Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

When the red-robed old man finished speaking, the hall, which was noisy because of the last mid-level magic weapon, became much quieter.

Most of the low-level cultivators had never heard of the name of the Red Flame Pearl. When they heard that this ordinary red bead could severely injure a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, they were all skeptical.

None of the third-level Jindan cultivators bid, because this Red Flame Pearl was not on the treasure list.

Chen Yuan stood up, left the soft and comfortable backrest of the soft couch, and stared at the Red Flame Pearl in the clear water curtain.

He participated in this auction with only one goal, the Sky-Suppressing Stone, but he never thought that he would encounter a Red Flame Pearl that could threaten a Nascent Soul cultivator!

He had seen records about the Red Flame Pearl in the classics. This thing was carefully condensed from the essence of the earth fire collected from the volcano, and it was extremely powerful.

However, this thing consumed a lot of true essence, the range of influence was only ten feet, and the refining method had long been lost, and it was rare in the world, so it gradually became less famous.

If he could get this red flame bead, his chances of ambushing Kun Feng would be at least 10% greater!

Chen Yuan's mind was in turmoil, but then he frowned.

Although this red flame bead was good, he had already used up all the elixirs for cultivation and could not take out a single elixir.

He stared at the water curtain, worried that other Jindan cultivators would offer prices.

But after a long while, no one spoke.

The red-robed old man raised his head and looked around, saying loudly: "The power of the Red Flame Pearl is so great that even a Yuanying cultivator will be seriously injured if caught off guard. Is there any Taoist friend who wants to bid?"

Finally, a deep voice came from Box 30: "Haha, although the Red Flame Pearl is good, it can only exert its full power within ten feet. A late Jindan cultivator will consume half of his true essence when he makes a move. Three bottles of late Jindan pills are a bit too much. How about two bottles?"

The red-robed old man said: "The Red Flame Pearl has such power, so it is naturally not without disadvantages. If it can easily seriously injure a Yuanying cultivator, the condition will not be late Jindan pills. Three bottles of pills are the seller's price, which is not negotiable. Please forgive me, Taoist friend."

No one bid again. The red-robed old man asked twice more and could only announce that the Red Flame Pearl failed to be sold and took out the next treasure.

Chen Yuan felt relieved, but it was a pity. This item was temporarily added to the auction, otherwise he would have bought three bottles of cultivation pills and exchanged for this red flame bead.

Suddenly, he had an idea and pointed, injecting a wisp of true energy into the water curtain.

After a while, a soft female voice sounded with a knock on the door: "What do you want, senior?"

Chen Yuan pointed at the jade card on the table, the door opened, and the female cultivator of foundation building walked in. She turned around and closed the door, and stood in front of Chen Yuan with her hands hanging down, waiting for instructions.

Chen Yuan said: "I want to send a treasure to the auction, please invite the person in charge."

The female cultivator of foundation building bowed: "Senior, just give the treasure and auction conditions to me. There is a precedent for this kind of thing. I will send the treasure to the elders for appraisal. Whether it succeeds or not, I will report back to you."

After that, he took out a jade slip and handed it to Chen Yuan with both hands.

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, but thought of the outstanding reputation of the Fanyang Auction and the presence of a Yuanying cultivator, so he took the jade slip.

His spiritual sense went in and found that the jade slip was blank. He pondered for a moment, left his conditions, and took out a wooden box with a spirit-sealing talisman from the mustard ring, and handed it to the female cultivator of the foundation-building stage together with the jade slip.

"Please wait for a moment, senior. I will report back to you in a quarter of an hour at the latest." The female cultivator of the foundation-building stage bowed, bowed and left the box, closing the door.

At this time, the bidding for the 155 treasures of the Jia character was at its fiercest. These were four eight-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs of the same species, which attracted four Jindan cultivators to compete for them, and were finally sold at a high price.

The next three treasures were all extremely rare, and two of them were bartered, but neither of them failed to be sold.

One of the top intermediate magic weapons attracted two Jindan cultivators to bid.

On the basis of bartering, hundreds of high-quality spirit stones were added before it was bought by one of them, which caused the low-level cultivators on the first and second floors to discuss.

When the red-robed old man took out the fourth item, the door of Chen Yuan's box was gently knocked.

He pointed to the jade plate on the table, and the door quietly opened. The female cultivator who had built the foundation walked in and said respectfully: "Congratulations, senior, your treasure has been identified and meets the standards of the auction. Please wait a moment, and it will be your turn soon."

"After the transaction, the senior needs to pay 100 high-quality spirit stones. If it fails to be sold, I will return the treasure to the senior intact."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "I know, you can go down."

The female cultivator who built the foundation bowed and left. Chen Yuan looked at the water curtain, waiting for the treasure he sent to come on stage.

After the red-robed old man bid for the 162nd lot of the Jia character, a foundation-building monk walked up to the stage, whispered a few words, and handed him a storage bag.

The red-robed old man took the storage bag, nodded, and waited for the foundation-building monk to step down from the stage. He looked up and said in a loud voice: "Next is the 163rd lot of the Jia character..."

He touched the storage bag, and a green crystal appeared in front of him out of thin air. It was about one foot in size, round and translucent. There was a lightning-like mist inside that penetrated the crystal, changing constantly. Light green arcs appeared around the crystal from time to time, making crackling sounds.

The red-robed old man continued: "The top-grade spiritual material Yimu Thunder Crystal is formed by the combination of thunder attribute aura and wood attribute aura. It is extremely rare. It is used to refine magic weapons, or added to existing magic weapons. It can release Yimu Thunder Power and greatly increase the power of magic weapons."

"Those who practice thunder and wood-attribute skills can refine the thunder crystals into the magical power Yimu Divine Thunder, which is extremely powerful. In exchange for four bottles of late-stage pills!"

"What? Yimu Thunder Crystal?" As soon as the red-robed old man finished speaking, a hoarse voice came from Box 69, full of disbelief.

"I just came to Fanyangfang City yesterday, why is this object not in the treasure list? Where can I find four bottles of late-stage pill formation pills now?" A voice full of anger came from Box No. 48.

The old man in red robe cupped his hands and said: "Please forgive me, fellow Taoist, for this piece of Yimu Thunder Crystal was just sent to the auction by a fellow Taoist and cannot be included in the treasure list."

The monk in Box 69 laughed wildly: "Haha! God help me, isn't it just four bottles of late-stage elixirs? I'll give them to you!"

The old man in red robe said: "May I ask what kind of elixir this fellow Taoist wants to trade for?"

"Two bottles of Moon Gu Pill, one and a half bottles of Caiyun Pill, and half a bottle of Yellow Tooth Pill. They are of high quality and have sufficient potency. They are suitable for monks in the late stage of pill formation!" The man immediately replied in a hoarse voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice slowly came out from Box No. 35: "Moon Gu Pill? This is a unique pill in Nanzhou. Fellow Taoist, are you from Nanzhou?"

The monk in box No. 69 smiled and said: "Yes, I went to Renzhou in the lower reaches and heard about Fan Yang's famous auction. I came here to participate, and the Yimu Thunder Crystal showed up. It was really a worthwhile trip!"

The old voice also smiled: "Yimu Thunder Crystal is rare and hard to find, so I also want to compete for it. I am willing to give you two and a half bottles of Zhongtai Pill, a bottle and a half of Qiyun Pill, and one Mobai Pill in exchange for this treasure!"

The monk in the box at No. 69 then said: "Add two more Yellow Tooth Pills!"

"Haha, I'll add three Mobai pills!"

There was silence in the hall while the two were bidding. No one dared to laugh at these two pill-forming monks. They couldn't even get four bottles of the same pill, and they even increased the price for each pill, which sounded extremely stingy.

This is the elixir in the late stage of elixir formation. In the hands of an ordinary alchemy master, the elixir yield rate of a batch of elixir is only 30% to 40%.

A furnace of elixirs requires five or six eight-hundred-year-old herbs. A bottle of elixir requires three or four furnaces of spiritual grass. Four bottles of elixir require at least fifteen furnaces and dozens of eight-hundred-year-old spiritual grass!

Every pill of late-stage pill formation is priceless.

These two people can produce so many bottles, and their net worth is extremely rich among the Danjie monks, and few others can match it.

The two of them talked to each other, and the monk in Box 69 increased the price to five bottles and two pills, saying: "This is all the late-stage pills that I have in my hand. Fellow Taoist, add one more." Lili, please exit the bidding immediately!”

The old voice paused and sighed softly: "Well, it seems that this treasure is not destined to me, so I can only give it to my Taoist friend."

The old man in red robe smiled brightly and said loudly: "Is there any fellow Taoist who wants to increase the price?"

"Wait a minute!" the monk in Box No. 48 said loudly, "Is the fellow Taoist who took out the Yimu Thunder Crystal here? I am willing to exchange for this item with an intermediate magic weapon and two bottles of late-stage pill-forming elixirs. Please tell me. Friends, think about it!”

There was silence in the hall, no one responded, he sighed and fell silent.

The old man in red robe waited for a while, but when no one responded, he smiled and said: "Since no one bids, this piece of Yimu Thunder Crystal belongs to the Taoist friend in Box 69!"

He raised his hand and put the Yimu Thunder Crystal into his storage bag, handed it to the Foundation Establishment monk who came up to him, and took out the next treasure: "Next is Lot 164..."

In Box No. 59, Chen Yuan leaned back, leaned on the backrest of the soft couch, and sighed softly.

Yimu Thunder Crystal is extremely precious, not to mention comparable to the best spiritual materials, but not far behind. However, in exchange for five bottles of cultivation elixir, it is a bit of a loss.

But the seller of the Red Flame Pearl needed to practice elixirs, so he had no choice but to make this decision.

At this time, the auction has come to an end. The 164th item A is a mid-level magic weapon, which is also extremely precious. However, compared with Yimu Thunder Crystal, it pales in comparison and the atmosphere becomes slightly dull.

Fortunately, the next few treasures are either close to the best spiritual materials, thousand-year-old spiritual grass, or top-notch mid-level magic weapons, and even two kinds of infant-forming spiritual objects. For the Dan-forming monks, they are all considered to be the most precious treasures. It ignited the atmosphere of the auction and attracted many alchemy monks to participate in the competition.

These treasures had been included in the treasure list before. The monks bidding were well prepared and the scene was extremely intense.

One voice after another full of coercion echoed in the hall, and one precious treasure after another came out of their mouths, making the low-level monks on the first and second floors fascinated and amazed.

While everyone was fighting for the last few treasures, the female foundation-building cultivator had already delivered five bottles and two pills of late-stage pill-forming pills to Chen Yuan.

He handed the last hundred high-grade spiritual stones on his body to the female cultivator, put away the elixirs, and then leaned on the backrest of the soft couch, admiring the last few magic treasures and spiritual objects through the clear water curtain, which was an eye-opener. (End of chapter)