Many talismans were pasted all over the surface of the water tank. In the sealed space, a merfolk over half a zhang long floated on the surface of the water.
The merfolk's features were extremely similar to a human's, with perfect facial features and two natural pale-blue tear troughs beneath its eyes, which only added a few notes of bewitching charm.
Its figure was graceful. Its swelling chest was covered by breastplate-like armor growing from its ribs, and below the waist were fine scales of blue and white.
Though the water tank was enormous, it was still an immense shackle for this merfolk. It shifted its position inside the tank with great difficulty, lowering its head and striving to avoid the burning gazes of the many cultivators present.
This gesture made it seem all the more pitiful, stirring the blood of many cultivators in the hall, who each gave rise to thoughts of either protecting it or trampling it.
"A pure-blooded merfolk. Starting bid, seven hundred and fifty spirit stones!"
The middle-aged cultivator shouted.
"I bid nine hundred spirit stones!"
"One thousand spirit stones!"
The price shot up rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had already passed one thousand.
Lu Xuan watched coldly from the sidelines, with no intention of making a move.
If this merfolk had still been in its juvenile state, he would have had some interest—not for any other reason, but purely because he wanted to raise it to maturity and obtain a white light orb.
But judging from the figure and appearance of the merfolk before him, it was not far from full maturity. Spending a large number of spirit stones to buy it and raise it would not be very worthwhile.
In the end, the merfolk was won by a foundation