfang City. This conference is hosted by me. The rules are similar to other auctions. After I call out a reserve price, everyone will bid with spirit stones. If you don’t have enough spirit stones, you can sell treasures in exchange for spirit stones. Of course, if you don’t agree with the price I set, you can also auction on the spot. I won’t say more nonsense. This auction will start now."

As soon as the voice fell, two silver-shirted maids walked out of the side door, each holding a green tray in their hands, and on each tray was a red wooden box about ten feet long.

The fair-skinned middle-aged man opened the two boxes, revealing more than a dozen red swords about two feet long. One box held seven swords, and the other held eight swords.

Shi Yue nodded secretly. This set of swords should be the set of spiritual weapons that the representative of the Divine Weapon Palace mentioned.

"The first auction item is a set of spiritual weapons, the Red Cloud Sword. Each piece is a mid-grade spiritual weapon, with eighteen restrictions inside. It is also a fine product among mid-grade spiritual weapons. If a fellow Taoist practicing swordsman takes this set of spiritual weapons, his strength will definitely increase greatly. The reserve price is 30,000 spiritual stones, and each bid must not be less than 1,000 spiritual stones." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said loudly.

"31,000!" Someone shouted immediately.

"33,000!"

"34,000!"

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Shi Yue looked at the cultivators who were bidding enthusiastically and smiled indifferently. It seems that the auction held by Sanxinfang City this time is indeed not aimed at foundation-building cultivators. The reserve price of the first auction item is 30,000 spiritual stones.

If Shi Yue had not promoted the Lihuo Sword to a top-grade spiritual weapon, he might have bid for it.

After a fierce bidding, the sword set was bought by a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect for 97,000 spiritual stones.

When the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect returned to his seat, four burly men carried a black iron cage several feet long and walked onto the square platform.

There was a red strange bird about ten feet long in the black iron cage.

The red strange bird had a bald head and looked a bit ugly.

"The third-level spiritual bird Yanfeng Bird, this bird has a fast flying speed and is proficient in wind and fire magic. The base price is 20,000 spiritual stones, and each bid must not be less than 1,000."