Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 369 Consignment Auction. (Third Update!)

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately used the [Ghost Control Technique] to remove the blood seal from the ten ghost servants.

Ren Duanwen remained calm and showed no surprise as he watched this scene unfold.

If these ten ghost servants truly possess ten unique talents, ghostly skills, and yin arts, and are easier to control than ordinary ghost servants, then even if they lack ferocity and are somewhat weak in strength, they would indeed be qualified to be included in the auction items three days from now…

Just then, Zheng Que removed the blood seals from all the ghost servants. The ten ghost servants, now free from the restraints of the [Ghost Control Technique], stood there blankly, without making any move.

Ren Duanwen was taken aback.

Under normal circumstances, these mindless ghost servants would instantly lose control and attack all living things around them as soon as the blood seal on their bodies is removed... He was already prepared to make his move!
But in this situation, the ten ghost servants neither attacked the living people around them nor showed any intention of fleeing...

These ten ghost servants were like mindless puppets, seemingly devoid of even the instincts of ghosts!
While pondering, Ren Duanwen, despite his doubts, immediately cast a series of spells and began to enslave one of the ghosts at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison].

This monstrous creature was the size of a mountain of flesh, with only a gaping, blood-red maw on its head, inside which a long, bright red tongue was curled up.

He pressed down on the back of the ghost's head with one hand, while his other hand rapidly made a series of hand seals.

Zheng Que watched intently from the side. The technique used by this steward was clearly not the [Ghost Control Technique], nor did it resemble the [Soul Contract] of the imperial court.

However, since the opponent didn't use their own spiritual blood, the principle behind the spell should be similar to that of a [Soul Pact]...

Ren Duanwen was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he quickly completed the spell, refining the ghostly creature, which was as large as a mountain of flesh, into his ghost servant.

Immediately afterwards, he tried to give the ghost servant an order to attack its master.

Without the slightest hesitation, the flesh mountain ghost servant's long tongue shot out from its cracked head, aiming straight for Ren Duanwen's forehead!
Ren Duanwen stood still, neither dodging nor evading, seemingly intending to take the ghost servant's attack head-on to test its strength. However, the next moment...

boom!
"what!!"

Ren Duanwen let out a scream, clutching his forehead and staggering back several steps.

Seeing that the flesh mountain ghost servants were about to continue their attack, he quickly cast a spell to give the order to stop the attack.

The flesh mountain ghost servant immediately stopped moving, returning to its blank expression as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Ren Duanwen released his hand from his forehead, revealing that his forehead and palms were covered in thick, sticky blood.

There was a deep indentation on the spot between his eyebrows where he had just been struck by the long tongue of the flesh mountain ghost servant. If he hadn't already been a Foundation Establishment cultivator, whose physical strength far surpassed that of Qi Refining cultivators, that attack would probably have pierced through his entire forehead!
"Manager Ren, are you alright?" Lu Maohong quickly stepped forward and asked.

He never expected that this steward, who was rumored to be taciturn and reliable, would use this method to test the strength of the ghost servants!
It's fortunate that the other party is at the Foundation Establishment stage. If something had really happened just now, and there were only the three of them in the private room, even if he and Zheng Que had ten mouths, they probably wouldn't be able to explain themselves clearly!
Ren Duanwen's head was buzzing, and the wound was still throbbing with pain. He took a deep breath, wiping the blood that kept flowing down his forehead, and replied indifferently, "It's just a minor injury."

"I deliberately didn't defend myself just now in order to accurately estimate the strength of this ghost servant."

"Now it seems that being able to injure my physical body with the cultivation of the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] is quite something."

"It's a pity that these ten ghost servants lack intelligence; in other aspects, they're alright..."

"Alright, there will be an auction at our establishment in three days. Would you like to consign your items to our establishment for auction, or sell them directly to us?"

"If you're selling directly to our establishment, I can make the decision: ten thousand low-grade spirit stones per head. How about that?"

Ten thousand spirit stones... Ten ghost servants would cost one hundred thousand spirit stones...

Zheng Que's expression remained unchanged, but he was already quite satisfied with the price.

After all, he could now mass-produce ghost servants of this quality.

The only problem is actually how to make the move...

At this moment, Lu Maohong shook his head and quickly said, "The probability of a ghost servant who possesses ten species talents, ghost skills, and yin arts awakening their intelligence is much higher than that of an ordinary ghost servant!"

"Moreover, cultivators who can afford such ghost servants can certainly afford rare and precious materials to awaken the intelligence of their ghost servants."

"Therefore, the lack of intelligence is not a flaw at all!"

"Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones aren't enough to buy a ghost servant like this!"

"If Steward Ren can offer 50,000 spirit stones per head, then these ten ghost servants will be given directly to your establishment."

Fifty thousand spirit stones?

Ren Duanwen frowned immediately, thought for a moment, and then said, "I can't make the decision on 50,000 spirit stones."

"If you two insist on this price, then we'll have to consign the item for auction."

"If you choose to have the item consigned for auction, our building will charge 20% of the transaction price as venue and storage fees."

Upon hearing this, Lu Maohong did not immediately agree, but instead transmitted his voice to Zheng Que, saying, "Consignment auction can definitely fetch a higher price. Taking a 20% cut is the usual practice of Heming Tower. What do you think?"

Zheng Que replied telepathically without hesitation, "No problem."

Lu Maohong then looked at Ren Duanwen and nodded, saying, "Okay."

"However, we will also attend the auction three days from now. If we see anything we like, we may use the spirit stones from the auction of these ten ghost servants as a discount."

Upon hearing this, Ren Duanwen smiled and said, "This kind of situation is common in our establishment. You two don't need to pay the spirit stones immediately; the transaction can be completed after the auction."

As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant shaped like a flying crane from his storage bag at his waist, made a hand seal and infused it with spiritual power. Then he took out two ornate and exquisite invitation cards and handed all three items to Lu Maohong, saying, "This jade pendant is the certificate for consignment auction."

"The invitation is for admission to our building's auction in three days."

"Do you two have any other instructions?"

Lu Maohong accepted the items, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Since that's the case, we still need to go back and report later, so we won't disturb you any longer."

Having achieved his goal, Lu Maohong left without delay, taking Zheng Que with him.

Ren Duanwen, seemingly maintaining the airs of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, only escorted them to the door of the private room. After watching the two leave, he immediately slammed the door shut behind him, clutching his forehead tightly with both hands, his expression contorting in pain...

"Damn it! It hurts like hell!"

(End of this chapter)