Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 329: Chapter 1 Changyi Society_2

“Twenty-three!”

Every time a price was reported, Zhao Wei on the stage would call out a new bid.

This is known as a ‘Sacred Auction’.

“…”

Before long, the elixir was taken by a tall and burly cultivator for twenty-five lower grade spirit stones.

Immediately, a puppet quietly walked into the crowd below and handed the porcelain bottle to the tall and burly cultivator.

Meanwhile, the auction continued on stage, displaying all kinds of rare magic tools, talismans, elixirs, puppets, slaves, and cultivation methods from the outside world.

“This is a cultivator from the Chipo Lineage of the Incense Fire Dao. She practices a very rare path of body cultivation and possesses a strong physique that can match a stage V or VI Qi Refining cultivator. She has been placed under a slave prohibition. If anyone is interested, you may place a bid.”

“The starting price is eight hundred lower grade spirit stones, with a minimum bid increment of fifty.”

Zhao Wei’s face shows no expression as he speaks calmly.

The cultivators below looked at the woman up on the stage who has an ugly face but was over three meters tall and shackled with a heavy ball and chain. Their expressions varied instantly.

However, among the rogue cultivators, there were those with unique tastes. A scrawny cultivator who was as small as a five or six-year-old child couldn’t help but show a greedy look as he eyed the burly female cultivator body:

“Such a strong female cultivator, it’s perfect to use her for breeding. I bid eight hundred and fifty!”

“Heh! It’s such a waste. This energy-filled body cultivator, not using her as a cauldron, is really a pity! I bid nine hundred!”

A blood-robed cultivator whose face could not be seen laughed softly.

“Why don’t the two of you buy her, let this Daoist friend here breed with her first, and then use her as a cauldron later? Wouldn’t that be best!”

A cultivator in a floral robe joked from the side.

While he was just joking, surprisingly, the dwarf cultivator and the blood-robed cultivator actually glanced at each other, revealing a look that suggested they were considering it.

After all, eight or nine hundred lower grade spirit stones were no small sum to these rogue cultivators.

“Fellow Daoist, you might as well leave a Sound Transmission Talisman. Let’s discuss this…”

The two quietly transmitted to one another.

However, the female cultivator from the Chipo lineage was eventually acquired by another cultivator with an obscure and deep aura for twelve middle grade spirit stones.

The dwarf cultivator and blood-robed cultivator initially planned to jointly bid a price to outperform the other but declined once they felt an intimidating pressure coming from the other party.

“A Foundation Establishment Competitor… Too powerful to provoke!”

The dwarf cultivator sighed.

In fact, there weren’t few Foundation Establishment Competitors in the Changyi Society’s auction.

After all, those who could participate in the auction were all wealthy, and Foundation Establishment Competitors could naturally accumulate spirit stones more easily than those in the Qi Refining stage.

Shortly after, the auction had reached its final segment.

“Gentlemen.”

Zhao Wei looked around at the cultivators below, his facial expression hidden by a spell, but the excitement and anticipation in his tone were palpable:

“Next up is the highlight of today’s auction!”

“Produced personally by Master Shen of Shen Fu, with a purity of one hundred percent, and containing no impurities — the essence of a Spirit Chicken!”

“A total of twenty bottles.”

“Each bottle contains the effect of ten lower grade class II elixirs!”

“More importantly, there’s no elixir toxicity at all!”

“The starting price estimated is only about twenty percent higher than that of an average lower grade class II elixir, but it could save you years of detoxification…”

“Zhao, the auctioneer, stop dawdling! It’s this that we’ve all come for, hurry up!”

The cultivators below couldn’t help but urge him on.

Zhao Wei didn’t take offense to this interruption.

He clapped his hands.

Soon a puppet holding a porcelain bottle stepped forward.

The porcelain bottle was only the size of a palm, looking quite simple.

“Don’t be fooled by its size, it has a ‘Little Xu Mi’ array inside which can store a few items…”

Before Zhao Wei could finish his introduction, he was interrupted:

“Zhao, the auctioneer, stop introducing and just give us the price!”

Seeing this, Zhao Wei had no choice but to smile bitterly and say:

“Very well, I won’t say much more. As before, the starting bid is thirty middle-grade spirit stones a bottle, with each increase no less than one.”

No sooner had his voice fallen than someone placed a bid.

“Forty!”

A Foundation Establishment Competitor looked around, revealing a ‘who else but me’ attitude.

Of course, this was also because this price was basically everyone’s psychological bottom line.

Moreover, apart from this one, there were more than a dozen others, so everyone was not too anxious.

Thus, this Foundation Establishment Competitor quickly collected a bottle of Spirit Chicken essence with delight.

However, what the cultivators around him didn’t expect was that during the battle for the second bottle of Spirit Chicken Essence, this cultivator actually bid again.

And again, he stopped at the price of forty.

This immediately drew some dissatisfaction.

“Forty-one! Fellow Daoist, you should be content with one bottle. Don’t be too greedy!”

A grey-robed cultivator who had returned from the front line of Wei State spoke softly.

Feeling the Evil Qi that was somewhat different from other cultivators coming from the other party, this Foundation Establishment Competitor hesitated for a moment and eventually chose to give up.

While the competition among cultivators continued below, Zhao Wei who was on stage watched it all but didn’t say anything.

As more bottles of Spirit Chicken Essence were sold, some people couldn’t suppress their urges, and prices began to rise slowly.

Forty-three, forty-five, forty-six…

“Bang!”

“This fellow Daoist bid fifty, are there any other higher bids?”

Zhao Wei looked around and announced loudly, “If there are no higher bidders, I will announce, the last bottle of Spirit Chicken Essence in this auction goes to this fellow Daoist!”

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