"An eighth-grade elixir!"
The moment those four words were uttered, they caused an uproar in the auction house. A clamor resounded throughout the venue, and everyone's attention, including those in all the private boxes on the stage, was instantly drawn to Xiao Kuo's words. Even Xiao Yan, at this moment, couldn't help but be moved, his face showing a ripple of emotion, and his interested gaze turned to Xiao Kuo in the center of the auction stage for the first time.
On the auction stage, Elder Zhang Xiao Kuo's smile grew even warmer upon seeing the scene before him. He chuckled, and then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, his withered hand once again touched the stone platform in front of him. Immediately afterward, a jade box the size of a palm appeared in the sight of everyone present.
The jade box was opened, and a suction force slowly emanated from Xiao Kuo's right palm. He carefully took out a pill the size of a longan from the box and then held it up slightly towards the auction hall.
The pill was fairly round overall, but under Xiao Yan's gaze, its color appeared mottled. The rich aroma that should have been present was now scattered like smoke, neither forming a shape nor transforming into a dragon. Upon closer inspection, one could even see that the pill had some unevenness...
"This pill is not Formed Pill; it's merely a flawed refining attempt."
Upon realizing this, Xiao Yan's initial expectations immediately dropped significantly. The value of this so-called eighth-grade pill naturally diminished in his eyes. What good would it do to keep a pill that wasn't even a semi-finished product? It was utterly worthless.
However, just as Xiao Yan shook his head and sighed, Bai Hua behind him placed a hand on his shoulder and murmured a reassuring voice.
"Purchase!"
Xiao Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Could it be that he had misjudged the situation?
At the auction, as the pill appeared, the intense gazes of many powerful figures present changed. Clearly, they had also noticed the problem with the pill. Subsequently, the countless eyes that were excited just a moment ago gradually closed in.
On the auction stage, Xiao Kuo watched the scene unfold, his smile still warm, his old eyes slowly sweeping across the entire room, as if he had foreseen it all.
When the atmosphere on the field cooled down to its lowest point, Xiao Kuo finally spoke again.
"Everyone, have you ever heard of... the Creation Pill?"
As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent. The three simple words echoed in the ears of countless powerful figures. Some of them were already discussing the many stories about this pill. Inside the private room, Xiao Yan's expression tightened the moment he heard the name. His eyes, which had been filled with curiosity, now revealed a hint of fervor as he looked at the pill.
The Creation Pill, ranked eighth, may not be considered a top-tier pill, but it possesses an astonishing effect that drives everyone crazy: it cleanses the marrow and transforms the body. Once ingested, one is destined to become a powerful being at the Yuan Zun level!
As far as Xiao Yan knew, the original recipe for the Creation Pill Creation Pill had long been buried in the long river of history, and no one in the world knew how to make it. Although the Creation Pill in front of him was only a defective product, if he could use it to understand the pharmacology, then perhaps he would have a chance to recreate the Creation Pill!
"Heh, it's just a failed pill. Even the renowned Creation Pill has lost its original value. Nowadays, only alchemists can be interested in it."
A slightly hoarse, aged voice suddenly rang out in the quiet arena. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man dressed in an alchemist's robe slowly rising from the stands. The badge on his chest that marked his identity as a member of the Pill Tower caused many people in the arena to change their expressions.
"Therefore, in my opinion, I am the only alchemist present. Since that is the case, I will take the loss and offer a seventh-grade pill to bid for this failed attempt."
The old man coldly swept his gaze across the entire room, grinned, stroked his beard with one hand, and chuckled softly. As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve, and a stream of light shot towards the auction stage. Although the people present showed their dissatisfaction, when they thought of the Pill Tower badge on the old man's chest, they had no choice but to sit back down.
On the auction stage, Xiao Kuo also frowned at the scene before him. He was well aware that the old man had deliberately revealed the flaws of the Creation Pill and intended to use the name of the Pill Tower to suppress the crowd, with the aim of taking it over with this mere seventh-grade pill.
In this situation, if no one bids against it, even if it offers a very low price, the auction house will probably have no choice but to sell it at a loss!
"Hateful!"
As he watched the pill shoot towards him like a shooting star, Xiao Kuo's facial muscles twitched involuntarily. Although he managed to maintain a smile, his mood was absolutely terrible.
They had expected over a million Spirit Stone for this Creation Pill, but now this guy wants to take it for himself with just a seventh-grade pill. The loss is considerable!
"I'll offer three seventh-grade pills."
However, just as everyone thought the Creation Pill would fall into the old man's hands, a clear and bright voice suddenly rang out from a private room, exploding like thunder in the quiet space.
"Buzz!"
Almost simultaneously, the pill flying through the air was stopped by an invisible force, and then with a whoosh, it shot towards the old man on the stands.
On the auction stage, Xiao Kuo's face regained its smile. If someone was willing to break the deadlock in the auction, it meant that this Creation Pill could fetch an even higher price.
"Three seventh-grade pills, everyone, is there anyone willing to offer a higher price?"
Xiao Kuo's gaze lingered on the private room where Xiao Yan and the others were. He nodded and chuckled, then swept his gaze across the room and smiled.
At the same time, the old man on the platform flicked his sleeve, catching the incoming pills. He then looked displeased at the private box where Xiao Yan and the others were, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice:
"I'll offer four."
Five!
Inside the private room, calm words followed. The old man's furrowed brows deepened, his angry gaze fixed on the room. His hand beneath his sleeve slowly clenched into a fist. After hesitating several times, he finally spoke:
"Six seventh-grade pills. If you can offer a higher price, I will concede them to you."
Before the situation becomes clear, any bidding or call of bids could be orchestrated by the auction house. However, with the old man's words and no outsiders involved, the bidder has no choice but to participate, unless...
I'll put up seven.
Inside the private room, Xiao Yan met Xiao Kuo's gaze on the stage and smiled as he spoke.