PFC Chapter 480 Auction
Chapter 480 Auction
On the day of the auction.
Before dawn, the sky above Tianyuan Square was already filled with people.
The celestial beings in the front row all had chairs formed from spiritual energy under their bottoms. Some sat on lotus platforms, some on cloud formations, and some simply sat in mid-air.
The leaders of the five major sects are all adept at putting on airs.
Xiao Yi of Kunlun Domain leaned back in a white jade armchair, crossed his legs, and held two iron gallbladders in his hands.
Xu Tian from Penglai Island went even further, setting up a couch and sitting half-reclining, as if he were on vacation.
Qingyangzi sat upright in the void, eyes closed, meditating, surrounded by pure energy, like a statue.
Jian Shisan is the most unassuming—he stands on a suspended sword.
As for other forces and independent cultivators, they should honestly line up according to their cultivation level and power.
A high platform hangs in the very center of the square, which Tianyuan City has been building in the past few days.
At the hour of Chen (7-9 AM), the ground trembled, and the entire platform rose up like a tree, with spirit wood as its skeleton and a red carpet as its surface. The defensive array patterns engraved all around it automatically activated, and golden light flowed around it.
Each of the eight corners of the high platform is adorned with a dragon formed from spiritual energy, its head facing outwards, lifelike and vivid.
Eight city guards stood atop the dragon's head, all of them terrestrial immortals, arms folded, their eyes gleaming like lightning.
Zhang Yiyuan appeared out of thin air on the high platform.
He was dressed in a brand-new moon-white robe, his hair was combed meticulously, and even his beard was trimmed, making him look like he was getting married.
As Zhang Yiyuan stood in the center of the stage and looked around, the air seemed to freeze wherever his gaze fell.
The audience fell silent instantly. The square, filled with thousands of people, was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the wind blowing through the air.
Zhang Yiyuan didn't put on airs and spoke directly.
The voice wasn't loud, but every word carried the power of laws, clearly imprinted into everyone's ears:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I know you have been waiting for this for a long time, so I will not waste any more words. The auction will now begin."
As soon as the words were spoken, golden light exploded, revealing a line of large characters above the high platform:
Tianyuan City · Wanxian Auction.
Each word was as heavy as a mountain, so heavy it distorted the air itself.
The first item was lifted onto the high platform by a beam of light—a jar of ancient spirit wine.
The wine jar was transparent, and you could see the amber liquid inside slowly rotating. With each rotation, a ring of spiritual patterns rippled outwards.
"Millennial Intoxication, starting bid 500 spirit stones."
Several celestial beings who were fond of fine wine immediately perked up.
"Six hundred!"
"Seven hundred!"
"Nine hundred!"
"One thousand and two!"
A celestial being with a face full of scars stood up and shouted, "Two thousand!"
Seeing this, the others stopped fighting over it, since even celestial beings like them wouldn't lack thousand-year-old spirit wine.
The second item is a divine weapon of the Human Immortal level.
The starting bid was 2,000, and it went up to 20,000 before being sold to a rogue cultivator.
The third item, the fourth item, the eightieth item... one by one they were taken away as they were moved up to the top.
The bidding was in full swing; some people stood up, some held up their signs and wouldn't let go, and some were desperately trying to borrow money from those around them.
Item 980, Celestial-level cultivation technique, starting bid 5,000.
Several rogue cultivators argued heatedly, but in the end, a person completely wrapped in a black robe won the bid for 50,000 spirit stones.
The person disappeared from the spot after taking the picture, leaving not even a trace.
The 7981st item, the 982nd item... the 990th item... the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
When it came to the last item up for auction, Zhang Yiyuan took a deep breath.
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and the moment he uncorked it, a fragrant aroma gushed out, filling the entire square.
The noses of several celestial beings in the front row twitched, and their eyes immediately lit up.
Zhang Yiyuan poured out a pill, which was pure white with nine clearly visible pill patterns, each of which was slowly flowing, as if it were alive.
The audience erupted in chaos.
"Holy crap! The Nine-Striped Immortal Pill?!"
"This quality...it must have been something from ancient times, right?"
"Who's so generous? They'd actually put this thing out for a photoshoot?"
The well-informed one immediately replied, "He's from the Eastern Region, Lin Chen, the Prince of Zhenbei."
"That's the one..."
"Yes, that's him, the overlord of the Eastern Region."
Zhang Yiyuan raised his hand, and the murmurs gradually subsided. He looked around the audience, his voice calm but firm:
"Three top-grade Immortal Pills will be auctioned separately. The starting bid for the first pill is 10,000 spirit stones."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the bidding erupted like thunder.
"Fifteen thousand!"
"Twenty thousand!"
"Twenty-five thousand!"
"Thirty thousand!"
The one who asked for 30,000 was a rogue cultivator, wearing a gray cloth robe and with a scraggly beard; he didn't look like a wealthy person.
But when he shouted 30,000, he didn't even blink, and his voice was incredibly steady.
"Thirty-five thousand!" a voice came from the back of the crowd.
The gray-robed rogue cultivator glanced back, a smirk playing on his lips, then turned back: "Forty thousand."
The scene fell silent for a moment. Was it worth it to buy a Human Immortal Pill for 40,000 spirit stones? Yes.
This is a top-grade elixir for immortals. Consuming it will instantly grant you the status of a terrestrial immortal, with no side effects or bottlenecks.
Trading 40,000 spirit stones for a terrestrial immortal is a worthwhile deal.
But 40,000 is no small sum; an ordinary cultivator couldn't accumulate that much in three lifetimes.
"Forty-five thousand." An old man in the front row held up a sign. From Penglai Immortal Island.
The gray-robed rogue cultivator glanced at the old man, then touched his own storage bag, and sat down dejectedly.
"Fifty thousand!" Xiao Yi from Kunlun Domain lazily raised his sign.
The old man from Penglai Immortal Island frowned: "Sixty thousand."
Xiao Yi smiled slightly: "Seventy thousand."
"Eighty thousand." The old man remained expressionless.
Xiao Yi smiled at the old man and raised his sign: "Nine thousand."
The old man from Penglai Immortal Island stared at Xiao Yi for three seconds before taking back the sign.
The first Immortal Pill, worth 90,000 spirit stones, was returned to the Kunlun Domain.
Just then, a lazy voice drifted over from the square, neither too loud nor too soft, but everyone could hear it clearly.
"Wow, the Immortal Elixir is so valuable!"
Everyone looked up at the first row of seats in the air, where Lin Chen was lying on a recliner, with Shi Shi and Shi Shi serving him tea and fruit.
Lan Fenghuang, Yao Yao, Ling Bo, Mei Jiu Niang, and Yan Ruyu stood to one side.
"Although the highest bidder wins, but..." Lin Chen paused for a moment and said:
"But I'm offering this pill to benefit countless rogue cultivators. Your various sects have no shortage of powerful immortals; can't you share it with others?"
The square fell silent for a moment. Xiao Yi quickly stood up, cupped his hands in embarrassment, and said:
"Young Master Lin, a top-grade Immortal Pill is extremely rare, appearing only once in ten thousand years. The reason for auctioning it back in the Kunlun Domain is to see if we can even attempt to research it..."
Lin Chen waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Yi, and said calmly:
"I obtained this elixir by chance, and I have studied it. It cannot be replicated, so don't waste your effort."
Lin Chen had also studied it with Hua Tuo, and even Hua Tuo couldn't replicate it, so Lin Chen didn't believe that the people of Kunlun Domain could replicate it.
Xiao Yi opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lin Chen continued:
"Since you won the first one, it's yours according to the rules. I hope your major sects won't participate in the bidding for the next two. What do you think?"
Xiao Yi's face lit up with joy upon hearing this, but the expressions of the other major sects were rather unpleasant.
But after being glanced at by Lin Chen, they could only nod and reply, "As Young Master Lin says, we will not participate in the bidding!"
"Hmm!" Lin Chen hummed softly, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.
Zhang Yiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, cleared his throat, and said loudly:
"The second top-grade Immortal Pill—starting bid 10,000 spirit stones!"
The audience became lively again, but this time, everyone kept glancing at Lin Chen out of the corner of their eye.