Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 294



Chapter 294

When the first half of the auction, consisting of several hundred spirit items, passed at a relatively steady pace, the beginning of the second half instantly revitalized Wang Yu’s spirits.

Because the next auction item was actually the beautiful catwoman auctioneer herself. Surprisingly, she sold for the average price of a third-rank spirit item, reaching a final price of one hundred fifty thousand spirit stones.

No one knew which wealthy lecher had made the purchase.

After selling herself, Heaven Treasure Pavilion replaced her with another auctioneer of a completely different style. This one was dressed extremely conservatively, her features delicate and well defined. Her cheeks turned rosy whenever she introduced an item, giving her the gentle air of an innocent girl next door.

Some people preferred this kind of taste.

During the first half, Wang Yu made quite a few bids.

He purchased one piece of Blood Dragon Essence for five hundred sixty thousand spirit stones. He had obtained a palm-sized piece in the past, but this one was as large as a basketball, an excellent supplement for his Body-refining needs.

He also paid four hundred thirty thousand spirit stones for a Spirit Soul Stone. Combined with the juice of Illusory Grass, it could greatly enhance the divine sense of a Core Formation cultivator.

Just a few days ago, while wandering Tianbao City, he had bought a stalk of Illusory Grass. It was perfect.

With this, Wang Yu was confident he could raise his divine sense to the peak of the mid third rank in a short time. After that, by refining a supreme-grade Soul Dream Essense Pill, he would surely step into the late third rank of divine sense.Then, with his cultivation realm improving and with the aid of treasures like the Hundred Ghosts Soul-Nurturing Liquid, he might reach the peak of the third rank very soon.

Once he possessed fourth-rank divine sense, he would unlock his seventh Idle Slot.

Compared to raising his fundamental cultivation and Body-refining realm, improving his divine sense was easier. His inheritance was the most complete, and as his fundamental cultivation rose, his divine sense would grow significantly alongside it.

Divine sense and fundamental cultivation were one and the same in essence.

When both advanced together, and with abundant resources poured in, and as long as his technique progress kept up, the speed of improvement naturally soared.

Between the purchases at the market and his expenditures at the auction, he had already spent nearly two million lower-grade spirit stones. Spending spirit stones like running water allowed him to truly savor the feeling for once.

Even so, his Sea-Heart Ring was still full.

Although he obtained many things, he had yet to see any truly top-tier treasures.

Next came several rounds of supreme-grade spirit pills.

Each bottle contained three pills, mostly cultivation-boosting types. Wang Yu felt slightly tempted, but none were of the ice attribute. For the next best, the yin-attribute supreme-grade spirit pills, he competed for a while.

But once the bidding surpassed five hundred thousand spirit stones, he gave up. Within a few years, he could refine them himself. Buying them at auction with such a high markup would be wasteful.

Better to collect the ingredients.

Judging by the prices of third-rank spirit items, the ingredients needed for a third-rank pill formula cost at least three hundred thousand spirit stones.

Failing once would be a pain that cut straight to the bone.

If one relied solely on resources and lacked talent in alchemy, it was unimaginable how much it would cost to nurture a true alchemy master.

For artifact refinement, a failed attempt could still salvage some materials. But in alchemy, failure meant complete loss. No wonder alchemy masters were so rare in the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain.

Especially high-rank alchemists.

This could be seen from the attitude and reliance that the Blood-Eye Demonic Flood Dragon and Yan Ling showed him.

“Honored guests, the time has come for the finale of this auction, a fourth-rank spirit item, the Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng. As everyone knows, it is one of the main ingredients required for refining the Condensing Infant Pill. Its importance speaks for itself. Starting price: three million spirit stones.”

Due to the scarcity of fourth-rank Nascent Soul-forming spirit items, most cultivators in this realm relied on pills to break through. Among the Nascent Soul-level factions, one formula was almost universally possessed, the Condensing Infant Pill formula.

Its main ingredient was the Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng. At best, it could produce high-grade Condensing Infant Pills. Once this finale item appeared, the excitement of the audience instantly exploded.

Obtaining it meant obtaining an opportunity to form a Nascent Soul.

Even without the other ingredients, one could cooperate with others to refine a batch together. How many pills would come out, and whether the refinement succeeded or failed, would depend on luck.

However, pills were one thing, but having access to a fourth-rank alchemist was the true core issue.

Thus, although the Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng ignited the room, no one placed a bid. They simply did not dare. If news of such a purchase leaked, the buyer would surely die without a burial place. Only cultivators with backing and proper channels dared to bid.

“Four million spirit stones.”

The voice was unexpectedly familiar. Wang Yu only had to think for a moment to recognize it, and he could not help laughing.

It was Wen Hua of the Yin Yang Sect.

That fool had been bidding all night, never disguising his voice. Competing for third-rank items was one thing, but now he was bidding for the Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng without even trying to hide.

Many people were definitely eyeing him now. Whether he could win or not, shouting four million spirit stones already showed how rich this kid was.

And in the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain, there was never a shortage of people willing to take reckless risks.

After Wen Hua spoke, it was as if the true competition finally began. A voice from a higher private box responded.

“Five million spirit stones.”

“Seven million.”

“Eight million lower-grade spirit stones.”

The bidding grew intense and quickly surpassed the funds Wang Yu currently had. But this did not matter.

He still had the high-grade spirit stones from the two mining operations at Jade Spirit City, totaling two thousand two hundred pieces, equivalent to two million two hundred thousand lower-grade stones.

If he sold the high-level loot he carried, he could raise another one to two million. He had more than enough margin. After a brief pause, he called out a higher bid.

“Ten million lower-grade spirit stones.”

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Then Wang Yu was immediately slapped in the face.

Someone offered a higher price.

“One hundred and twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones.”

Damn, he really has money. Many people silently cursed in their hearts.

A typical fourth-rank spirit item would already be considered expensive at five or six million spirit stones. However, since the Nine-Curves Spirit Ginseng was connected to the chance of forming a Nascent Soul, even tripling that price was still within a reasonable range.

Its price was nearly comparable to that of a fourth-rank magic treasure.

However, someone seemed even more impatient. It was Wen Hua of the Yin Yang Sect again. “Ten supreme-grade spirit stones.”

He actually had supreme-grade spirit stones.

Wang Yu was shocked at first reaction.

Supreme-grade spirit stones were extremely rare treasures. They represented the foundation of a sect. Even a Spirit Transformation cultivator could use them to steadily increase their cultivation.

Even if the pure spiritual essence within them was completely absorbed, leaving them within an equivalent spirit vein for eighty to one hundred years would restore them to full strength. They were top-tier cultivation resources that could be reused.

Using ten of them to buy a single stalk of Nine-Curves Spirit Ginseng was somewhat excessive. After all, no matter how precious it was, it was still only one herb, and the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain had a few places capable of producing it steadily.

“A wastrel.”

“Exactly, where did this wastrel come from, actually willing to use his sect foundation to buy a single stalk of Nine-Curves Spirit Ginseng.”

“Who cares what others think? With this price on the table, nothing else can be accepted as an equivalent exchange.”

The cultivators within the private rooms exchanged their thoughts intensely through divine sense. The auctioneer’s eyes lit up. After eagerly confirming several times, he finally announced the successful bid.

Seeing this, Wang Yu glanced at the final scroll of the auction. Finding it useless to him, he immediately summoned an attendant, preparing to leave the venue first.

As long as Wen Hua was not stupid, he would certainly use the small teleportation formation here to leave Tianbao City immediately after receiving the Nine-Curves Spirit Ginseng.

As for Wang Yu… if he did not seize the chance now, when would he?

Back when they traded for the gilded invitation, he suspected the other party might cause trouble once he discovered he had been tricked. So Wang Yu had left a mark using the Soul-Gouging Evil Boat Curse.

His original intention was simply to avoid this person and prevent unnecessary trouble.

But now, it seemed fate had different plans.

This treasure was destined to come to him.

With the Evil Boat Mark left using the advanced technique Threading the Divine Sense from the Ancient Heavenly Soul Sect, he could sense the mark even if it was stored inside a spatial ring.

By exiting early, he only needed to sense the direction of the mark.

If it suddenly deviated by a large distance, it meant the other party had used the small teleportation array to exit the city. He would then pursue accordingly. The mark would last for seven days.

That was more than enough.

As for the two late Core Formation bodyguards at the man’s side, to be honest, he did not take them too seriously.

Even if the Yin Yang Sect was a first-rate faction, their foundation could not compare to the Blood Reversal Sect. Most importantly…

This place was the border between Blood Abyss Prefecture and Liuju Prefecture.

As long as Wang Yu used his Coldblood Ring to contact the city that Wen Hua fled toward, he could, as a candidate for the position of Twelfth Elder, mobilize manpower for a justified encirclement.

If the response was fast enough, they could intercept him before he reached Liuju Prefecture.

Furthermore, one more thing. Without a corresponding linked formation, the small teleportation formation sent people out randomly. It was perfectly suited for Heaven Treasure Pavilion’s auction.

At this moment.

Wang Yu’s divine sense stirred, and he revealed a smile.

“North.”

Standing in the hidden passage of the auction house, Wang Yu abruptly opened his eyes. The moment he sensed the target suddenly shift, the corners of his lips spread into a grin.

This direction indicated that the other party’s luck was rather poor.

North of Tianbao City was the interior of Blood Abyss Prefecture. The other party would have to go in a circle just to run south.

After confirming the general direction, Wang Yu immediately flew out of Tianbao City. The Coldblood Ring had an ability similar to message talismans, but it could only transmit text and not spoken words.

Wang Yu searched around. For the price of three hundred thousand spirit stones, he hired three early Core Formation inner-sect elders. Including himself, they would surround from four directions.

As for why he did not hire even stronger experts like the Exalted Sect City Lord, he feared the man might rob him instead. Three helpers were enough.

Soon, the Coldblood Ring transmitted replies. Two accepted directly, while one did not respond, so Wang Yu simply found another.

Meanwhile.

Wen Hua and the two late Core Formation elders of the Yin Yang Sect appeared together in a wilderness area. Sweeping the surroundings with divine sense, they soon found a landmark-like structure.

All three of their expressions darkened.

“This is bad. The small teleportation formation sent us into the interior territory of the Blood Reversal Sect. We cannot directly enter Liuju Prefecture.”

“No matter.”

After thinking a moment, Wen Hua waved his hand.

“The Earth-tier auction hall of Heaven Treasure Pavilion would never dare tamper with us. That means no one knows it was this young master who bought the Nine-Curves Spirit Ginseng.

“Perhaps we can use the blind spot beneath the lantern. How about we return to Tianbao City directly? What do the two elders think?”

Hearing this, the two men looked even gloomier.

“Young Master Wen, the plan itself is fine, but you forgot that during the auction, you did not mask your voice. Many people likely remember you.”

Wen Hua’s expression turned awkward instantly.


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