Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Yan Yue's heart sank.

This new rule came too suddenly and too precisely. It was obvious that someone was targeting her.

Although her previous method of using the jade pendant as collateral for bidding exploited a loophole in the rules, it was also reasonable.

Now that the new rule has come into effect, the spirit stones she had prepared before are far from enough to buy the Soul-Devouring Dagger.

Long Batian was sitting not far away, looking at Yan Yue's predicament, and laughed wantonly: "Hey, isn't this Miss Yan? What, are you out of spirit stones? Do you want me to lend you some? Hahaha!" Several followers beside him also joined in the fun, their words full of sarcasm.

Nong Jin held Yan Yue's hand and gave her a reassuring look.

He whispered, "Don't worry, we have other ways." Yan Yue looked at him gratefully, but still felt uneasy.

She knew that although Nong Jin was the Immortal Emperor, he could not break the rules at will.

The forces behind this auction are complex and intricate, and any carelessness will lead to greater trouble.

Mo Xiaodie stood on the stage, looking around the audience elegantly, as if she didn't notice Yan Yue's embarrassment.

"The auction for the Soul Devouring Dagger begins now. Starting price: 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

"Eleven thousand!" Long Batian immediately raised the sign and looked at Yan Yue provocatively.

"Twelve thousand!" In another corner, a masked man raised a sign.

The price continued to soar, but Yan Yue could only watch in silence.

The spirit stones in her hand were less than half of the starting price.

Seeing that Yan Yue did not move, several cultivators in the atmosphere group began to discuss.

"It seems that Yan Yue is nothing special. He doesn't even have the qualifications to bid." "That's right. He was so arrogant before, but now he can only watch." These words pierced Yan Yue's ears like needles, but her face remained expressionless, as if she didn't hear them at all.

At this time, Nong Jin suddenly said: "Twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones." Everyone's eyes were focused on him. Twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones far exceeded the value of the Soul-Devouring Dagger itself.

Long Batian's face changed and he glared at Nong Jin fiercely, but he didn't dare to raise the price.

He knew that Nong Jin was the Immortal Emperor, and it would not be wise to confront him head-on.

Just as Mo Xiaodie was about to drop the hammer, Yan Yue suddenly grabbed Nong Jin's hand and shook his head gently.

"Wait." Her voice was not loud, but it was enough to silence the whole audience.

Everyone looked at her in confusion, including Nong Jin.

"I... I have a suggestion." Yan Yue took a deep breath and said slowly, "Although I don't have enough spirit stones, I can bid in another way."

The whole audience was in an uproar. Mo Xiaodie was also stunned, and her elegant smile began to crack. "Miss Yan, what method do you want to use?"

Yan Yue's gaze swept across the room, finally landing on the pitch-black Soul-Devouring Dagger. "I...would like to trade a secret for this dagger."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Mo Xiaodie hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Well... I need to ask the organizer." She turned and walked backstage, leaving the venue filled with suspense.

Yan Yue did not show the expected frustration. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

She cleared her throat, her voice soft but clear and powerful: "Although I don't have enough spirit stones, I can exchange a secret for this Soul Devouring Dagger."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Secret? What secret?" "Isn't she being mysterious?" "Can this auction use secret bidding?" The cultivators in the atmosphere group were discussing it. Long Batian sneered: "Hmph, playing tricks! Mo Xiaodie, don't be fooled by her!"

Mo Xiaodie was also stunned, and a crack appeared in her elegant smile.

Exchanging secrets for treasures is indeed not within the normal auction rules, but the fundamental purpose of an auction is that the highest bidder wins. If the secret is precious enough, it is not impossible.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Well... I need to ask the organizer." She turned and walked backstage, leaving the venue filled with suspense.

Behind the scenes, the auction is hosted by a mysterious organization that controls the transactions of many rare resources in the world of immortal cultivation.

After Mo Xiaodie reported Yan Yue's proposal, the organizer was silent for a long time, and finally a low voice came out: "Okay, let her speak."

Mo Xiaodie returned to the stage and announced that the organizers agreed to Yan Yue's special bidding method.

The whole audience was in an uproar again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Yue, curious about what shocking secret she held.

Yan Yue took a deep breath and said slowly, "I know... the location of the hidden stronghold of the underworld supernatural organization in the world of immortal cultivation."

This secret exploded throughout the entire auction venue like thunder.

The underworld supernatural organization is notorious. Many cultivators have suffered persecution from them, but have never been able to find their lair.

Yan Yue's secret is undoubtedly priceless.

Long Batian's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect Yan Yue to have this trick up his sleeve. He originally thought he had a sure win, but now he had to re-evaluate the situation.

He glared at Yan Yue fiercely, with a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

The organizer pondered for a moment and finally announced that Yan Yue's bid was valid and she successfully qualified to bid for the Soul-Devouring Dagger.

Mo Xiaodie walked up to Yan Yue and whispered, "Miss Yan, please tell the organizer the secret."

Yan Yue smiled slightly, leaned close to Mo Xiaodie's ear and whispered a few words.

Mo Xiaodie's expression changed slightly, then she nodded and turned to walk backstage.

She told the secret to the organizer, who immediately sent someone to verify it.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Yan Yue's lips. She knew that she had made the right bet.

This secret was obtained at the cost of her life in her previous life, and now it finally came in handy.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from the corner and headed straight for the Soul-Devouring Dagger on the stage. "Shadow Assassin!" someone exclaimed.

Nong Jin was prepared. He flashed in front of the Soul-Devouring Dagger and started a fierce battle with the Shadow Assassin.

The people around dodged and many tables and chairs were shattered by the impact of spiritual power.

Nong Jin's eyes were sharp, and golden light flashed in his hands...

Nong Jin's eyes were sharp, golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden sword suddenly appeared.

The sword hummed, emitting a biting chill.

The shadow assassin holds a pitch-black dagger in his hand, his figure is ghostly, and his speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

The two figures intertwined, the golden light and the black shadow collided, and bursts of harsh sounds erupted.

Nong Jin's swordsmanship was powerful and each move contained tremendous immortal power, as if it was going to split the entire auction venue in half.

The shadow assassin's moves are insidious and vicious, targeting Nong Jin's vital points.

Wherever the dagger passed, it left a trail of afterimages, making it impossible to guard against.

The surrounding tables and chairs were shattered by the aftermath of the fight between the two men, and fragments flew everywhere.

Some weaker cultivators were shocked to the point of spitting blood and looking in a miserable state.

Long Batian hid in the corner, greed flashing in his eyes. He hoped that both of them would suffer losses, so that he could reap the benefits and seize the Soul-Devouring Dagger.

Yan Yue's heart was in her throat. She stared at the battle on the field, her palms full of sweat.

She knew that Nong Jin was powerful, but the Shadow Assassin was no ordinary person either.

She was worried about Nong Jin's safety, but she knew better than ever that she couldn't be distracted. She had to take down the Soul-Devouring Dagger while Nong Jin was holding back the Shadow Assassin.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Her eyes fell on the auction table. Mo Xiaodie was watching the battle on the field nervously, and the gavel in her hand did not fall for a long time.

Yan Yue understood that this was a critical moment.

"Fifteen million high-grade spirit stones!" Long Batian's cold voice sounded again.

Yan Yue raised the sign in his hand without hesitation: "Sixteen million!"

Long Batian's face darkened, and he glared at Yan Yue fiercely before raising the price again: "Seventeen million!"

Yan Yue gritted his teeth and raised the sign again: "Eighteen million!"

Her offer far exceeded the value of the Soul-Devouring Dagger itself, but she had to get it, not only to complete the mission, but also to prevent it from falling into the hands of the underworld supernatural organization.

The battle on the field became more and more intense, Nong Jin's sword moves became faster and faster, and golden light poured down like a rainstorm, forcing the shadow assassin to retreat step by step.

But the shadow assassin was like an immortal cockroach, always able to dodge Nong Jin's fatal blow at the critical moment.

Yan Yue's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she felt that she was having difficulty breathing. She knew that she and Nong Jin were both gambling, gambling on time and luck.

Suddenly, the shadow assassin let out a strange cry, his body suddenly swelled up, and a strange black aura emanated from him, enveloping the entire auction venue.

Nong Jin's sword moves were blocked by this black aura, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

The shadow assassin took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. The dagger in his hand turned into a black light and pierced Nong Jin's chest.

At the same time, Long Batian raised his sign again: "Twenty million!"

Yan Yue's face turned pale. She knew she had reached her limit... She gripped the sign tightly, her nails digging deep into her flesh, and spoke word by word, "Two... thousand... five hundred... one hundred thousand..."

The black aura rolled in the air like thick ink, bringing with it a suffocating feeling of oppression.

The light of Nong Jin's golden sword was suppressed, and the sword body trembled, as if it was about to be swallowed up in the next moment.

The shadow assassin's dagger was wrapped in black air, and its speed was a little faster than before, heading straight for Nong Jin's chest.

At the critical moment, Nong Jin's eyes flashed, and the golden sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly. A dazzling golden light shot up into the sky, forcibly tearing a gap in the black aura.

He used the recoil force to retreat rapidly, barely avoiding the shadow assassin's fatal blow.

"A mere trifle!" Nong Jin steadied himself and snorted coldly.

The golden sword in his hand hummed continuously, as if responding to his fighting spirit.

He held the sword in both hands and raised it above his head. The golden immortal power surged into the sword like a tide. The sword glowed brighter and brighter, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

At the same time, on the auction table, Mo Xiaodie's voice trembled a little: "Twenty and a half million high-grade spirit stones at a time..." Her eyes moved back and forth between Yan Yue and Long Batian, waiting for Long Batian to raise the price again.

Long Batian curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, and was about to raise his sign when he suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him.

He turned around and saw Yan Yue looking at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of warning.

Long Batian's heart trembled, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not raise the sign.

Yan Yue smiled slightly, she knew her strategy worked.

Her seemingly nonchalant price increase was actually a test of Long Batian's bottom line, and at the same time, a message to him: she was not a pushover and should not be provoked easily.

“Twenty and a half million high-grade spirit stones twice…” Mo Xiaodie’s voice sounded again, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

At this moment, Nong Jin roared and swung the golden sword in his hand.

"Golden Sun Breaks the Sky!" A huge golden sword energy fell from the sky, like a golden lightning, fiercely striking the shadow assassin.

The shadow assassin's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Nong Jin had such a powerful move.

In a hurry, he could only hold the dagger across his chest to try to block the fatal blow.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire auction venue shook violently.

The golden sword energy collided with the black dagger, bursting into dazzling light.

The shadow assassin was blown away by the huge impact force, fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted from his mouth.

"Twenty and a half million high-grade spirit stones for three times! Deal!" Mo Xiaodie's gavel fell heavily, the sound was crisp and loud.

Yan Yue breathed a sigh of relief; she finally got the Soul-Devouring Dagger.

She turned to look at Nong Jin, only to find that Nong Jin was staring at her intently, his eyes full of...admiration?

"You..." Nong Jin started to speak, but suddenly stopped. He seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, and quickly coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

Yan Yue's heart moved. She seemed to have caught something, but she couldn't be sure.

"Next..." Nong Jin's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.