Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 404: Time Flies

Not to mention using the power of heavenly thunder to enhance one's own power.

Turning his head slightly, Nie Zhaonan looked at the violent thunder raging around him, which was obviously sparser.

"However, I have taken away the six black stones and put them into the Purple Sky Cave Heaven. With the isolation of the cave heaven, the thunder here has immediately become sparse. It won't be long before the thunder stops falling and disappears here."

"In this case, there is no need to leave my natal flying sword here to continue tempering it."

Thinking this in his mind, Nie Zhaonan's mind moved, and the flying swords standing quietly in the air seemed to have heard the order, circling in an orderly manner like swimming fish, flashing clear spiritual light, and fully immersed in Nie Zhaonan's sleeves.

After putting away his natal flying sword, Nie Zhaonan returned to the Biling Shuttle without hesitation.

When passing by the room where Song Yu was in seclusion, Nie Zhaonan had an idea and released his spiritual sense to explore inside.

This Bi Ling Shuttle was originally refined by him personally, so Nie Zhaonan was naturally very clear about the restrictions here. Without alerting Song Yu, he easily explored it.

In a bathtub made of special spiritual jade, Song Yu's hair was piled up high, and most of her delicate body was immersed in the colorful "Hundred Flowers Dew". Her slender neck and a hint of snowy grooves were faintly visible on her chest. The infinitely attractive scenery was just submerged by the gorgeous spiritual liquid and could not be seen.

The furnishings in the room were very simple, with only a wooden clothes hanger standing aside, with thin clothes draped on it, making it blurry.

Nie Zhaonan's consciousness only swept across the light blue bellyband, then he shifted his gaze and looked at Song Yu, who had his eyes slightly closed.

After countless days and nights of joy in the rain, Nie Zhaonan was naturally very familiar with Song Yu. Every inch of her skin and every curve of her delicate body were all in his mind.

Therefore, even though Song Yu's changes at this time were very slight, Nie Zhaonan still discovered it.

After practicing the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue', her skin became whiter and more delicate.

Even if he was just looking at her and hadn't touched her yet, Nie Zhaonan could clearly feel that Song Yu's skin was becoming more and more crystal clear and elastic, which was absolutely enchanting.

Song Yu's figure has a touch of lightness and beauty, becoming more exquisite and graceful.
Song Yu is the number one fairy in Luoyun Sect and a top-notch beauty. In the eyes of Nie Zhaonan, who has seen many beauties, her appearance and figure are impeccable.

But now, Song Yu has become more and more perfect.

All these are the changes brought about by the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue'. It is indeed a body-refining method specially created for women. It is indeed unique and has brought great benefits to Song Yu.

But 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue' is a body-refining exercise after all, and it is well known that the process of practicing body-refining exercises is very painful.

In the gorgeous spiritual liquid, Song Yu's delicate body did not move, and her jade-like face seemed calm, but her long eyelashes were trembling from time to time, as if she was in pain that she could not suppress.

"I have cultivated to the second level. I have never practiced body-building exercises before, so given my lack of foundation, this cultivation speed is pretty good." Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly, without looking at it any more, withdrew his spiritual sense, and walked towards his room.

Even Nie Zhaonan had no way to avoid the pain caused by body training and could only endure it, so he could not help Song Yu in any way.

Besides, the pain during physical training may be another form of practice.

After returning to the room, Nie Zhaonan immediately began to practice the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue' again without any hesitation, without any intention of slacking off.

The only difference between him and Song Yu is that he has cultivated to the third level of the technique.

According to his estimation, in another four or five years at most, he would be able to master the third level of the technique and continue to practice the fourth level of the technique corresponding to the Nascent Soul stage.

Nie Zhaonan could imagine that after reaching the fourth level, his cultivation speed would drop significantly, and he would not be able to make rapid progress like he did when he practiced the first three levels.

After all, even though he practiced the 'Ming Wang Jue' to perfection, it only allowed him to reach the body refining realm of the Nascent Soul Stage. Naturally, the effect of the perfect 'Ming Wang Jue' on the fourth level of the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue' would not be that great.

There is also a fifth level to the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue', which corresponds to the mantra for the Spiritual Transformation Stage.

It would take a long time to master this body-refining technique, and Nie Zhaonan and Bing Feng agreed to go to the spirit world as soon as possible.

Therefore, Nie Zhaonan had no choice but to seize the time and practice this technique to perfection as quickly as possible.

While Nie Zhaonan was practicing his skills and refining the medicinal power of the 'Hundred Flowers Dew', the outside world had already become noisy.

"The Land of Thunder Punishment has existed since ancient times. How could it suddenly disappear at this moment?"

"There have been rumors that there is a heaven-defying treasure in the land of thunder punishment that has triggered the thunder. It seems that the rumors are true."

"No wonder. No wonder the senior in the Spiritualization Stage would stay here. It turns out that he had discovered that there were treasures in the Land of Thunder Punishment a long time ago, and he came here for the treasures there."

"The treasure was obtained by that senior."

"Alas, what a pity, what a pity. Why don't I, Old Man Zhou, have such good luck?"

Aside from surprise and shock, the only words these people expressed were deep envy. As for their jealousy towards the senior in the Spirit Transformation Stage, they did not dare to show even a hint of it.

Countless cultivators were discussing enthusiastically like ordinary people, and they all looked in the same direction, the place of thunder punishment.

However, the place of thunder punishment is no longer worthy of its name. The sky is no longer covered by dark clouds, but is clear and there is no thunder. Only some electric arcs can be seen faintly remaining in the air, and these arcs look very weak, and it seems that they will disappear completely soon.

At this moment, the Land of Thunder Punishment no longer looked dangerous at all, nor did it look like something that could frighten a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Only the charred land left behind by countless years of ravage proves that the Land of Thunder Punishment once existed.

More than eighty years is the lifetime of most mortals, but for cultivators with profound cultivation, it is just a long period of seclusion.

On this day, Kunwu Mountain in southern Xinjiang was bustling with activity, and countless monks were moving towards Kunwu Mountain like ants.

Among them, there were countless Jindan cultivators, and even more were Yuanying stage ancestors who flew past the foot of Kunwu Mountain and flew straight to the main hall on the top of the mountain.

Today is the day when Senior Nie, the number one cultivator in the human world and Lord of Kunwu, is holding an auction.

The ten great sects of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Beiye Xiaoji Palace, and other forces had begun preparing spiritual stones more than a decade ago in the hope of getting the items they wanted at the auction. At noon, as three bells rang, the Kunwu Mountain Grand Auction officially began.

In the hall on the top of the mountain, hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators gathered together, all sitting quietly in their respective seats, looking at the auction table in the center of the hall with expectant looks on their faces.

Before the grand auction, they received some information about the auction items. They couldn't believe it, but were extremely surprised. If the news was true, this auction would undoubtedly be the grandest in the world.

The only pity was that the auction was hosted by a Nascent Soul cultivator today, and not by Senior Nie himself, so they had no chance to see Senior Nie’s elegance and their curiosity could not be satisfied.

However, what is certain is that this Senior Nie must have advanced to the Spirit Transformation Stage and become a Spirit Transformation cultivator, and he is still in seclusion, seemingly practicing some extremely powerful secret techniques.

"All of you fellow Taoists have come here for the treasures. I will not waste any more time on this. Please welcome the first item for auction." Chen Qiaotian said slowly and with a smile on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a nun dressed as a maid walked up to the platform with a tray in her hands.

Chen Qiaotian lifted the red cloth on the tray, and a pair of blue and white spiritual wings flashing with spiritual light caught the eyes of all the cultivators in the hall.

Feeling the astonishing spiritual pressure emanating from the spiritual wings, all the Nascent Soul cultivators present gasped.

They had long heard that there would be imitation spiritual treasures being auctioned at the Kunwu Mountain Auction, but this first treasure was no less impressive than an imitation spiritual treasure, which was still too amazing!

With a casual glance, Chen Qiaotian noticed the astonishment of the group of cultivators, then he smiled and slowly introduced:
"This pair of spiritual wings is made of the wings of the silver-winged Yaksha, combined with several rare refining materials."

"My fellow Taoists have also seen that this pair of spirit wings has not recognized a master, nor has it been trained. It completely relies on its own power. It is a well-deserved top-level magic weapon. Its power is extraordinary, and it is of great use to cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage."

"Moreover, this spiritual wing also has two different escape techniques, wind and earth. It is versatile enough to allow the cultivator who possesses this treasure to dominate the same level. Even if it is in the hands of an enemy with higher cultivation than oneself, it is not difficult to escape with one's life."

"Starting price: one million spirit stones!"

The hall was quiet at first, and then suddenly it started to boil.

"1500000."

"Two million."

"three million."

The cultivators present were of course extremely excited to be able to bid for a treasure like the Spirit Wings, which was of great use to themselves, by using some unused spirit stones. They did not want to miss this good opportunity and competed to make bids.

The auction price was growing at an incredible rate, completely exceeding the value of the Spirit Wings themselves.

"I didn't expect that this pair of spirit wings would be so popular." In the corner of the hall, Han Li listened to the soaring prices and groaned in his heart. He came here specifically for the spirit wings magic weapon.

Ever since he saw Senior Brother Nie displaying his mighty Green Thunder Wings in the Yin-Yang Cave, Han Li had been longing for a pair of magical spirit wings. In his opinion, the magical spirit wings were especially suitable for escape and were perfect for him.

“Senior Brother Nie is really generous. He spent a lot of elixirs to allow Chen Qiaotian to reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He is only one level away from me.” Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but flash through Gui Ling's appearance involuntarily in his mind, with an extremely complicated expression.

He is now a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, but Han Li is unwilling to recall how he advanced.

"I heard that this auction will also have ancient elixirs that can increase the chances of cultivators breaking through the bottleneck of the God Transformation stage, and the increased chance is quite a lot." Sighing heavily, Han Li's eyes still fell on the blue and white spirit wings on the tray.

"I don't know what astonishing price the ancient elixir will fetch. I am alone, how can I compete with the various sects in Dajin? The spiritual stones I got from selling the elixir of ten thousand years are only enough to buy the spiritual wings."

After thinking it through, Han Li made his bid and said calmly:

"Five million spiritual stones."

When the astonishing price of five million spirit stones was announced, the hall suddenly fell silent. After Chen Qiaotian asked three times and no more cultivators came to bid, he announced that the spirit wings belonged to Han Li.

"The following ranking is a replica of a spiritual treasure."

As soon as the name of the imitation spiritual treasure came out, the hearts of all the monks in the hall became hot again, and the enthusiastic atmosphere became more and more intense.

After several treasures were auctioned off in succession, the Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall also understood the rules of this auction. The grade and value of the items would increase with the order of appearance. The last treasure was undoubtedly the most valuable, which was very different from other auctions where some relatively less valuable items were mixed in the middle.

This, in turn, aroused the interest of the monks present, and they became curious about the following items.

After a whole day, the Kunwu Mountain Auction came to an end. The monks who participated in the auction flew away from the hall on the top of the mountain with a sense of unsatisfaction. Many of them had happy expressions on their faces as if they had gained a lot, and they talked about the treasures that appeared at the auction.

Of course, the most popular voices were naturally discussing the last item of the auction, the 'Nine Cold Mysterious Pill'.

Scarcity makes things valuable. This ancient elixir, which can increase the chance of breaking through the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation stage by a full 30%, was sold at a sky-high price that a group of Yuanying stage monsters could never have imagined.

Finally, it fell into the hands of an unknown man in black robe.

After dealing with the follow-up matters of the auction, Chen Qiaotian entered an exquisite hall.

"Little sister, this auction sold thirty-five treasures, and the total amount of money earned was 230 million spirit stones." Chen Qiaotian said a little stiffly. After reporting this astonishing number of spirit stones, his heart couldn't help but beat violently.

Two hundred and thirty million spirit stones!
It is incredible that a Nascent Soul cultivator could have even a fraction of this amount. With such a large number, most of the spirit stones of the Great Jin Dynasty might be gathered here.

Chen Qiaoqian was slightly surprised and nodded slightly:
“Those 300,000 treasures are extraordinary, but in terms of value, 100 million spirit stones is good enough. The fact that they were sold for 230 million spirit stones can only be attributed to the scarcity of resources and treasures in the human world, which is why a group of Nascent Soul cultivators were willing to bid at a premium price.”

"But it's fine this way. Two hundred and thirty million spirit stones. My husband will be happy if he knows about it."

The other sisters were either in seclusion preparing to break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage, or practicing the 'Bai Hua Wang Shu Jue'. She was the only one who had nothing to do at the moment, so she had to be in charge of the Kunwu Mountain auction this time.

It seems that the result is quite satisfactory and good.

Chen Qiaoqian flicked her delicate hands, and three ordinary storage bags emerged and slowly flew towards Chen Qiaotian. At the same time, she spoke softly:
"There are three storage bags here, filled with various elixirs, even one 'Nine Cold Mysterious Pill'. If you make good use of the pills in the bags, you will have great hope of becoming a Divine Transformation cultivator."

(End of this chapter)