Originally, they had planned to lead with a batch of thirty mid-grade Spirit-Gathering Pills. Their effects were far inferior to those of high-grade pills, and in the cultivation world, they were priced at twenty spirit stones apiece.
High-grade Spirit-Gathering Pills, however, were another matter entirely. In Yuanling City, where high-rank alchemists were scarce, a single high-grade Spirit-Gathering Pill could sell for two hundred spirit stones. Even in cities with more high-rank alchemists, one such pill could still fetch well over a hundred spirit stones.
That was far above the prices set by Lingxian Sect.
Still, these Spirit-Gathering Pills were never meant to earn a great deal of spirit stones. How many spirit stones could the sects of the mortal realm possibly have on hand? Even if Lingxian Sect emptied them all out, what would that accomplish?
Lingxian Sect had no intention of making a one-time deal. Only by helping all the sects of the mortal realm grow stronger, allowing everyone to maintain ongoing exchanges, could they establish lasting business.
Before long, another new box appeared on the small platform beside Liu Yunan.
This box was larger than the ones that had held the pills.
After the opening display of Spirit-Gathering Pills, although the following few medicinal pills had not been as impressive as the first lot, they were still far superior to what the attendees had been able to obtain in the past. Everyone now understood that Lingxian Sect truly had quality goods, and they eagerly anticipated the next item.
“The next auction lot: five jin of premium five-grain spirit seeds!”
Liu Yunan opened the large box on the platform. Inside were five separate compartments, each filled to the brim with seeds of different grains.
Every seed was plump and full, with a lustrous sheen. Even someone unable to tell one grain from another could see at a glance that these were no ordinary seeds.
The spirit grain seeds the system had originally awarded Lin Xiao had not been particularly exceptional; they were merely comparable to seeds of average quality in the cultivation world.
The premium seeds now before them, however, had been painstakingly bred over the years by the elders of Lingxian Sect’s spirit-farmland division, who were passionate about farming. So long as they were cultivated with proper care, both the quality and yield of the spirit grain produced would greatly surpass that of most spirit grain in the cultivation world.
Naturally, Lingxian Sect’s own spirit fields had long since been planted with these superior strains. The seeds brought out for auction were simply the sect’s surplus.
“The opening bid is five hundred spirit stones!” Liu Yunan announced.
This time, however, no one immediately called out a bid. The cultivators present hesitated as they carefully examined the spirit seeds with their divine senses, seemingly trying to determine whether they were truly worth five hundred spirit stones.
For various reasons, the quality of spirit grain seeds in the mortal realm was quite mediocre, and the spirit fields were not fertile enough. Thus, while most sects maintained dedicated fields for cultivation, their harvests were never particularly substantial.
Moreover, because the yields of all kinds of spiritual ingredients were so low, spirit chefs were exceedingly rare in the mortal realm. Their skills were also rather limited, and the spiritual dishes they prepared offered cultivators little in the way of benefits.
As a result, spirit grain had always been regarded by cultivators of the mortal realm as merely a supplement for times when spirit stones and medicinal pills were insufficient—a better-than-nothing resource.
Now, seeing Lingxian Sect solemnly place five jin of spirit grain seeds up for auction at an event of its own making, the cultivators were unsure how to react.
Yet after the opening lot of Spirit-Gathering Pills, Lingxian Sect was surely not treating this as a joke.
But these spirit grain seeds… Even if the seeds were of superior quality, if the spirit fields were not fertile, the increased yield from better seeds alone could not possibly be worth five hundred spirit stones, could it?
They could not help wondering whether the Lingxian Sect had set the price wrong.
If the starting bid had been fifty spirit stones, they would have bid without hesitation.
Just as everyone was still mulling it over, a voice suddenly rang out from private room number nine.
“Five hundred and fifty!” The bid was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
The cultivators in the other private rooms turned toward the sound, their curiosity piqued. Who was in that room? To bid so readily…
Weren’t they afraid of losing money?
Perhaps because someone had taken the lead, another private room joined the bidding.
“Six… five hundred and sixty.”
The moment the words fell, private room number nine immediately followed up.
“Seven hundred!”
The private room that had just made the bid fell silent at once.
Seeing how decisively number nine was bidding—and how sharply they were raising the price—the other private rooms began to wonder whether the occupant of room nine was a shill arranged by the Lingxian Sect.
Were they deliberately having someone bid from a private room, afraid that no one would buy and wanting everyone to think the item was worth a fortune?
Yet Liu Yunan, standing below, did not deliberately stall for time as they had expected, waiting for another sucker to raise the price. Instead, just as before, he counted one, two, three when the time was up and brought down the hammer to finalize the sale.
That left everyone feeling increasingly uneasy.
Could these seeds truly be valuable, and they simply did not understand their worth?
They were not the only ones confused. Even Elder Lyu, inside private room number nine, did not understand.
“Sect Master, our sect does not lack spirit seeds. Why spend seven hundred spirit stones on this?”
Han Shangyi knew that if he did not explain himself now, Elder Lyu would likely question every single purchase from here on out. So he sent him a voice transmission.
“I received word that everything in this auction related to ‘agriculture’ is good stuff. The other sects probably do not yet realize their value, so it will be a bargain for us to buy them now.”
At once, Elder Lyu thought of the sect master’s daughter, who had joined the Lingxian Sect.
“Your daughter told you?”
Having been found out, Han Shangyi’s old face stiffened. He nodded rather awkwardly. “...Yes. Yes.”
Seeing his uncomfortable expression, Elder Lyu sighed with envy. “Ah, having a daughter really is wonderful.”
“Since Weishu says so, then let’s buy them. Besides, our sect has saved up quite a few spirit stones over the years.”
And so—
Liu Yunan announced, “Next up: ten premium spirit fruit saplings, starting bid five hundred spirit stones!”
Private room number nine: “Eight hundred!”
The other private rooms: …
Liu Yunan announced, “One jin of premium spirit vegetable seeds, starting bid two hundred spirit stones!”
Private room number nine: “Five hundred!”
The other private rooms: …
Several lots of premium seeds and saplings followed in succession, and without exception, all were taken by the Clear River Sect.
By this point, the occupants of the other private rooms no longer suspected that the person in room nine was a shill planted by the Lingxian Sect. After all, a shill was supposed to help sell the goods; no one had ever seen a shill buy up all of their own side’s merchandise without leaving anyone else even a chance to bid.
Could it be that the seeds and saplings auctioned earlier were truly some kind of treasures they failed to recognize? Could they really bring tremendous returns?
While everyone was still pondering the matter, Liu Yunan made another move.
This time, however, it was not another box appearing on the small platform beside him. Instead, a large bamboo cage appeared behind him.
When the crowd looked over, they saw that the cage contained two plump, round, white... piglets?
Liu Yunan turned slightly and introduced them:
“Everyone, take a look. The next items up for auction are these two spirit piglets behind me.”
“One is male and the other female. Once they mature, they can be bred as a pair of parent pigs. A very worthwhile investment!”
“The starting bid is eight hundred spirit stones!”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
