Peacock Spirit

Though it had only this one effect, both demons and Cultivators flocked to it like ducks to water. After all, having it was practically the same as having an extra life.

Yan Chihuo heard that the item was Sacred Body Qinglian, then heard a demon beside him explain its effects to a friend. Not only did he feel no reluctance to part with it—he wanted to sell the Qinglian even more.

Yan Chihuo possessed an Undying Body, so Sacred Body Qinglian was basically useless to him. As for the high-grade treasures on him, every last one was something he could use. Selling them here in exchange for Seven Poison Liquid would be far too poor a bargain.

The Bear Demon said, "Fellow Daoist, name your price. We'll buy this Sacred Body Qinglian outright."

"Old Bear, that's not following the rules, is it? He intends to auction it, but you want to buy it directly. That doesn't seem right." A tiger demon at the side spoke coldly.

The Bear Demon immediately realized he had misspoken and laughed. "Wasn't I just startled by this treasure?"

Then he said to Yan Chihuo, "Fellow Daoist, how do you intend to auction this Sacred Body Qinglian?"

Though Yan Chihuo did not know Sacred Body Qinglian's exact value and had never held an auction before, he had possessed considerable business experience before entering the cultivation world. After a brief ponder, he made a rough estimate of its worth.

Sacred Body Qinglian was certainly worth far more than something like a Blood Transformation Pill; the Bear Demon's attitude alone made that clear. Still, this Sacred Body Qinglian ought to be comparable to a treasure like Liquid Gold.

Though Sacred Body Qinglian practically granted one a chance at rebirth, whether one's cultivation could be preserved after using it