Although the three Illusory Sword Sect elders presiding over the auction had said nothing, their expressions and movements clearly told everyone present that they had no intention of handing over the Cold Fragrance Grass.
A spirit herb that was fifteen thousand years old would attract fierce competition even from Integration stage cultivators, let alone Nascent Soul cultivators.
As for the one in his possession, the Early Nascent Soul elder before him had clearly failed to recognize it. Otherwise, he would never have offered twenty million spirit stones and then used a spirit herb that was fifteen thousand years old to make up the difference.
Qin Fengming was standing on the elevated platform, and his expression had already turned incredibly ugly.
The question was asked three times in succession, but aside from a wave of sighs, no one else called out a bid.
After all, surpassing the price of that fifteen-thousand-year-old spirit herb would probably require tens of millions of spirit stones. Everyone present was as cunning as an old fox, so naturally, no one was willing to compete any further.
"Hahaha, congratulations, Fellow Daoist. This Universe Stone belongs to you. Please come with me to settle the formalities." A mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator took the Cold Fragrance Grass, brought the Universe Stone along with it, and led Qin Fengming toward a place in the back.
From beginning to end, he showed not the slightest intention of returning the spirit herb to Qin Fengming, as though he feared that once it was in the other party's hands, the other party would no longer use it in the exchange.
When Qin Fengming emerged from that room, wherever he passed, he heard clicking tongues. Everyone seemed to be lamenting his loss, as though wondering how he could possibly have exchanged that spirit