And they had only one goal.
To fight over the sole chance to hear Fairy Qing play an immortal melody.
It came only once every three years. The opportunity was rare.
As for the method of competing for it, it was much the same as an auction.
Why say much the same?
Because it was somewhat different from an auction, where the highest bidder won. The crux lay in whether you could bring out a treasure that satisfied Fairy Qing.
Mere Spirit Stones were not something she wanted.
And since this woman's zither music was so extraordinary, with the effect of improving cultivation and breaking through bottlenecks, Cultivators naturally flocked to it like ducks to water. Every competition was fierce beyond measure.
The wide-robed old man did not have much lifespan left, and in order to have one fewer competitor, he had offered such generous terms to the cultivator surnamed Wu.
Although aside from the two of them, there were still more than ten Dongxuan Realm cultivators who had come because of her reputation.
In his view, however, only the cultivator surnamed Wu in gray clothes was a formidable rival. The others were nothing to fear. As long as he persuaded the cultivator surnamed Wu not to compete with him, he had at least an eighty percent chance of winning this chance to listen to the immortal melody.
Of course, the two were using a secret voice transmission technique, so no one else knew what they were saying.
"Well, Brother Wu, you don't need to do anything. You only have to give up competing with Zhao, and this Fragrant Jade-Shattering Pill will be yours. Fellow Daoist, though you do not have much lifespan left, a mere three years is still something you can afford to wait. As long as you