Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 168 Yao Tian's Disdain, Xiao Yan's New Crisis

"After the battle at Fenglei Pavilion, he vanished without a trace. I never expected that he would join an underground auction."

A faint killing intent flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes.

He had a significant grudge against Venerable Huangquan, but unfortunately, the current situation did not allow him to suddenly kill someone.

Otherwise, he really wanted to try and see if he could defeat a Dou Zun with his current strength.

Unaware that he was being targeted, Venerable Huangquan spoke to himself on the stage: "I presume that everyone has already learned about the rules of the underground trade fair before coming here."

However, I need to repeat it again, in case any friends are unaware, the trade fair is divided into two phases.

The first half of the event is for everyone to show off their treasures. If any fellow cultivators are interested, they can trade privately. The trade fair will not interfere.

The second half of the event involved auctioning off the treasures collected by the trade fair, with the highest bidder winning. This second half was probably the most anticipated part for everyone…

Let's get started now, without further ado.

Everyone immediately took out the treasures they had prepared: magic cores, cultivation techniques, fighting skills... everything imaginable.

Xiao Yan followed suit, taking out his own refined pills and several eighth-order magic cores as a show of force.

As Venerable Huangquan said, those who came to the trade fair were more looking forward to the treasures, and almost no one made any transactions in the first half of the fair.

Few people happen to see what they need in the treasures that others are showing off.

The half-hour break passed in the blink of an eye, and Venerable Huangquan's voice once again resounded throughout the hall: "Time's up! The second half begins!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly tensed up. Everyone present perked up, their eyes all turning to the front of the stage. Xiao Yan also straightened his back slightly.

"The first treasure is a mid-level Earth-rank cultivation technique, the 'Wind-Riding Nine Heavens Technique'..."

The Venerable Yellow Springs held a silk scroll that shimmered with an ancient spiritual light in his hands, and tried his best to imitate the tone of a seasoned auctioneer, extolling the wonders of the technique.

Unfortunately, his auction skills were really poor. Most people in the audience just watched indifferently. Only two or three Dou Zong who really needed it bought the "Wind Travels Nine Heavens Technique" after a brief bidding process.

After several rounds of auctions, the main event finally arrived.

With a solemn expression, Venerable Huangquan took out three pure white jade bottles from the brocade box, gently twisted his fingertip around the bottle mouth, and pulled out the stopper of one of the bottles.

In an instant, a wisp of pure spiritual energy emanated from it, carrying a gentle aura that nourished the soul, and drifted across the entire area.

Xiao Yan's nostrils twitched slightly. The moment he sensed this spiritual energy, his pupils contracted, and his soul power resonated faintly with it, causing him to tremble.

"This is Spirit-Nourishing Powder. I believe you all know its wonderful uses. Refining it can increase the probability of a mortal soul transforming into a spirit soul!"
Only three sets will be auctioned this time. If any of you are interested, or if you have any alchemist friends, don't miss out, hehe..."

The Venerable Yellow Springs paused deliberately as he glanced at the reactions of the crowd below, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

"However, this auction of Spirit Dust only accepts barter; ordinary gold coins will not be accepted. If you are interested, please state the item you are willing to exchange."

"I want!"

A hurried voice broke the silence of the venue, followed by a tidal wave of bidding.

"I bid: the mid-level Earth-rank combat skill, 'Mysterious Yang Fire Falcon'!"

"You think you can exchange a mere mid-level Earth-rank combat skill for Spirit-Nourishing Dust? How laughable! I offer the high-level Earth-rank combat skill, 'Heavenly Origin Meteor Strike'!"

"The Eighth-Grade Elixir Formula: Hundred Flowers Primordial Essence Powder!"

"..." The crowd lost their previous composure and began arguing heatedly. In just a short while, more than twenty bids were made from below the stage, with each bid more generous than the last.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan cursed inwardly, realizing that the owner of this underground auction house really knew how to do business.

He finally realized that the participants in this trade fair had clearly been specially screened, and almost the majority of them were alchemists!

For alchemists, the soul realm is fundamental, and this Spirit-Nourishing Powder is a tailor-made treasure. So how could it not fetch a huge premium?

Unfortunately, even though he saw through the trap, Xiao Yan had no choice but to obtain the Spirit-Nourishing Powder.

This is a conspiracy!
"I possess a high-level Earth Rank..."

Xiao Yan also raised his voice and joined the bidding.

The ensuing auction was incredibly intense, with each bid accompanied by the entire audience holding their breath.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and threw out all the rare medicinal herbs, high-level pill formulas, and even treasures he had accumulated over the years from the ruins.

It took almost all of my savings to narrowly win in the final round of bidding, managing to snatch one set from three sets of Pregnancy Spirit Dust.

Only when he held the jade bottle containing the Spirit-Nourishing Powder tightly in his hand did Xiao Yan finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Putting everything else aside, just from this Spirit-Nourishing Dust, the owner of this underground auction is probably going to make a fortune."

Xiao Yan licked his lips. Such exorbitant profits were enough to make even him envious.

However, the fact that this underground trading fair was able to hire Venerable Huangquan to preside over the auction suggests that it must have some powerful connections.

Looking across the entire Central Continent, very few forces would dare to provoke them easily. With such strength, it's not surprising that they can make such profitable deals.

After the auction of the three sets of Spirit-Pregnant Dust concluded, Venerable Yellow Springs was all smiles.

"Congratulations to the three of you for getting the treasures you wanted. Other guests who unfortunately missed out don't need to worry."

At the next trade fair six months from now, there will still be Spirit Dust being released. You can all look forward to it, hehe.

"Damn it, they're still using scarcity marketing?"

Xiao Yan almost laughed out of anger. Who said that the Dou Qi Continent was only about fighting and killing? He was the first to disagree!
He muttered to himself, while the Venerable Yellow Springs on the stage had already put away the empty jade bottle and pressed his palm against the brocade box behind him, about to reveal the next item for auction.

But at that very moment, something unexpected happened!
"boom--!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, the rock ceiling above everyone's heads shattered, and countless fragments of stone, mixed with dust, poured down like a torrential rain, causing the entire underground venue to tremble violently!
Everyone looked up and saw that a huge hole had been punched through the rock layer. The void above the hole was slightly distorted, and a figure was suspended in mid-air like a god descending to earth.

He was surrounded by a pale yellow aura of battle qi, and a terrifying pressure descended upon him, causing those with weaker cultivation levels to tremble uncontrollably and even find it difficult to breathe.

"Is this the venue for the underground auction?"

A clear, cold voice rang out, and a haughty young man dressed in a moon-white brocade robe fluttered gently in the invisible air currents.

A faint hint of disdain flashed in Yao Tian's eyes as his gaze swept across the chaotic venue below like a hawk's, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"Underground auction? Hmph, you really live up to your name, like rats in a gutter, only fit to hide underground and eke out a living."

Xiao Yan's pupils contracted.

"Yao Tian, ​​what is he doing here!"

(End of this chapter)