Prices Soar

Yao Lao frowned tightly and answered gravely, "An Eighth-Rank Pill is extraordinarily valuable. Although this Fuling Qing Pill only drew two-colored pill lightning, it can restore one's strength. It is effective even for a Dou Zun."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan instinctively asked, "Teacher, would it be useful to you?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yao Lao shook his head. This Fuling Qing Pill would be of little use to him. A Fuling Qing Pill with two-colored heavenly lightning might be useful to those below a five-star Dou Zun, but his strength at his peak had naturally surpassed that threshold.

Even if it had more colors of lightning, he would still need to repair his own body first.

Xiao Yan clenched his fists and swore inwardly that one day, he too would become an alchemical prodigy of this level!

"Since everyone has an answer in mind, this Pavilion Lord will stop wasting words. The starting bid is Twenty Million Gold Coins, with each increase no less than one million Gold Coins. Of course, item exchanges are also accepted. Ascending Heaven Pavilion upholds the principle of putting customers first, and can appraise your cultivation methods, Dou Skills, or pills for an equivalent exchange."

As soon as those words were spoken, the crowd rushed to raise their bids.

"I offer one copy of Dual Mastery Hands, plus fifty Fourth Grade Pills!"

"I offer ten Rank 6 Pills, along with ten Mystic-Rank Dou Skills Cultivation Methods!"

"I am willing to exchange a Rank 6 Pill of the same grade. I hope you will oblige!"

The moment the words on the stage fell, the area below erupted into an uproar as bidding immediately began. At this point, no one was offering Gold Coins anymore; those were not enough. They had to trade rare treasures instead.

However, in Li Xiao's eyes, everything they offered had its own value, and only after it was appraised could they continue raising their bids.

Medicine Emperor Han Feng shrugged. "Lord Li Xiao, I offer ten high-level Mystic-Rank Dou Skills, as well as high-grade pill formulas, in exchange."

Niu Meng counted Han Feng's items. Their market value came to Thirty Million Gold Coins, making it the highest bid in the entire venue so far.

However, the powerful figures of the Black-Corner Region would not so easily give up on this Eighth-Rank Pill. How could they miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Even offending Medicine Emperor Han Feng would be worth it! Eight Gates Sect Leader Yuan Yi was one of the wealthiest Dou Huangs in the Black-Corner Region. The Eight-Grade Fuling Qing Pill had made his eyes go wide, and he immediately offered Forty Million Gold Coins! "Brother Yuan Yi bids Forty Million. Any higher offers?"

The fervor around them immediately weakened considerably. It was clear that they were all reluctant to accept this price.

Even Pill King Gu He could not help but curse. If these old fools had not come to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion auction, this Eight-Grade Fuling Qing Pill would have been his.

The price had now reached Forty Million, more than twice what he had paid for the Green Lotus Core Flame back then. It was simply unbelievable!

Han Feng clicked his tongue and glared viciously at Yuan Yi beside him. "Eight Gates Sect Leader, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to compete with Han for the Fuling Qing Pill as well?!"

Yuan Yi smiled. "Medicine Emperor, you exaggerate. An Auction has its rules. The highest bidder wins. What is wrong with that?"

"Besides, this pill is extremely valuable, and our Eight Gates Sect likes it very much. I wonder if Medicine Emperor would be willing to part with it?"

Han Feng had never expected Eight Gates Sect Leader Yuan Yi to be so shameless as to openly compete with him for the Fuling Qing Pill before so many people. Was this not a blatant slap to his face?! "You!" Han Feng furrowed his brows, grinding his teeth in fury. "Yuan Yi, then there will be no need for us to continue our cooperation in the future."

"What did you say?!" Yuan Yi's eyes widened. "Brother Han, are you threatening me?"

There was only one Sixth-Rank Alchemist in the Black-Corner Region. Offending him was not a wise move for Yuan Yi, but the allure of the Eight-Grade Fuling Qing Pill was simply too irresistible. Letting it go like this was truly hard to accept.

The other Dou Huangs looked at one another, unsure what to do next. On one side was the Eight-Grade Fuling Qing Pill; on the other was Medicine Emperor Han Feng, who refined pills for them. Neither side could be abandoned.

Han Feng shouted, "If everyone is willing to yield this item to me, I promise to give you double what I previously promised!"

Upon hearing this, they all chose to support Medicine Emperor Han Feng. How could they pass up such a good opportunity? Moreover, Han Feng had already promised to give them double what he owed them, which was far better than the Fuling Qing Pill.

They might not necessarily obtain the Fuling Qing Pill, but Medicine Emperor Han Feng's promise would always stand. They could still tell which mattered more.

Earth Flame Sect Leader Ban Lao laughed. "With those words from you, Medicine Emperor, we are reassured. Yuan Yi, do you still intend to compete with the Medicine Emperor?"

"This..." Eight Gates Sect Leader Yuan Yi began to waver.

"Yuan Yi, if you are willing to give up, Han will treat this as though nothing happened. What I promised you before will still be honored. What do you say?"

Seeing that Medicine Emperor Han Feng had offered him a way out, Eight Gates Sect Leader Yuan Yi went along with it and said with a smile, "Hehe, since the Medicine Emperor has said so, how could I refuse? I was offensive just now, and I hope you will overlook it."

No one in the venue could stop Han Feng now. Some people left resentfully; there was no point in continuing to watch.

Han Feng's air of certain victory left the others helpless. After all, he was a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, and the wealth in his hands was beyond what anyone could contend with.

The people of the Black-Corner Region could have seized it by force, but under the pressure of a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, they could only give up resentfully.

"Fifty Million Gold Coins."

Just when everyone thought it was over, the silent powerhouse seated in Box Number Nine on the second floor suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing the other party's bid, Medicine Emperor Han Feng's face immediately darkened. He wanted to see which blind fool dared provoke a Sixth-Rank Alchemist! He turned toward Box Number Nine, only to find it shrouded in black mist. He could not see anyone inside, nor could he even sense the other party's aura.

"Who are you, sir? Why are you trying to snatch my Fuling Qing Pill?"

A voice came from Box Number Nine. "Hehehehe, an Auction has its rules. The highest bidder wins. Where does this talk of snatching come from?"

"You!"

Han Feng's expression turned grave. If it had been a powerhouse from the Black-Corner Region, he could have used his status to suppress them. But this person's origins were unknown, and their strength was unfathomable. How could he threaten them?!

"Sir, I am Medicine Emperor Han Feng of the Black-Corner Region. If you are willing to yield it to me, name whatever you want!"

"Besides, sir, offending a Sixth-Rank Alchemist is not a wise move."

Yet the person in Box Number Nine was not angered. Instead, they burst into loud laughter, their voice especially grim and terrifying, as piercing as a ghost's. "Hehehehe, merely a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, yet you think you are invincible under heaven?"

"The fool from Eight Gates Sect may fear you, but This Lord certainly will not."

Yuan Yi's face darkened. Mock him if you wanted, but why drag him into it too? Was this not bullying an honest man?!

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