Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 394

[Chapter 393: Red Heart (Congratulations to the leader Xiao Ayu)]

A few months later.

In the center of Houtu City, a grand auction is taking place.

“Congratulations to the fellow Taoist in the No. 7 box. This ‘Tulun Flower’ will now belong to you… Someone from the auction house will come to your box to conduct the transaction later.”

The host’s voice came with a hint of enthusiasm in his politeness: “The next item is the finale of this auction – the ‘Red Heart Pill Book’. This pill book was written by ‘Red Heart Son’, who is a famous alchemy master in Liusha Territory. He once participated in the improvement of ‘Tu Huan Dan’ and has a success rate of over 50% in refining ‘Tu Xing Jie Jin Dan’!”

Before he could finish, a somewhat irritable voice sounded: “Who doesn’t know the reputation of Master Chi Xinzi? Let’s get started quickly.”

“Haha… Since you are so kind, let’s get started. This volume of “Red Heart Pill Book” has a starting price of 300,000 low-grade spirit stones.”

The emcee who had reached the Jindan stage said with a smile.

“What? A volume of third-level top-grade alchemy inheritance only costs 300,000 spirit stones?!”

There was a commotion in the auction hall: “This price is too low. Is there any flaw in this inheritance?”

“Everyone… I haven’t finished speaking yet.” The host looked towards the box and said, “The inheritor who bids for this scroll needs to agree to one request from the seller… As for what the request is, we need to discuss it in person, but you can refuse it. Then the Red Heart Pill Book will be auctioned again… Since the seller’s request is not simple, it is recommended that fellow Taoists who are in the middle stage of Jindan or above bid for it.”

The high-level inheritance of the four arts of immortal cultivation is often the foundation of large sects and families, and is rarely put up for auction.

It is only natural that harsh conditions are attached.

For a while, the bidding sounds continued one after another.

“Three hundred and fifty thousand!”

“Three hundred and eighty thousand!”

…

In a private room, two Jindan cultivators were sitting cross-legged.

“This volume of inheritance will be of great benefit to our Qingdan Sect, so it doesn’t matter if it’s a little more expensive…”

The one who spoke was a young man who had just reached the Jindan stage. He wore a jade crown and looked very high-spirited. “Even if the seller has some requirements, Uncle Zi, with your late Jindan stage strength, it is enough to handle it.”

“Young Master, what you said makes sense.”

Opposite the young man who had reached the Jindan stage was an old man with a purple beard. After being complimented by the other party, he stroked his beard and looked pleased.

“Six hundred thousand!”

The young master of Qingdan Sect immediately quoted a sky-high price, which scared away many cultivators.

Just when he thought he had won, a lazy voice rang out: “Seven hundred thousand!”

“Seven hundred and fifty thousand!”

A green glow flashed across the face of the young master of the Qingdan Sect, and he quoted another price.

“Eight hundred thousand!”

The lazy voice continued, as if his financial resources were endless and he couldn’t arouse much interest in such a small matter.

“What’s going on? Could this person be an agent of the auction house?”

The young master of Qingdan Sect said angrily.

“Not really… but it’s possible that the auctioneer raised the price on his own.” Uncle Zi also opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of Room 3, his expression becoming a little serious: “Young Master, if it’s more than 900,000 spirit stones, and there’s another condition, it’s a bit not worth it.”

“I know.”

The young master of Qingdan Sect gritted his teeth and said, “Nine hundred thousand! I’ll pay nine hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!”

“One million!”

That lazy voice sounded again from the box.

The young master of Qingdan Sect immediately sat back down angrily: “Daoyou are financially strong, I admire you, I will give this “Red Heart Pill Book” to you.”

In the No. 3 box.

Fang Xi was half-lying lazily, chewing a spiritual fruit in his mouth: “The financial resources of the Western Desert cultivators are indeed more abundant than those in the Southern Wilds. It may be related to the fact that there are more mines here and more spiritual stone veins than in the Southern Wilds…”

“What a pity… Even if you have a spirit stone mine at home, how can it compare to robbing a Yuanying old monster and making huge profits without any investment!”

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the box.

“Come in!”

Fang Xi casually threw the core of the spiritual fruit into the Shanhai Pearl and opened the restriction of the box.

The door of the private room opened silently, and a white-haired old man and a veiled female cultivator walked in.

This female cultivator wore a chest binder unique to the Western Desert, which showed off her curvy figure and two snow-white thighs that looked like ivory. Even though she was wearing a veil, her eyes were still sparkling, revealing her charm inadvertently.

“This distinguished guest is invited… I am the steward of the auction house, and this one is the seller of the Red Heart Pill Book.”

The white-haired old man sensed Fang Xi’s late Jindan cultivation, and his smile widened: “This ‘Snake Lady’ is the seller. She has already paid the auction’s handling fee, so please continue to talk. Whether the transaction is successful or not, the auction will not be involved anymore.”

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he bowed, retreated respectfully, and closed the door of the box.

Fang Xi flicked his sleeves, and a colorful restriction appeared, instantly isolating the inside and the outside.

“I wonder what this fellow Taoist’s name is?”

Mrs. Snake took light steps and sat down opposite Fang Xi.

This woman’s cultivation level is around the middle stage of Jindan, and there is some seduction in her every move. She is probably a cultivator who practices the art of seduction.

On normal days, Fang Xi would definitely have a good chat with the other party about the mysteries of the universe.

But at this time he only wanted to get the book of elixir, and then return to the Southern Wilderness to practice alchemy and strive to form a baby as soon as possible.

His alchemy skills were stuck at a bottleneck. If he could obtain this third-grade superior alchemy inheritance, he would probably be able to make further progress and not waste too many elixirs in the secret realm of Changqing Garden.

In fact, Fang Xi only planned to refine those spiritual medicines that were not too old into pills.

As for the thousand-year-old elixir, it should be quite useful to the gods, so it was naturally kept.

And the spiritual medicine that is thousands of years old is enough to be used to refine elixirs suitable for Nascent Soul cultivators to improve their magic power. It would be a waste of resources for me to take it now.

The elixir he wanted to refine was still made with the lowest-value spiritual medicines in the secret realm as the main ingredients, and the auxiliary medicines were mainly purchased.

Even so, if too much is wasted, it will still be painful.

At this time, if one’s alchemy skills can be further improved, a lot of spirit stones can be saved.

What’s more…it is also related to the future refining of the ‘Du Mie Dan’.

Therefore, Fang Xi was quite interested in this book on alchemy.

“You can call me Master Mu!”

Fang Xi glanced at Mrs. Snake and said, “Your auction conditions include another request. Why?”

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Mrs. Snake looked at Fang Xi’s appearance carefully and found that the man opposite was covered by a layer of black light and could not be seen clearly at all.

She gritted her teeth and said, “Could you please show your true appearance?”

“oh?”

Fang Xi became a little more serious, glanced at Mrs. Snake, and made a hand gesture.

The black light on his face dissipated, revealing an ordinary, unremarkable face with ordinary features.

“There shouldn’t be many cultivators in the late Jindan stage in the Liusha Region, and I know their faces roughly… Fellow Daoist, you shouldn’t be a cultivator from this region?”

Mrs. Snake asked tentatively.

“Are you asking too many questions, fellow Daoist?” Fang Xi frowned and snorted coldly.

“Please forgive me, my friend. What I’m asking for is of great importance. It would be best to ask a high-level cultivator who has little connection with the local area to help.”

Mrs. Snake immediately looked pitiful.

“Hehe…” Fang Xi touched his chin: “I am indeed not a cultivator from the Flowing Sand Region… What do you want?”

“I would like to ask you to help me move my family to a safe place.”

Mrs. Snake finally spoke.

“Your…family?”

Fang Xi’s face was calm, with no discernible expression: “Tell me more in detail…”

“Yes, my family is actually the descendant of the Red Heart Son… It has always been famous for its alchemy skills, but recently we received news that the Liusha Region is not peaceful… We want to move away… Although my family is free to come and go on the surface, it is secretly controlled by a Jindan elder of the Yellow Sand Sect… Alas, my family spent a lot of money to get in touch with this Jindan elder, but we are not his affiliated forces… But now that my family wants to move, he spreads the word to stop it…”

Mrs. Snake said with a wry smile.

“I actually offended a Jindan elder from a Yuanying sect.” Fang Xi smiled and said, “This is really quite tricky. The cultivation level of that Jindan elder is…”

“Old Ghost Huang’s cultivation has reached the late stage of Jindan, but his life span is insufficient. He should not be able to break through to the perfect stage of Jindan, let alone condense Nascent Soul…” Mrs. Snake replied hurriedly.

“He is actually a cultivator in the late Jindan stage?!”

Fang Xi sighed: “Madam, why don’t you continue to stay in the Quicksand Region with your family…”

If it were that old ghost Huang, the other party would also be helpless.

It was obvious that the families below had tried hard to cling to the upper echelons, relying on the protection of the prestige and reputation, and offering large sums of spirit stones and elixirs every year.

And now he suddenly says he wants to run away!

Even if Fang Xi encountered this situation, he would not be willing to do it.

Of course, after all, it is a hen that lays golden eggs, so we can’t bear to kill it, so we can only spread the word to stop it.

“If there is nothing wrong, why would our Xiuxian family be willing to migrate?”

Madam Snake smiled bitterly and said, “I can tell my friends a piece of news… It is rumored that the soul lamp of the Yellow Sand Sect’s ‘Master Qiansha’ has gone out, and he is suspected to have died… And the Black Sand Master also practiced his skills carelessly and went astray.”

“What?!”

Fang Xi was horrified, and quickly glanced around to check the restrictions, then lowered his voice and sent a message: “You dare to say such a thing, aren’t you afraid of death?”

“Fellow Daoist is indeed not from the Huangsha Sect…”

Madam Snake ran over with a smile and threw a coquettish glance at me: “If the people of Huangsha Sect or the monks who are friendly with Huangsha Sect hear this, I’m afraid they will turn hostile and take me away directly…”

“Hmph, are you testing me?”

Fang Xi snorted coldly.

“This is related to the rise and fall of the family. I dare not be careless…”

Madam Snake said, “But I can guarantee that the news about Master Qiansha’s death is definitely not wrong.”

“Of course I know this. I am one of the parties involved…”

Fang Xi complained in his heart: “So…”

“There are only two Yuanying left in Huangsha Sect now. One has passed away, and the other is suspected to be possessed… I have received top-secret intelligence that the ‘Eight Desolations Sect’ outside the Liusha Region intends to invade the Liusha Region and start a sect war.”

Madam Snake said pitifully, “This kind of sect war… will inevitably draw on the subordinate immortal cultivation forces. I don’t want to be cannon fodder, so I can only flee!”

(End of this chapter)