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Chapter 93: Ownerless Island
Qin Ming and Wu Jiang left Qingxia Island, drove the spiritual light shuttle, and flew towards Tianhefang City.

On the road.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I don't know what Fairy Qingxia is thinking. It's really unexpected!" Wu Jiang said to Qin Ming in a depressed tone.

Qin Ming smiled faintly, "It's okay, maybe Fairy Mo has her own considerations."

"After all, I'm a stranger who suddenly visited, so it's understandable that she would be on guard."

Say it.

Qin Ming took out a small bag of spirit stones from his storage bag and handed it to Wu Jiang. "Thank you for introducing this place to me these days, Brother Wu, and for making a special trip. I hope you will accept this as a token of my appreciation."

"Well, the matter hasn't been done yet. How can I have the nerve to accept any more benefits from Brother Qin?" Wu Jiang stared at the bag of spirit stones. He was quite sensible and knew clearly what he should take and what he should not take.

At the same time, his favorable impression of Qin Ming increased a lot.

Qin Ming stuffed the spirit stone into Wu Jiang's hand and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu, don't be polite. You didn't get this spirit stone for nothing."

"Although the matter of Qingxia Island did not succeed this time, it does not mean that there is no spiritual land to be found in the huge Lingqi Islands."

"Please continue to follow up and inquire for me. If you have any news, let me know. I plan to stay here for a while longer."

When Wu Jiang heard this, he chuckled, took the bag of spirit stones swiftly, opened it and saw that there were thirty spirit stones in it.

"In that case, I won't be polite. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Qin, I will definitely help you find out more."

The two returned to Tianhefang City.

Qin Ming planned to go to the market town to investigate. After all, this was the place where many cultivators from the Lingqi Islands gathered.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Wu Jiang said goodbye and left, using his own channels to help him inquire about news from other islands.

Another half month has passed.

Qin Ming still gained nothing.

He was studying a book called "Geography of Lingyu Qiqun".

However, good news came from Wujiang.

"He really is worthy of being a local expert. He got the information about Ling Island so quickly." Qin Ming thought to himself.

Wu Jiang entered the inn room where Qin Ming was staying and said excitedly, "Fellow Daoist Qin, I have good news!"

"Two days ago, the 72 islands of the Lingqi Islands found a small ownerless island in the far north. There was a second-level middle-grade spiritual vein in it."

"Currently, the only people who know about this news are members of the scattered alliance, and it has not spread yet."

"The Seventy-two Islands Alliance is planning to open it to public auction in the near future to determine its ownership."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Ming's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Really!"

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. This is indeed true." Wu Jiang smiled, and it was obvious that the news was absolutely true.

Qin Ming frowned slightly and asked, "Who is this Seventy-two Islands Alliance?"

"It's not a big force, but a temporary alliance spontaneously organized by the Qi training families and independent cultivation forces that occupy a small part of the Ling Island in the Lingxi Islands. The structure is loose."

"My Wu family is also in this organization."

"The main purpose is to confront the Zhao family, one of the seven great families, and prevent them from defeating and annexing us one by one."

"Fortunately, for decades, the two sides have been living in peace and there has never been a war, so the situation is relatively stable."

"Among the scattered alliances of the Seventy-two Islands, there are even enemies among the members, and it is common for them to attack each other."

"But as long as there is no conflict with the Zhao family, everything will be fine."

Qin Ming nodded.

To put it bluntly, this scattered alliance is a small force in the Lingqi Islands, a makeshift team formed to guard against the Zhao family.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the auction for the Spirit Island will begin at noon tomorrow, and any casual cultivator can participate."

"The location of this auction is on that spiritual island."

"I will take Fellow Daoist Qin there tomorrow."

Qin Ming smiled and nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Wu."

Although Wu Jiang's cultivation is just average, his whole body is full of spiritual energy.

Qin Ming also had a slightly changed opinion of this person.

"Hehe! It's my duty. After all, I have accepted the spirit stones from Fellow Daoist Qin. This little thing is nothing." Wu Jiang replied with a smile.

The next day.

Under Wu Jiang's guidance, Qin Ming left Tianhe Market and flew towards the northernmost direction.

Two hours later.

A khaki island appeared in their sight.

In the surrounding skies, there were also many cultivators piloting flying magical instruments, flying past the two of them.

It seems that they are all heading towards Lingdao.

This sacred island is like a yellow gem isolated from the world, inlaid in the blue waves of Wangyue Lake.

The surface of Wangyue Lake is vast expanse of blue waves, the sky and water are one color, the mountains and water are beautiful, and it is as beautiful as a painting.

On Lingdao Island, there are strange mountains and rocks with unique beauty.

When Qin Ming and Wu Jiang arrived.

Thousands of monks have gathered in an open space on the island, waiting for the auction to begin.

However, most of the monks came here to watch the fun.

After all, there are only a few independent cultivators who are truly capable of bidding for the ownership of a spiritual island.

After Qin Ming arrived at Ling Island, he found that the vegetation on this island was much sparser than that on other islands.

Maybe because it is too far north, the weather is quite cold.

Even on the highest mountain in the north, a small glacier has formed. The overall area of ​​Ling Island is even smaller than Qingxia Island.

The rocks here are all earthy yellow in color, and the mountains are undulating and steep.

The so-called second-level mid-grade spiritual veins are only concentrated within a few dozen acres of the main peak.

The rest are branches of the first-level spirit veins and second-level inferior spirit veins.

There are no other islands around.

If they were attacked, the other families in Lingqi Islands would probably not be able to rescue them in time.

The main character is isolated and helpless.

With such a geographical environment and the scattered distribution of spiritual veins, it is no wonder that the 72 scattered alliances want to bid for it.

Otherwise, just the fact that it is a second-level spiritual vein island would not be enough for the lower-level independent cultivators to get a chance.

Actually, this spiritual island is not as good as advertised. On the contrary, it is not even as good as some first-level spiritual islands in the central area of ​​Lingqi Islands.

Its value is greatly reduced.

But the first step Qin Ming took when he stepped onto the island was to grab a handful of spiritual soil and observe it. Then dozens of second-level spiritual plants suitable for growing in this climate and soil instantly appeared in his mind.

……

The beginning of noon.

An old man in a golden robe with white hair and a youthful face appeared in front of everyone, emitting the magical power fluctuations of the foundation-building period.

"cough!"

"My fellow Taoists, I am Li Yuanqing, the deputy leader of the Seventy-two Islands Alliance. Please be quiet. The auction will now officially begin."

"All Taoist friends who are interested in participating in this auction can come forward and take a seat in the front."

As Li Yuanqing spoke, he used all his magical power, and his loud voice echoed throughout the entire Spirit Island.

With the spiritual pressure of the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, the thousands of Qi Condensation Stage cultivators present suddenly became silent.

I dare not say more.

Qin Ming looked over when he heard this and saw hundreds of chairs placed in the front center of the open space.

He turned around and nodded to Wu Jiang, then flew and landed casually on a chair.

Subsequently.

Many monks who were interested in this island fell into the chairs one after another.

The auction organized by the Seventy-two Alliances did not have many rules.

Li Yuanqing saw that no other monks joined in.

He immediately announced: "The auction for Spirit Island has begun!"

"Once you win the bid, you will own the Spirit Island."

"The starting price is eight thousand spirit stones, and each bid increase must not be less than one thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as Li Yuanqing spoke, many cultivators were deterred.

After all, among the independent cultivators, there are very few cultivators and families who possess such financial resources.

However, some families still began to bid.

"I'll give you 8,000 Spiritual Stones!"

"I'll give you nine thousand!"

"Ten thousand spirit stones!"

"!!!"

"twelve thousand!"

"???"

"15,000 Spiritual Stones."

"!!!???"

……

The auction scene was filled with tension.

The atmosphere reached its peak in an instant.

The onlookers were also secretly shocked. These quotations might be numbers that they would have to strive for for a long time.

"Eighteen thousand."

"Eighteen thousand for one time!"

"Eighteen thousand two times!"

Just when everyone thought that the ownership of this island was about to come to an end.

"Twenty thousand!" A thin old man at the scene slowly reported a number.

boom!
There was an uproar at the scene.

Everyone focused their attention on this person.

Qin Ming was also helpless. He did not expect the bidding competition for Lingdao to be so fierce.

He was considering whether to raise the price.

At this time.

A teasing voice came from the sky.

"Wow! Is it so lively?"

"Why didn't you notify the Zhao family?"

(End of this chapter)