Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

The auction of the mechanical puppet beast had brought the crowd's excitement to a low point. Chang Qing, a seasoned man, immediately regrouped and decided to bring out a significant item to boost morale. He pulled out a talisman depicting a sword. Without a word, Chang Qing slowly infused the talisman with spiritual energy. Instantly, the shadow of a sword flashed, its power fading in a flash.

"Talisman?" The crowd below asked uncertainly, with a faint sense of excitement spreading.

"That's right, it's the Fubao Mountain-Shaking Knife. Its power can reach one-third of the original magic weapon. It's freshly made and extremely powerful! The starting price is 5,000 spirit stones, and the bid can be increased by 500 each time. The bidding has begun!" Shopkeeper Chang felt the heat of the venue. With his actions and words, the price was soaring exponentially, and he was very satisfied.

"Five thousand five hundred!"

"Six thousand dollars!"

"Six thousand five hundred!"

"Seven thousand!"

As soon as Chang Qing finished speaking, the crowd erupted in bids, one louder than the other. The atmosphere was incredibly lively, reaching a new high for the day. Chang Qing beamed, his face beaming with joy. The better the atmosphere, the higher the bid.

"Ten thousand!" Liu Xing also joined the bidding. He directly raised the bid by three thousand, calling out a price ten percent above the market price, intending to discourage others. He also particularly wanted a valuable item like the talisman. In the previous battles where the weak defeated the strong, the Clear Sky Hammer talisman had played a significant role.

The sales floor instantly fell silent. Such a high price, such a huge sum of spirit stones, could only be afforded by the second generation of the wealthy. The entire auction floor would likely not exceed ten percent of the total. Everyone was curious about which expert was present. Concluding that the sound came from the second-floor private room, everyone felt relieved. No wonder they were so wealthy, enjoying VIP treatment. All the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the first-floor hall fell silent. Most didn't have such a large sum of money, and the few who could afford it would have to break their fortunes. They were reluctant to offend the rich second generation and avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Ten thousand spirit stones, is there anyone else who wants to bid higher?" Chang Qing continued to persuade everyone to bid higher with a smile. This auction price had already exceeded his expectations.

Liu Xing was primarily concerned about whether anyone had bid on the private rooms on the second floor. The Jindan-stage masters, possessing magical treasures, looked down upon the talismans. After half a minute, no one bid, so Chang Qing announced the Mountain-Shaking Blade Talisman. When Liu Xing returned to make the transaction, Chang Qing was surprised to find it was another guest from the East. However, the thought of the exorbitant price his elixir would fetch helped him relax. How could an alchemist be short of money? The others, however, expressed envy and resentment. Poverty breeds low ambition.

The auction price surpassed ten thousand yuan, and Chang Qing was incredibly excited. He decided to strike while the iron was hot and create another climax, so he took out one of the final products and put it on display. He pulled out a bottle of pills, poured out a pill, and placed it in his palm. The pill was pale purple, round and plump, and exuded a compelling aura, clearly no ordinary item. Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and doubt, as if they had some guesses, but were also unsure, as they hadn't heard of such pills in a long time. So everyone held their breath, waiting for Chang Qing's introduction.

"The beauty pills made from thousand-year-old elixirs are freshly made and their efficacy has not been lost at all. They can keep you young and beautiful forever! There are two pills in total, with a starting price of 20,000 and an increase of 2,000 each time!" Chang Qing solemnly dropped a bombshell. As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was boiling.

"There are actually people who use thousand-year-old elixirs to refine such useless pills. What a waste of resources!" Some people cursed, looking disappointed in their friends. Most of them were male cultivators.

The female cultivators, however, trembled, and each of them stared intently at the pill in Chang Qing's hand, with the posture of a wolf pouncing on its prey, their eyes full of desire. Liu Xing silently looked at the people in the audience, especially the hungry looks of the female cultivators, and knew that his decision was right. Mortal women love beauty, and so do immortal women, and none of them can escape this inner demon. It reminded him of his previous life, when most of the luxury goods such as brand-name bags, shoes, clothes, and cosmetics were bought by women, and everyone was rushing to buy them. So it is true that women's money is easy to make. Liu Xing also observed Nie Xiaoqian in the corner. She had been lazily leaning on the chair before, looking calm and relaxed. Now, she sat up straight, her eyes fixed on the pill.

"Twenty-five thousand!" After a brief noise, someone finally couldn't help but make a quote. It was the voice of a young woman, and her voice was very pleasant to the ears.

"Thirty thousand! I'll destroy it immediately after I buy it, before it harms the world!" An old woman's shrill voice rang out from the second-floor private room, as piercing as fingernails scratching glass. A surge of hatred pierced through the walls, as if she had a deep vendetta against the Dingyan Pill.

"Thirty-five thousand yuan, Madam Song, why are you so concerned? It would be a shame to destroy it. Why not help them?" Another voice sounded at the right moment, accompanied by a powerful spiritual pressure. It was actually a Jindan-stage senior. Everyone was shocked. With a Jindan-stage senior participating in the auction, they had no hope.

"Hmph!" The old woman was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage. She knew she was no match for the Jindan senior, so she stopped acting on impulse.

"Forty thousand yuan. This kind of wonderful elixir is rare in a century. It's just right to give to my two concubines." At this time, another lazy voice sounded. Although he was only in the late foundation building stage, his tone was no weaker than that of the Jindan senior, and he looked like he didn't take him seriously at all.

"So it's Young Master Gao of the Hehuan Sect. Since you want it, I won't take it away from you." The Jindan senior who had previously bid, perhaps due to pressure from the other party's backing or perhaps because the price was too high, also gave up. Naturally, no one else raised the price, so the Dingyan Pill belonged to Young Master Gao.

"It's Master Gao."

"He is known as the number one person below the Jindan stage in the Hehuan Sect, and the one with the greatest hope of reaching the Jindan stage."

"Mr. Gao's master is a great master in the late Jindan stage."

In the hall, everyone exclaimed in amazement. Some of the female cultivators looked at Master Gao, who had come out to make the exchange, with affectionate glances. Master Gao couldn't help but toss his hair back, revealing his exquisite features. The female cultivators present felt a little inferior to him. He was so handsome and rich, and all the female cultivators were attracted by him.

Nie Xiaoqian slumped in her seat, a distraught expression on her face, as if her most cherished possession had been taken away from her, leaving her filled with resentment and helplessness. Most of the other female cultivators reacted similarly, and jealousy boiled over in the room. Young Master Gao felt even more elated, thoroughly enjoying the sour taste.