Bidding

Although he still had four thousand five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones left, Ye Xiwen found himself severely lacking in Spirit Stones. The speed at which he consumed them was terrifying; he was essentially exchanging Spirit Stones for cultivation speed.

Early in the morning, Ye Xiwen woke up exceptionally early. Instead of shutting himself in his room, he decided to head to the city's largest auction house, the Tian Yin Auction House.

Ye Xiwen's reason for going to the Tian Yin Auction House was that the City Lord's Mansion had finally made an announcement. There were four Xiantian Pills refined this time. The City Lord's Mansion kept two, and the remaining two would be auctioned at the Tian Yin Auction House, the largest auction house in the city, three days later.

Instantly, the Tian Yin Auction House became the target of everyone's attention. If it were any other auction house, it would likely have been trampled into the ground by various martial artists in no time. But this was the Tian Yin Auction House. The Tian Yin Auction House had branches in many places, with its headquarters located in the capital of the Dayue Kingdom. It was a top-tier power within the Dayue Kingdom, and these people couldn't afford to provoke it.

Ye Xiwen planned to go and take a look. Moreover, it was currently the Tian Yin Auction House's monthly auction, so there might be some good items up for auction.

The Tian Yin Auction House was very famous in Tian Yuan City, and Ye Xiwen found it with ease.

The moment Ye Xiwen first saw the Tian Yin Auction House, he felt its grandeur. It truly lived up to its reputation as a large auction house with branches all over the country.

The Tian Yin Auction House, already bustling on normal days, was even more crowded now. A large number of martial artists were pouring into it. Fortunately, the internal space of the Tian Yin Auction House was large enough; otherwise, with so many martial artists, a significant portion might not even be able to get inside.

Just as Ye Xiwen was about to enter, he was stopped by a guard who informed him that he needed to pay a fee of five Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Ye Xiwen cursed the guard internally for being too greedy, but seeing that everyone else was obediently paying, he didn't say anything more. After paying five Low-Grade Spirit Stones, Ye Xiwen entered the Tian Yin Auction House.

Ye Xiwen quickly found a seat. It was understood that the Tian Yin Auction House held about ten auctions a day, each lasting about an hour. One could enter and bid at any time.

He was seated in a regular spot. On the second floor, there were private VIP boxes, which were not accessible to ordinary martial artists.

"Bang!" The sound of a wooden mallet striking a table echoed throughout the auction hall. An old man in a white robe appeared before the table, holding a wooden mallet.

Ye Xiwen was greatly surprised. This old man in the white robe was actually a master at the Houtian Ninth Stage. The Tian Yin Auction House's foundation was indeed profound, sending a Houtian Ninth Stage master to host this auction.

However, due to the matter of the Xiantian Pills from the City Lord's Mansion in the past few days, many martial artists had come. Most of the attendees were experts, and without an expert to preside, it would be difficult to control these individuals.

"Thank you all for coming to our auction house's first auction of the day despite your busy schedules. As always, the auctions organized by our auction house will definitely not disappoint you!" the old man in the white robe said slowly.

"I believe you are all familiar with our rules, so I will not repeat them. Let us begin the auction immediately. The first item for this auction is an alloy longsword. It is definitely a top-quality weapon, an excellent weapon!" the old man in the white robe said.

At this moment, a maid came forward, carrying a silver tray, and placed it on the table. The old man in the white robe lifted the red cloth covering the silver tray, revealing a finely crafted, pale red longsword lying quietly on the tray.

Ye Xiwen had no use for this longsword. He practiced saber techniques and used a saber. Moreover, he felt that the saber he was currently using was far superior to this treasured sword.

Although Ye Xiwen looked down on it, many people eyed it with envy. Soon, this treasured sword was bought by someone for two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Ye Xiwen knew that this was just an appetizer; the main course had not yet arrived. As expected, the Tian Yin Auction House subsequently brought out some decent weapons and rare materials, but none of them stirred Ye Xiwen's interest. Ye Xiwen had no use for them, so he did not participate in the bidding.

Gradually, even people in the VIP boxes began to compete, making bids. Compared to those below, people in the VIP boxes were undoubtedly more generous.

After about half an hour, the auctioneer's words suddenly piqued Ye Xiwen's interest.

"The next item we will be auctioning is a cultivation manual!" the old man in the white robe said with a smile. "It is a body-refining technique. According to our appraisal, it might be a Xiantian-level technique, but it is incomplete. However, even when incomplete, it is no worse than an intermediate-level technique!"

As he spoke, he unveiled the red canvas. A slightly tattered manual was revealed, with the words "Overlord Body Art" written on it.

"The starting bid for this 'Overlord Body Art' is two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones!" the old man in the white robe announced.

For an ordinary Xiantian-level technique, two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones wouldn't even get you a glance. However, for an incomplete one, that was another story, especially an incomplete technique that was only comparable to an intermediate-level technique. It meant it was severely damaged.

But that was for others. For Ye Xiwen, this was not a problem at all. He had already tried it; he could indeed deduce cultivation techniques. As long as he had enough Spirit Stones, he could fully deduce a Xiantian technique.

For him, a body-refining technique was exactly what he needed.

"Three hundred and fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones!" Ye Xiwen called out first.

"Four hundred!" As soon as Ye Xiwen finished speaking, a voice from a VIP box called out.

"Four hundred and ten!" Ye Xiwen added ten more.

"Five hundred!" The person in the VIP seat increased the bid by another significant margin.

No way, five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones! You could buy a slightly inferior advanced technique for that price. Were they just throwing money away?

"Five hundred and fifty!" Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and said.

"Six hundred!" The other party raised the price again.

Only Ye Xiwen and the VIP in the box were still bidding. For ordinary martial artists, spending six hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones on an incomplete technique was a rip-off!

For those VIPs, an intermediate-level technique wouldn't warrant such a price. Thus, in the end, only Ye Xiwen and the VIP in the box were left bidding against each other.

Brothers and sisters, the competition in the previous chapters was too fierce. Dare you give me more support!