He had exchanged imprints with Shen Xiaomao and Ruan Qingzhu, after all. Since they had already signed Heaven's Mystery Contracts, they were trustworthy partners in an offensive and defensive alliance.
They lingered in the merchant guild until night, and the Spirit Sign auction began.
It was rather different from the auction Lu Ye had imagined. Every cultivator participating in the auction received a little object of unknown material from Heaven's Mystery Merchant Guild. It was about the length of a finger and looked like a jade finger.
After the merchant guild's steward explained how to use it, Lu Ye held the jade finger in his own compartment and sank his mind into it.
In an instant, the scene shifted. It was somewhat similar to his every experience entering Heaven's Mystery Vault; his mind appeared at once inside a small sealed room.
There was nothing else in the small room, only Spirit Signs suspended in midair one after another. White ones were the most numerous, over a hundred of them. Then came green, with a dozen or so; blue, with a few; and in the center was a purple one, unique and unmatched!
Who knew which lucky fellow had snatched up this Purple Spirit Sign, only to put it up for auction instead of using it himself.
It was understandable, though. Cultivation consumed far too many resources, and many cultivators lived in straitened circumstances. This would not change just because a cultivator's cultivation improved.
Beside every Spirit Sign was a numerical marker. As Lu Ye watched, these numbers were constantly changing and increasing.
After looking for a moment, Lu Ye understood. The changing numbers beside the Spirit Signs represented their prices.
At this very moment, there must have been many cultivators like him, their minds sunk into this little space as