The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1088 - 594: The Final Gavel

Apart from Heavenly Residence, the long-established local tyrant in Central Capital.

So, in this arduous battle, she finally became the victor.

"Is there no higher bid? Is there no higher offer?" The auctioneer looked wooden, his voice hoarse and mechanical. Standing from morning till the moon hung over willow tips, while being tormented by these extraordinary buyers, he always thought he would set a new record in the Southern Continent, becoming the first auctioneer to die of exhaustion at the auction house.

"Is there no higher bid?..."

He repeated seven or eight times, when suddenly he realized - no one was raising the bid!

The key point was, the crowd below had long been numb, hearing his broken shouts without any reaction.

The auctioneer suddenly became invigorated, as if he had been injected with adrenaline, raising his voice eight degrees, reviving the sleepy audience below: "No one is bidding anymore? Then the countdown begins, five, four, three——two——"

"One!"

The long-awaited gavel finally struck the surface.

"Sold! Nanming Lihuo Sword, sold for eighty-three million and five thousand Spirit Stones, congratulations to the buyer in box seven hundred and thirty-two!" The auctioneer was almost screaming! Emma, he finally completed his task, a Divine Artifact is indeed a Divine Artifact, the auction process was so thrilling, he must hurry home for a good meal to replenish!

One strike sealed the sound. Inside the box, Ning Xiaoxian closed her eyes and let out a long breath. Suddenly, a boundless joy surged, directly impacting the heart she had endured stimuli all day.

Jiu Mo, seeing her receiving the good news but appearing abnormal, was surprised and stepped forward, transmitting: "What is it?"

Ning Xiaoxian did not open her eyes but grabbed her arm tightly, transmitting: "Jiu Mo, I, I am so joyous in my heart!" Her voice was choked with emotion, unable to contain herself.

Changtian, I finally secured the Nanming Lihuo Sword for you, are you happy?

Jiu Mo’s heart suddenly filled with a slight pity. Even as an elder, Ning Xiaoxian was still just a girl shy of her twenties. Such layered pressure, such tedious strategy, even a giant demon couldn’t bear it, who knows how she managed?

In this moment of distraction, Ning Xiaoxian had already released her hand and turned to Steward Wu gently saying: "Please bring the items I won at Bai Yujing, I’ll sign for them now!"

Steward Wu knew she was eager to obtain the Nanming Lihuo Sword - whoever won such a great treasure would want to settle and leave quickly - nodded and hurried out.

She then turned to the servant inside the box and said: "Let us be alone for a while."

Once the servant also left, no outsiders remained in the box, Ning Xiaoxian slowly sat down, and her face suddenly turned pale, apparently she was no longer concealing herself. Even the careless Qi Zai noticed something amiss, anxiously asking: "What happened, is someone plotting against you?"

Ning Xiaoxian kept her eyes closed and did not answer. As he was about to ask again, he was stopped by Jiu Mo, who shook his head, signaling him not to speak.

Ning Xiaoxian disregarded the outside noise, concentrating solely on circulating the True One Technique.

Knowing her own struggles, today was very difficult for her. First, the excitement of witnessing the Divine Sword’s emergence, then the distress of insufficient Silver Coin, followed by Elder Qi’s hundred forms of difficulty at Heavenly Residence, and the various negotiations with Heavenly Residence, with Elder Qi, and even with Elder Bian. Meanwhile, she watched the price of the Divine Sword being raised step by step, while feeling powerless and anxious with her meager resources, along with incessant calculations and deliberations!

The reason being, the Nanming Lihuo Sword was too important to her. Others contended for the Divine Sword, yet if not obtained, it was just a matter for envy. Only she, could not afford to lose! From beginning to end, she was cautious, not knowing how much Heart Power she spent, fearing every misstep would miss the sole hope to release Changtian.

Finally, when the Divine Sword was secured, the violent and intense joy suddenly hit her heart, causing sudden heart pain.

Such complex emotions, such convoluted processes, such laborious calculations, such grand joy and sorrow, anxiety and anger experiences, even if she were made of iron, she eventually couldn’t withstand it. At this moment of weakness, her body and mind suddenly felt exhausted, wanting dearly to lie down and sleep for three days and nights.

She knew this was a manifestation of overextending her Heart Soul, realizing at last the importance of cultivating temperament that Changtian always emphasized. But now they remained in a place of trouble, outside were unknown plots against her and Hidden Stream. She remembered those so glaring at her, at Hidden Stream, she still had to muster up strength to sustain her.

Her two subordinates dared not disturb her, and the box became silent.

Ning Xiaoxian firmly gathered her mind, slowly rotating the Heart Technique several circulations.

After unknown time passed, she felt slightly better, only then slowly opened her eyes. Having suffered Divine Soul injury, she knew aside from Soul Cultivation, such damages could only be remedied by rest and sleep. Anyway, upon securing the Divine Sword, she would immediately leave Central Capital, then could find time to nurture her body.

At this moment, the exquisite wooden door of the box was lightly knocked, Steward Wu arrived, followed by the brawny man in black, bringing all the items she won at Bai Yujing. (To be continued. If you like this work, it’s appreciated to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)