Chapter 55 — The Auction II

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 — The Auction II

The entire auction hall was silent.

The current bid for the Ancient Grade Heavenly Tribulation Pill stood at—

200 million Top Grade Spirit Stones.

Nobody had expected the price to reach this level.

But the auction had not ended.

Lin Yuxian stood calmly on the stage.

Her expression remained completely unchanged.

"200 million."

"Going once."

The hall remained silent.

Then—

"250 million."

A calm voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone turned.

It was Zhou Wuchen of the Zhou Family.

Several cultivators immediately began whispering.

"The Zhou Family is still bidding?"

"250 million!"

"That’s an enormous amount."

Zhou Wuchen remained completely calm.

He simply sat there.

Then—

"300 million."

Another voice.

Yang Zhen.

The Sect Master of the Golden Sun Sect had raised his hand.

Zhou Wuchen looked toward him.

"300 million?"

Yang Zhen smiled faintly.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhou Wuchen laughed.

"Of course not."

He raised his hand again.

"350 million."

Yang Zhen’s smile disappeared.

"400 million."

The hall became restless.

Two 7-Star forces were openly competing against each other.

Then another voice suddenly joined.

"450 million."

Everyone turned.

It was Han Beiming of the Spirit River Sect.

Yang Zhen’s eyes narrowed.

"Han Sect Master?"

Han Beiming smiled.

"Why not?"

"The pill is worth the price."

Zhou Wuchen immediately raised his hand.

"500 million."

Yang Zhen followed.

"550 million."

Han Beiming:

"600 million."

The hall erupted.

The numbers were rising too quickly.

Even some of the powerful cultivators began watching the three forces with complicated expressions.

Then—

A quiet voice came from the rear.

"700 million."

The entire hall froze.

Everyone turned.

An old man sat calmly in his seat.

His clothes were simple.

His hair was white.

His expression was relaxed.

Old Man Qingyuan.

An independent cultivator.

Someone immediately whispered:

"Old Man Qingyuan is bidding?"

"He’s an independent cultivator!"

"Where did he get 700 million Top Grade Spirit Stones?"

Old Man Qingyuan ignored the whispers.

He simply looked toward the stage.

Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"700 million..."

Then he laughed.

"Interesting."

He raised his hand.

"800 million."

Old Man Qingyuan didn’t even blink.

"900 million."

Silence.

The hall became completely still.

Yang Zhen stared at him.

Then—

Another voice sounded.

"1 billion."

Everyone turned again.

This time—

It was Zhao Wuhen.

Another independent cultivator.

The entire hall erupted.

"Zhao Wuhen?"

"He’s bidding too?"

"Two independent cultivators are competing against the major forces!"

Old Man Qingyuan looked toward Zhao Wuhen.

Then laughed.

"Little Zhao."

Zhao Wuhen smiled.

"Old Qingyuan."

"You really want the pill?"

Zhao Wuhen nodded.

"Yes."

Old Man Qingyuan shook his head.

"Then let’s see who has deeper pockets."

He raised his hand.

"1.1 billion."

Zhao Wuhen immediately followed.

"1.2 billion."

Yang Zhen’s expression became serious.

"1.3 billion."

Han Beiming:

"1.4 billion."

Zhou Wuchen:

"1.5 billion."

The entire hall became increasingly tense.

Five powerful bidders remained.

Nobody wanted to surrender.

---

Luo Tianming had been silent the entire time.

He sat calmly in the front section of the auction hall.

His eyes remained fixed on the Ancient Grade Heavenly Tribulation Pill.

Finally—

He raised his hand.

"2 billion."

The entire auction hall became silent.

Even Yang Zhen stopped.

Zhou Wuchen’s expression became solemn.

Han Beiming narrowed his eyes.

Old Man Qingyuan smiled.

Zhao Wuhen simply stared toward Luo Tianming.

2 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones.

That was an astronomical amount.

Luo Tianming remained completely calm.

For the Luo Family, obtaining an additional Tribulation Transcendence Realm expert was worth an enormous price.

But before anyone could speak—

"2.1 billion."

Zhou Wuchen raised his hand.

Luo Tianming looked toward him.

"2.2 billion."

Yang Zhen joined.

"2.3 billion."

Han Beiming followed.

The bidding resumed.

"2.5 billion."

"2.7 billion."

"3 billion."

"3.2 billion."

"3.5 billion."

The numbers continued rising.

The hall had become completely chaotic.

Nobody was willing to give up.

Finally—

"4 billion."

Zhao Wuhen’s voice echoed through the hall.

Silence.

Everyone looked at him.

Even Old Man Qingyuan looked surprised.

Zhao Wuhen calmly sat back.

The other bidders hesitated.

4 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones.

That was an enormous amount even for an 8-Star force.

Lin Yuxian waited.

Nobody raised the price.

"4 billion."

"Going once."

Silence.

"Going twice."

Still nobody spoke.

Lin Yuxian raised her hand.

"Sold."

The Ancient Grade Heavenly Tribulation Pill had been sold.

4 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones.

The entire hall remained silent for several seconds.

Then whispers erupted everywhere.

"4 billion..."

"An independent cultivator actually bought it."

"Who exactly is Zhao Wuhen?"

Old Man Qingyuan looked at Zhao Wuhen.

Then laughed.

"Little Zhao, you really don’t lack money."

Zhao Wuhen smiled.

"Neither do you."

Old Man Qingyuan shook his head.

"Unfortunately, I stopped at 3.5 billion."

Zhao Wuhen laughed.

The atmosphere became slightly lighter.

But the other forces remained serious.

The first major item had already caused a bidding war of this scale.

And the auction was still far from over.

---

Lin Yuxian calmly waved her hand.

"The sixth item."

The entire hall immediately became quiet.

A wooden box appeared on the auction platform.

Unlike the previous treasures, there was no terrifying aura.

No dazzling light.

No ancient pressure.

Just an ordinary-looking wooden box.

Lin Yuxian opened it.

Inside were several neatly arranged tea leaves.

They were dark green.

Yet the moment the box opened—

The Spiritual Qi inside the auction hall suddenly became clearer.

Several cultivators immediately felt their minds become calm.

Their understanding of the surrounding world seemed to sharpen.

An ancient cultivator’s expression changed.

"That feeling..."

Lin Yuxian calmly announced:

"One catty of Enlightenment Tea Leaves."

Silence.

Complete silence.

Nobody spoke.

Then—

An elderly cultivator suddenly stood up.

"Enlightenment Tea?"

His voice trembled.

Several powerful cultivators stared at the wooden box in disbelief.

"One catty?"

"An entire catty of Enlightenment Tea?"

"How is that possible?"

Even some of the Holy Land representatives couldn’t hide their surprise.

An old man slowly shook his head.

"Enlightenment Tea has always been considered a treasure that should be hoarded."

"Even if an ancient force possessed a few leaves, they would never willingly sell them."

Another cultivator whispered:

"Then why is the Ten Thousand Realms Auction selling an entire catty?"

Nobody answered.

The hall became increasingly quiet.

Then someone spoke softly.

"Maybe..."

"They have more."

The surrounding cultivators froze.

That possibility was far more shocking than the tea itself.

If the Ten Thousand Realms Auction could casually auction one catty of Enlightenment Tea...

Just how much did they actually possess?

Lin Yuxian remained completely calm.

"The starting price..."

She paused.

"1 million Top Grade Spirit Stones."

The entire hall erupted.

"1 million?!"

"That’s the starting price?"

"For 1 catty?"

"That’s still too cheap for Enlightenment Tea!"

The first bid immediately followed.

"2 million."

Another voice:

"5 million."

"10 million."

"20 million."

The bidding accelerated rapidly.

Old Man Qingyuan raised his hand.

"50 million."

Several cultivators turned toward him.

Old Man Qingyuan smiled.

"I really do like tea."

The hall burst into laughter.

But before he could enjoy the moment—

"60 million."

Zhao Wuhen calmly raised his hand.

Old Man Qingyuan’s smile disappeared.

"Little Zhao."

Zhao Wuhen looked toward him.

"Yes?"

"You really want to compete with me again?"

Zhao Wuhen smiled.

"I also like tea."

Old Man Qingyuan stared at him.

"You don’t even drink tea."

"I can start."

The surrounding cultivators laughed again.

Then—

"70 million."

Zhou Wuchen joined.

"80 million."

Yang Zhen followed.

"90 million."

Han Beiming raised his hand.

The atmosphere became tense again.

"100 million."

Zhou Wuchen.

"120 million."

Yang Zhen.

"150 million."

Han Beiming.

Old Man Qingyuan raised his hand.

"200 million."

Zhao Wuhen immediately followed.

"250 million."

Old Man Qingyuan narrowed his eyes.

"300 million."

Zhao Wuhen:

"350 million."

Old Man Qingyuan shook his head.

"This old man is getting too poor for young people."

He lowered his hand.

Zhao Wuhen smiled.

But then—

"500 million."

The hall suddenly became silent.

Everyone turned.

A calm voice had come from one of the front sections.

Luo Tianming slowly lowered his hand.

The Luo Family had entered the bidding.

"500 million."

Zhao Wuhen’s expression became serious.

"600 million."

Luo Tianming:

"700 million."

Zhao Wuhen:

"800 million."

Luo Tianming:

"1 billion."

The hall became completely silent.

1 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones.

For 1 catty of Enlightenment Tea.

Zhao Wuhen remained silent for several seconds.

Then he slowly lowered his hand.

"I surrender."

Luo Tianming had won.

Lin Yuxian calmly announced:

"1 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones."

"Going once."

Silence.

"Going twice."

Still silence.

Then—

A cold female voice suddenly sounded.

"2 billion."

The entire hall froze.

Everyone turned.

Mo Xuehan sat calmly in her seat.

The Sect Master of the Blood Moon Sect.

A Forbidden force.

Luo Tianming’s expression changed slightly.

He looked toward her.

Mo Xuehan didn’t even look at him.

She simply said:

"2 billion."

The atmosphere changed instantly.

A cultivator swallowed nervously.

"The Blood Moon Sect..."

Another whispered:

"A Forbidden force is bidding."

Luo Tianming remained silent for several seconds.

Then—

"2.5 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"3 billion."

Luo Tianming:

"3.5 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"4 billion."

The hall became increasingly silent.

Luo Tianming’s eyes narrowed.

"5 billion."

Mo Xuehan calmly raised her hand.

"6 billion."

Luo Tianming remained silent.

He had already spent a considerable amount earlier.

Yet the Enlightenment Tea was too valuable to abandon so easily.

He raised his hand again.

"7 billion."

The hall became tense.

Then—

Another voice sounded.

"8 billion."

Everyone turned.

Qin Taixuan.

The Sect Master of the Myriad Heaven Sect.

Another Forbidden force.

The hall immediately became silent.

Mo Xuehan looked toward him.

"9 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"10 billion."

Luo Tianming slowly lowered his hand.

He didn’t continue.

He understood that the bidding had entered a level beyond what the Luo Family should casually spend.

But the battle between the Forbidden forces had only begun.

Mo Xuehan raised her hand.

"12 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"15 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"18 billion."

Then—

"20 billion."

A calm voice sounded.

Everyone turned.

Shi Wuheng.

The Patriarch of the Shi Family.

Another Forbidden force.

The entire hall became silent.

Three Forbidden forces were now competing for 1 catty of Enlightenment Tea.

A cultivator near the back stared at them.

Then whispered:

"Clash of the titans..."

Nobody laughed.

Nobody even moved.

The three Forbidden forces remained completely calm.

Shi Wuheng raised his hand.

"22 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"25 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"28 billion."

Shi Wuheng:

"30 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"35 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"40 billion."

The hall became completely silent.

The other cultivators had already stopped bidding.

Even the Holy Lands had withdrawn.

They could afford to compete.

But they didn’t want to compete against the Forbidden forces.

This was no longer a battle they could casually participate in.

Shi Wuheng calmly raised his hand.

"45 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"50 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"55 billion."

Shi Wuheng:

"60 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"65 billion."

Mo Xuehan:

"70 billion."

Silence.

Nobody could believe the price.

70 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones.

For 1 catty of Enlightenment Tea Leaves.

Shi Wuheng stared toward the stage.

Then—

"75 billion."

Qin Taixuan:

"80 billion."

Mo Xuehan remained silent.

Several seconds passed.

Then she slowly raised her hand.

"90 billion."

The hall erupted.

"90 billion!"

"For 1 catty of tea?!"

"These Forbidden forces are insane!"

Mo Xuehan remained completely calm.

Shi Wuheng stared toward her.

Then shook his head.

"I surrender."

Qin Taixuan remained silent for several seconds.

Then he smiled faintly.

"I’ll stop here."

Lin Yuxian looked toward Mo Xuehan.

"90 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones."

"Going once."

Silence.

"Going twice."

Still silence.

"Sold."

The Enlightenment Tea Leaves belonged to the Blood Moon Sect.

The entire hall remained silent.

Nobody knew what was more shocking.

The fact that 1 catty of Enlightenment Tea had been sold for 90 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones...

Or the fact that the Blood Moon Sect had been willing to spend that much without hesitation.

The guests stared toward Mo Xuehan.

She simply sat there calmly.

As though 90 billion Top Grade Spirit Stones were nothing more than a number.

The mystery surrounding the Forbidden forces became even deeper.

But one thing was now certain.

The Ten Thousand Realms Auction was powerful enough to make even the Forbidden forces fight over its treasures.

---

The seventh item appeared.

This time—

The atmosphere immediately changed.

Lin Yuxian stood quietly on the stage.

A golden jade bottle appeared in her hand.

The moment it appeared—

Several ancient cultivators immediately stood up.

Lin Yuxian looked at them.

"The seventh item."

"Ancient Grade Life-Extension Pill."

The hall fell silent.

Nobody spoke.

The previous Ancient Grade Bloodline Pill had already shocked everyone.

Now another Ancient Grade Pill had appeared.

An old cultivator’s breathing became heavy.

"Ancient Grade..."

Someone whispered:

"Another one..."

Another cultivator stared at the bottle.

"How many Ancient Grade Pills does this auction have?"

Nobody answered.

That question was becoming increasingly frightening.

Ancient Grade Pills had been lost since the Primordial Era.

The current era could not produce them.

Yet the Ten Thousand Realms Auction had already presented two.

And both possessed complete pill veins.

An ancient alchemist stared at Lin Yuxian.

His expression was complicated.

"Who exactly is behind this auction?"

Lin Yuxian gave no answer.

She simply announced:

"This pill can extend the lifespan of a cultivator by 5,000 years."

The hall exploded.

"5,000 years?!"

"That’s impossible!"

"For an ancient expert, that’s another era of life!"

Lin Yuxian raised her hand.

The hall gradually became quiet.

"The starting price."

She paused.

"200,000 Top Grade Spirit Stones."

The first bid came instantly.

"500,000."

An old man raised his hand.

"800,000."

Another ancient cultivator.

"1 million."

"1.5 million."

"2 million."

"3 million."

The bidding accelerated.

Then—

"5 million."

Luo Tianming.

"6 million."

Zhou Wuchen.

"7 million."

Yang Zhen.

"8 million."

Han Beiming.

"10 million."

Old Man Qingyuan.

Everyone looked at him.

He smiled.

"I’m getting old."

"Perhaps I need it more than you do."

Zhao Wuhen chuckled.

"Then I’ll let you have it."

Old Man Qingyuan looked surprised.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Old Man Qingyuan smiled.

But before he could say anything—

"11 million."

A voice sounded.

Everyone turned.

The bidder was an extremely old man.

His face was covered in wrinkles.

His aura was faint.

But his eyes were terrifyingly sharp.

He had remained silent until now.

Someone whispered:

"That’s Elder Gu Xuan."

"He’s from the Gu Family."

"He’s been alive for an incredibly long time."

Gu Xuan slowly raised his hand again.

"12 million."

Old Man Qingyuan sighed.

"13 million."

Gu Xuan:

"15 million."

Old Man Qingyuan:

"16 million."

Gu Xuan:

"18 million."

Old Man Qingyuan:

"20 million."

The hall became completely silent.

Gu Xuan stared at him.

Then slowly lowered his hand.

"I surrender."

Old Man Qingyuan smiled.

Lin Yuxian raised her hand.

"20 million Top Grade Spirit Stones."

"Sold."

Old Man Qingyuan leaned back.

For the first time since entering the auction...

He looked genuinely satisfied.

---

The guests exchanged glances.

The Ten Thousand Realms Auction had already surpassed their expectations.

A Supreme Grade Spiritual Vein.

Ancient Grade Pills.

Enlightenment Tea.

A pill capable of helping a Peak Body Integration Realm cultivator break through to Tribulation Transcendence.

And now an Ancient Grade Life-Extension Pill.

Every item was something that could cause the strongest forces in the Mortal World to fight.

Yet Lin Yuxian remained completely calm.

She looked toward the audience.

Then smiled faintly.

"The auction continues."

The hall immediately became quiet.

Everyone stared toward the stage.

Nobody dared to guess what the next item would be.

Because after witnessing the first seven treasures...

They had finally understood something.

The Ten Thousand Realms Auction wasn’t simply selling treasures.

It was revealing treasures that the current world had long believed were impossible to obtain.

And the deeper the auction went...

The more terrifying the mystery behind it became.

Spirit Stone Conversion

1 Middle Grade Spirit Stone = 100 Low Grade Spirit Stones

1 High Grade Spirit Stone = 100 Middle Grade Spirit Stones

1 Top Grade Spirit Stone = 100 High Grade Spirit Stones

Therefore:

1 Top Grade Spirit Stone = 1,000,000 Low Grade Spirit Stones

All auction prices may be paid using Low Grade, Middle Grade, High Grade, or Top Grade Spirit Stones, according to their corresponding value.

End of Chapter 55