This stage drew a great many responses from the Core Formation cultivators in the cave. Since the cultivators invited here by the Five Great Sects had mostly come with things they urgently needed to trade for, many were eager to participate.
Thus, as soon as Elder Yuan's voice faded, more than a hundred people immediately rose and walked toward the high platform ahead.
Qin Fengming had intended to stand, but seeing this scene, he sat back down.
"I have three scales from a sixth-level Crimson Flood Dragon. Surely all fellow Daoists know of the Crimson Flood Dragon. Its body naturally contains pure fire-attribute energy, and its scales hold an enormous amount of fire energy as well. If any fellow Daoist has enough Fire Cloud Stone for two rounds of refinement, these three Crimson Flood Dragon Scales will belong to you."
As an old man stepped onto the platform, the noisy cave below abruptly fell silent.
The Crimson Flood Dragon Scales were indeed precious treasures. However, a sixth-level Crimson Flood Dragon was somewhat lacking in rank for Qin Fengming at present.
But such scales were highly beneficial to cultivators who practiced fire-attribute techniques. Thus, the instant the old man's voice fell, a cultivator began transmitting to him.
In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the old man happily flew down from the platform. Immediately afterward, another middle-aged cultivator appeared upon it...
As time slowly passed, cultivators went up onto the platform and came back down one after another, like lanterns revolving in a procession.
The items everyone brought out were varied beyond measure. There were demon beast bones and hides, precious refining materials, spirit herbs four or five thousand years old, and ancient treasures, all appearing in endless succession. Some cultivators even brought out pills