He picked up the Mysterious Yang Pill and examined it carefully in his palm.
His movements were slow and meticulous, as if he were handling a fragile antique.
First, gently touch the flowing flame patterns on the surface of the pill with your fingertips.
The sensation at my fingertips wasn't a burning pain, but a warm, smooth, and gentle warmth.
That kind of heat isn't the heat of high temperature, but a warmth at the energy level, a sign that extremely pure fire-attribute energy is perfectly locked inside the elixir.
There were no toxins or impurities left, and it was so pure that even Dugu Bo, who dealt with all kinds of poisons year-round, found it unbelievable.
He nodded slightly, a gesture so subtle that only he himself knew it.
Then he held the pill up to his eyes and, using the light, observed its translucency and color from different angles.
Under the light, the cinnabar body appeared as a translucent crimson, like the finest ruby, or like a piece of glass that had been heated to the perfect temperature.
Inside, several faint golden veins could be seen slowly flowing.
Those are the traces left by the medicinal power as it circulates naturally within the pill, much like the meridians in the human body, delivering the medicinal power to every corner of the pill.
Dugu Bo had never seen this internal structure in any elixir before; the medicinal power of ordinary elixirs is evenly distributed throughout the entire elixir.
However, the medicinal power of this Mysterious Yang Pill circulates within the pill according to a specific pattern.
This control over the distribution of medicinal power alone surpasses that of any alchemist Dugu Bo knows.
Then he brought it close to his nose and sniffed it, closing his eyes to carefully distinguish the various components in the medicinal fragrance.
This is his old profession—distinguishing smells is a basic skill for poison doctors.
He could smell the aroma of at least seven medicinal herbs.
He could barely identify the major categories of five of them: spiritual herbs with fire attributes, root and rhizome herbs that warm and nourish the meridians, and neutral herbs that harmonize the medicinal properties.
But he couldn't accurately distinguish the remaining two.
Dugu Bo frowned slightly. Finally, he probed the pill with an extremely subtle Soul Power, tracing the distribution and density of the medicinal power along its veins.
His Soul Power slowly permeated his body, and he felt the medicinal power was like a finely woven energy net, with each strand of medicinal power perfectly fixed in a specific position.
It neither overflows nor shrinks inward, forming a perfect balance.
He tried to touch the core of the energy network with his Soul Power, but as soon as his Soul Power got close, it was bounced back by a gentle resistance.
That's not defense, but an instinctive repulsion—like forcibly pressing two magnets of the same polarity together; the harder you try, the less you can push them apart.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, and a hint of undisguised shock flashed in his usually sharp, eagle-like eyes.
He Xiao Xin placed the pill back onto the crystal tray, pausing slightly as his fingers left it, as if reluctant to part with a priceless treasure.
Then he turned around and faced the hundreds of silent guests below the stage, remaining silent for a few moments.
He was carefully choosing his words. He didn't know what words to use to describe the elixir.
Its exquisite nature surpassed that of any elixir he had ever seen in his life.
"This pill is fine."
He finally spoke, his voice carrying an unprecedented solemnity.
"The purity of its medicinal properties and the wonder of its formula are unparalleled in my life."
Having lived for so many years, I have seen no fewer than a thousand kinds of elixirs, and I have personally refined hundreds of Poison Pill.
But this is the first time I've ever seen a pill like the Mysterious Yang Pill before me, which perfectly blends medicinal power with the energy of heaven and earth.
This pill contains an extremely special kind of fire-attribute energy, unlike any fire-attribute Soul Power we commonly see.
This energy is purer and closer to the origin of fire.
What it stimulates after consumption is the user's own accumulated potential, rather than forcibly infusing Soul Power from the outside. Therefore, there are no side effects or hidden dangers.
He paused, glancing at the silent guests below the stage.
He could see the Adam's apples bobbing up and down on the front row of several mercenary captains, and he could hear a suppressed gasp coming from a private room on the second floor.
He raised his voice even higher, each word seeming to strike the ears of the crowd like a hammer blow:
"The most conservative estimate is that if Soul King takes it, his Soul Power will increase by one level."
If one has a solid foundation and a well-developed body, and still has excess medicinal power after breaking through, reaching two levels is entirely possible.
A collective gasp rippled through the audience.
The sound of hundreds of people simultaneously inhaling was exceptionally clear in the quiet hall, like a gust of wind sweeping through a wheat field.
With Poison Douluo personally verifying the statement, no one present dared to question its weight.
Although Dugu Bo was not an alchemist, his poison skills were unparalleled on the continent, and few people on the entire continent could match his understanding of medicinal properties and pharmacology.
After all, poison and medicine are of the same origin, and one who can recognize all poisons can certainly distinguish all medicines.
If he said it was "the only time I've ever seen anything like it," then it truly was the only time I've ever seen anything like it.
Several sect representatives who had previously been skeptical, thinking that the Dark Hall was using fake medicine to deceive people, now had faces full of surprise and annoyance.
They regretted not bringing more gold coins, and they also regretted speaking ill of the Dark Hall in the teahouse earlier.
Their men were already rapidly calculating how much money they had brought with them and whether they could temporarily transfer funds from the city branch.
Several more shrewd representatives were already planning how to secretly contact the people from the Dark Hall after the auction.
Buying directly from the Dark Hall, bypassing the auction bidding, might be cheaper.
Shopkeeper Qian nodded in satisfaction.
That's exactly the effect he wanted—the sense of trust that comes from authoritative authentication cannot be replaced by any sweet talk.
Dugu Bo's words were more effective than a thousand words he uttered on the auction stage.
He then turned towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School's private room and bowed slightly as well.
" Sect Master Ning, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the number one auxiliary sect in the world, and its understanding of elixirs is equally profound."
Everyone knows that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the strongest Auxiliary System Martial Soul in the world. Its ability to perceive various energies far surpasses that of ordinary Soul Master, and it can distinguish the most subtle attributes and changes in energy.
"I wonder if Sect Master Ning would do me the honor of being here to bear witness for all of us present?"
Ning Fengzhi a smile. This was the moment he had been waiting for.
He walked slowly down the stairs from the private room, his steps unhurried, the hem of his blue robe gleaming softly under the light.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin remained in the private room, eyes closed, resting, with his ancient longsword resting horizontally on his lap.
Even before the sword was drawn, its sword intent was already overflowing, causing the light gauze hanging outside the private room window to tremble slightly.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong, rose and followed behind Ning Fengzhi, each step he took as steady as a mountain.
Ning Rongrong remained alone in the private room, standing by the window with her hands on the window frame, her eyes following her father's figure as he walked onto the auction stage.
Today she was wearing a light green dress, her long hair half up and half down, and her bright eyes held a complex emotion that was hard to describe.
She saw her father walk onto the auction stage and see him take the elixir from Dugu Bo's hand.
Seeing hundreds of eyes watching his father's every move, a feeling that was hard to describe welled up inside me.
Ning Fengzhi walked onto the auction stage and took the Mysterious Yang Pill from Dugu Bo.
The two powerful figures of their time exchanged a brief glance on the auction stage. Dugu Bo nodded slightly, and Ning Fengzhi returned the gesture with a smile.
Then Ning Fengzhi's method of identification surprised everyone present.
Instead of using his Soul Power to probe, he closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, using his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul to perceive the energy attributes contained in the pill.
His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the strongest Auxiliary System Martial Soul in the world. Its ability to perceive various energies far surpasses that of ordinary Soul Master, and it can distinguish the most subtle attributes and changes in energy.
In his perception, the fire-attribute energy within this pill was like a meticulously constructed energy tower.
The bottom layer is a gentle foundation of medicinal power, as stable and solid as the earth; the middle layer is a gradually rising pure yang fire, like flames spiraling upwards within the tower;
At the very top is the energy core, suppressed to its extreme, like a sun sealed at the top of a tower.
Each layer of energy perfectly restrains and reinforces the others, forming a near-perfect energy cycle.
This structure is extremely delicate, and the slightest mistake can lead to an energy imbalance.
Either the medicine is too potent and burns out the meridians, or it is too mild and cannot break through the bottleneck.
However, the person who refined this pill had perfectly balanced the two aspects.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, and a hint of undisguised admiration flashed in his usually gentle and composed eyes.
His voice remained as gentle and warm as jade, but it carried a hint of solemnity.
"The fire-attribute energy contained in this pill is extremely pure, without the slightest impurity. The ingenuity of the formula is truly astounding."
Auxiliary System Soul Master are all about precise control of energy, and while the energy contained in this pill is powerful...
However, it has undergone an extremely ingenious process so that it will not cause any damage to the meridians when released into the human body.
The person who refined this elixir was not only a master alchemist, but also a Grandmaster with a profound understanding of the nature of energy.
He paused, raised his voice slightly, and slowly swept his gaze across the guests below the stage, finally settling on the few private rooms on the second floor that had not yet been identified.
He knew who was sitting in those private rooms.
He slowly uttered a sentence that sent a chill down the spines of everyone present:
"I can say with certainty that this Mysterious Yang Pill can not only help Soul King break through his bottleneck."
This method is also effective for veteran Soul Emperor who have been stuck at the peak of Soul Emperor for many years without making any progress. At least it can unleash most of their accumulated potential, laying the foundation for their attempt to break through to Soul Saint.
These words ignited the atmosphere in the entire auction hall.
A buzz of discussion arose from the audience.
Dugu Bo said that Soul King level increase was a conservative estimate, Ning Fengzhi said that Soul Emperor could also benefit.
With two influential figures from across the continent endorsing it, this assessment can no longer be described as merely "authoritative"; it's as if the Mysterious Yang Pill has been stamped with two irrefutable seals of certification.
But more importantly, Ning Fengzhi's last words were like a key, unlocking the door to "greed" in the hearts of all the distinguished guests present.
While the Mysterious Yang Pill itself is indeed precious, its true value lies not in the pill itself, but in the name behind it.
The Dark Hall. Xiao Yan.
This person can produce a pill of the Mysterious Yang Pill level, which can directly boost the cultivation of Soul King and allow Soul Emperor to accumulate resources.
Does that mean he has even higher-grade pills in his possession?
The Soul King used a pill that allowed him to break through to the next level, Soul Emperor used a pill that allowed him to accumulate power and resources.
What about Soul Saint? What about Titled Douluo?
At that moment, the person in charge of every faction present thought of the same thing.
Every gold coin spent today wasn't for buying pills, but rather to curry favor with Xiao Yan and pave the way for potentially higher-grade pills in the future.
Pills can be refined again, but the opportunity to establish a relationship with a master alchemist capable of refining pills of this caliber is gone forever.
There's probably no other alchemist of this caliber on the entire continent.
As long as we can get in touch with him, it will no longer be a pipe dream for the core members of the sect to break through their bottlenecks.
The bidding for the first batch of Mysterious Yang Pill began the moment Ning Fengzhi returned to his private room.