While Jiang Lu was lost in thought, the bidding had already reached ninety High-grade Spirit Stones and showed signs of climbing to a hundred.
Before long, Lingling's voice rang out:
"One hundred and one High-grade Spirit Stones, going once!"
"One hundred and one High-grade Spirit Stones, going twice!"
"One hundred and one High-grade Spirit Stones, going three times!"
"Sold!"
With the fall of Lingling's gavel, the Realm-Breaking Pill went to a cultivator in a private room on the second floor.
As the auction continued, Jiang Lu noticed that there were quite a few lots besides those listed in the auction catalog.
These had been added at the last minute and slipped in among the other lots.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"
Cutie suddenly grew excited and squeaked toward the auction floor.
Jiang Lu looked down. A new lot had been carried in, and as soon as it was set on the stage, Lingling introduced it:
"This next lot is rather unusual. It's only a stone, but fire cannot burn it, and water cannot penetrate it. According to our appraiser, it may be the legendary—Thunder Stone."
At those words, silence fell. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the stage.
Then the hall erupted in discussion.
"Thunder Stone! That's the stuff of legend!"
"Is it real?"
"The Medicine King Pavilion doesn't sell fakes."
"But... putting it up for auction here? Isn't that using a broadsword to kill a chicken?"
"Real or not, we can forget about it! Even if we had the means to buy it, what would we do with it?"
The people nearby exchanged glances. That was true enough.
Thunder Stone was formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Only after a hundred, perhaps even a thousand, years of lightning strikes in a land of thunder did it become a stone the