Sabotage in the Dark

Many Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators had come to attend the auction, but only a very small number actually placed bids.

Very soon.

The cries of bidding ceased.

"I bid the primordial spirit of an early Spirit Transformation Realm demon beast!"

"Hmph, I bid a low-grade spirit artifact, plus the primordial spirit of a mid-stage Spirit Transformation Realm demon beast."

"The primordial spirit and intact body of a late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm demon beast, plus a mid-grade spirit artifact!"

Everyone turned to look at the last bidder.

The primordial spirit of a late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm demon beast, along with its intact body.

That alone was already worth a considerable sum.

Yet he was also adding a mid-grade spirit artifact.

With such an offer, no one could possibly compete with him.

Although many island factions occupied by Cultivators were scattered throughout the Myriad Demon Sea, aside from Mist Fiend Island, Ice Demon Island, and Bliss Island, the other island factions were rather ordinary.

Many Spirit Transformation Realm experts who ruled over an island might possess only a single spirit artifact-level treasure.

No one would trade their entire fortune merely to live another five hundred years.

Unless they were absolutely confident that they could break through to a higher realm within those five hundred years.

But on the path of cultivation, some people might spend their entire lives unable to overcome a bottleneck.

Others might encounter a fortunate opportunity and break through with ease.

In the end, it all depended somewhat on "fate."

Lü Liang excitedly swept his gaze across the many Cultivators.

"Is anyone offering a higher price?"

"If not, then the Yin-Yang Life-Extending Pill will go to this fellow Daoist."

"I will now count down. Three, two, one... sold!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Lü Liang swept the