Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 231 The Auction Ends
The thin monk gave Chiji a flattering look.

“What the Taoist friend said just now makes sense, but Senior Chiji has made great contributions, so I am willing to add another hundred spirit stones.

One thousand and one hundred low-grade spirit stones..."

"One thousand one hundred and five..."

"I'll add another fifty spirit stones, a total of 1,200!"

"One thousand three hundred."

A spiritual item for building the foundation, the price of the offer is rising steadily.

This has already left some of the monks present dumbfounded.

Even though this foundation-building spiritual object is precious, the price is somewhat unreasonable.
Fang Yi's eyes were clear, and his eyes swept across the wisps of spiritual fragrance rising from the copper furnace.

"The Foundation Establishment Master was caught off guard for a moment and fell into the trap. What's more, he was just a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Training."

So what if it's a foundation-building seed? It's not a foundation-building cultivator after all.

Finally, the Nine Rivers Water was taken by a monk wearing a brown robe and with three scars on his face.

The scarred monk's cheeks were flushed, and he felt a little short of money.

He had to take off his own robe and pawn several magic tools to raise enough money for 1,400 low-grade spirit stones.

'A 40% premium?'

Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the copper furnace and replaced it with another bottle of Chiyuanxiang.

The first spiritual object at each major trade fair is usually prepared by the organizer to warm up the audience.

Although there were many hidden tricks, the sale of this foundation-building spiritual object was undoubtedly extremely successful, making the entire trade fair enthusiastic.

Then one monk after another came onto the stage holding spiritual objects in their hands.

Top-grade magical instrument...

Top-level talisman...

Second-level spiritual material...

One after another, elixirs and talismans that could not be seen in the market appeared like water and were photographed.

Under the influence of Chiyuanxiang, even if some cultivators are on guard, they will eventually be bid up by other cultivators.

Therefore, the transaction price of spiritual objects is at least 20% higher than usual.
Fang Yi made two moves, each taking a fancy to a piece of second-level spiritual wood and a spiritual medicine.

But they all stopped buying spiritual objects after the price was raised by 30%.

Firstly, he is now very wealthy, and he has the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword as his top-grade magic weapon for attack, and the Lingsang Brocade Robe for defense.

In addition, there are also high-quality magical instruments such as Luotiandou and Baicaolu.

Even if you bid for a second-level spiritual wood, it will only slightly increase the power of the Ruin Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner.

Secondly, his financial resources are limited. He came here to collect second-level spiritual water and cannot waste too much spiritual stones.

……

Until half an hour later.

On the stone platform, Chiji took out a bowl as a ritual implement.

"The second-grade, lower-grade Jade Spirit Water is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. This spiritual water contains hidden vitality.

Whether it is physical cultivation or magic cultivation, once refined, it can heal hidden injuries and replenish the foundation.

Now that the beast tide is coming, this spiritual water is a rare life-saving item.

Fellow Daoists, the starting price for Jade Spirit Water is one thousand low-grade spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than twenty low-grade spirit stones."

The spiritual spring in the bowl is green and shimmering, surrounded by rich water-attributed spiritual energy.

As Chiji activated her magic power, spiritual energy turned into clouds and mist, wrapping the bowl, and rich vitality gushed out from the spiritual water.

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, and the spirit seed of the bitter cold plum danced in the withered and flourishing banner of the ruins world.

But he did not rush to bid. This Jade Spirit Water contained hidden vitality and could benefit any cultivator who was building a foundation.

If you want to win, you can only rely on hard power.

"One thousand one hundred spirit stones."

"One Thousand Two"

Compared to previous auctions, the competition for this spiritual water has become increasingly fierce.

In just a few breaths, the price rose to 1,400 low-grade spirit stones, exceeding the previous foundation-building spiritual item.

"One thousand four hundred and fifty. One thousand four hundred and seventy. One thousand four hundred and ninety."

Seeing that the price of Jade Spirit Water was gradually slowing down, Fang Yi suddenly spoke up. "One thousand six hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

"One thousand six hundred spirit stones, there are higher bids available. This is a second-level wonder of heaven and earth. With a little bit of sacrifice and refinement, its power will be no less than that of a top-grade magic weapon.

It can also nourish the body and recover from hidden injuries. If a fellow Daoist with water spiritual roots refines it, they may be able to advance through it!"

Chiji looked around, stirring up the emotions of the monks present.

A female foundation-building cultivator wearing a long azure blue dress had an unwilling look on her face.

Judging from the fluctuations of magical power around him, he is a cultivator who cultivates water spiritual roots.

The female cultivator had skin as white as cream, a graceful figure, and gnashed her teeth. "One thousand six hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones."

At the same time, a secret voice echoed in Fang Yi's ears.

"My fellow Daoist, I am Min Zhenzhen from the Jade Water Pavilion. This Jade Spirit Water is crucial to my path. I wonder if you could make some concessions."

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at the female cultivator, felt her cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building, and continued to raise the price.

"One thousand seven hundred low-grade spirit stones."

The Bishui Pavilion mainly practices water-based skills, and most of the Jindan cultivators in the pavilion are female.

This spiritual water can indeed help the cultivation of a female cultivator named Min Zhenzhen, but it has nothing to do with him.

As long as the person is not a great cultivator in the late foundation building stage, Fang Yi has nothing to fear.

Min Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and glared at Fang Yi hatefully, but she thought of his determined attitude.

She sighed inwardly and gave up raising the price.

"One thousand seven hundred spirit stones. Are there any fellow Daoists who would like to bid higher? Second-grade spirit water is hard to come by. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you'll have it again."

Akahime looked around again.

Unlike before, this time the scene was silent and no one bid.

None of the cultivators who can come to this secret auction is stupid. Even if they are influenced by the Red Yuanxiang, they are just impulsive at most.

If the Nine Rivers Water, a spiritual object for foundation building, was not involved in foundation building and the dark market provided spiritual veins, the premium would not have soared to 40%.

What's more, every time Fang Yi raised the price, he would increase it to a hundred. He was rich and powerful, and he was determined to win.

"This Jade Spirit Water was bought by Daoist No. 31 for one thousand seven hundred low-grade spirit stones." Fang Yi was a little surprised that he was able to buy this Jade Spirit Water at a premium of only about 20%.

It was a little too smooth. He thought that Min Zhenzhen, the female cultivator from the Bishui Pavilion who was in the foundation-building stage, would make another bid.

After all, if he could obtain this spiritual water, his cultivation would surely be able to advance further.

Fang Yi was planning to sell some spiritual objects at a discount to compete with Min Zhenzhen.

'In this way, we are only one step away from growing a third-level spirit seed and obtaining a pill-forming spirit object.'

Fang Yi smiled and took out seventeen medium-grade spirit stones from his storage bag.

Feeling the rich vitality in the bowl, the joy on his face was no longer suppressed.

On the stone platform, there were three more Qi-cultivating monks, who were led onto the stage by a chain magic weapon.

Chiji pointed at the monk and spoke.

"The next lot is for three first-level spiritual plant masters. The Wei family of Chiyuan Mountain was annihilated by a wave of beasts, and their cultivators fled.

These three spiritual plant masters are among them. One of them has reached the upper level of the first grade, and the other two have reached the middle level of the first grade.

They are all planted with magical restrictions, and their life and death are determined by their hearts. Whether they are used to cultivate spiritual fields or to cultivate spiritual medicines, they are very useful.

If you fellow Taoists are interested, you can make your own bid.

Three spiritual plant masters, starting price: one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, each bid increment must be no less than ten low-grade spiritual stones."

The eyes of several ancestors of the foundation-building families with shallow roots lit up.

These three spiritual plant husbands are equivalent to three first-level inheritances and can be used to enrich the family foundation.

"One hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones"

"One hundred and thirty yuan"

One day later.

The secret photo shoot is over.

Fang Yi strolled around the stone forest where the dark market was located, buying some specific spiritual objects.

He stopped in front of a stall, pointed at several pieces of white jade-like bones and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones are there for this Green Python Spirit Bone?"

The cultivator next to the stall felt the aura of the foundation-building cultivator and was a little nervous.

"Senior, this Green Python bone is worth fifty to thirty low-grade spirit stones."

"I want them all."

Fang Yi put away the green python bone and suddenly frowned.

Feeling the chaotic spiritual tides coming from outside the valley.

"This is the seventh time. This is really no taboo."

He continued to purchase spiritual materials in the stone forest, waiting for the fierce fighting outside the dark market to end.

It must be said that the dark market has a wide variety of spiritual materials. Some rare magical spiritual materials are also for sale.

"boom!"

"Boom boom."

"You're looking for death, old ghost Mingsu! How dare you attack my Qing family!"

"Whether you are seeking death or not, you will know once you give it a try, Daoist Qingzhiye."

"The ultimate magical weapon?"

"Hey, fellow Daoist, you have extraordinary insights. As long as you leave the star sand behind, I can also let you go."

A huge explosion was heard in the sky above the ancient forest south of Dark City.

Then came the waves of the collision between the second-level talisman and the top-grade magic weapon.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes.

"The Ming family of Sanling Valley? It's a narrow road for enemies to meet."

He never thought that he would meet an old acquaintance at this secret photo shoot.

He also brought a top-grade magical weapon and ambushed one of his former patients.

But Fang Yi took action and joined the fight between the two foundation-building cultivators.

He was only at the second level of the foundation building stage, while Master Mingsu was already at the third level and was holding a top-grade magical weapon.

Even if a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building takes action, he will not get any benefits.

If he can't kill the enemy with one strike, he naturally won't waste his energy and trump cards.

'I don't know how Junior Brother Xu is doing. The Ming family has a second-level soul-nourishing tree and a second-level top-grade wood-withering attribute spiritual material.

If you plan properly, you can get what you need.

The battle outside the dark market became more and more intense, with the spiritual tide surging uncontrollably. Some foundation-building cultivators had already lurked over to see if they could gain an advantage.

'The attitude of this Dark Market is also a bit strange. There is at least a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage in charge, but they actually allowed people in the upper Foundation Establishment stage to fight less than a hundred miles away from the market.

Are you waiting for the results to come out before selling the stolen goods in the dark market?

Three days later.

Seeing that those several battles were over, the fighting between the foundation-building cultivators had also come to an end.

Fang Yi stood up from a stall.
His magic power surged and turned into a green light, escaping towards Fengling Immortal City.

"It's finally over. Now I need to find out the details of the Examination Hall in this Immortal City and see if I can place a bet."

Half a day later.

A beam of light stopped in front of a stone forest.

Fang Yi frowned and shook his sleeves. Hundreds of green leaf blades took shape and shot towards the stone forest.

puff
puff
The stone pillars were cut off one by one by the leaf blades.

The monks hiding in it were also forced to take action.

A brocade handkerchief emerged and turned into a blue light film, scooping up the leaf blade.

At the same time, a sword light appeared from behind a stone pillar and quickly slashed towards Fang Yi.

Feeling the familiar aura, Fang Yi frowned even more tightly.

"Fellow Daoist Min, as a cultivator from the Bishui Pavilion, why did you ambush me?

Could it be that fellow Daoist has already fallen into the devil's way?"

(End of this chapter)