Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 67 The Universe is Flawed, the Family Tree Takes Root

When Yan Ruyu's voice, brimming with barely suppressed excitement, announced the debut of the first and most exquisite item of the day, Meng Xihong also became extremely attentive.

The Cold Jade Elixir Bottle was solemnly presented, its surface shrouded in runes, and even through the protective barrier, one could feel the extremely pure spiritual energy emanating from it.

"High-grade foundation-building pill!"

When Yan Ruyu uttered those five words one by one, and pointed out that they came from the Medicine King Valley in Zhongzhou, the air in the entire auction hall seemed to be instantly ignited and then frozen.

Medicine King Valley!
These three words carry more weight than any flowery language. It is the sacred ground for all alchemists in the world, the source of the orthodox alchemy.

"Not only can it increase the success rate of Foundation Establishment to over 80%, but it can also nourish the source and lay the foundation for an unparalleled Dao..."

Starting bid: 3,000 low-grade spirit stones! Each bid must be at least 500 spirit stones higher!

Three thousand!

When Meng Xihong heard the number, his heart skipped a beat.

He had just purchased two incomplete martial arts manuals, spending 1,600 spirit stones, and now he had less than 2,000 spirit stones left. This starting price had already completely excluded him from the bidding.

He clenched his fist silently, feeling the unattainable temptation, but soon he loosened his grip, and his eyes regained their clarity.

Elixirs may be good, but they are ultimately external things. One's own path does not lie here.

“Three thousand five hundred!” In the fifth VIP room, the stern-faced middle-aged elder of the Qinglan Sect spoke first, his voice steady.

"Four thousand!" the lone old man in black robes called out the price in a hoarse voice.

"Five thousand!"

Huang Hao's arrogant voice resounded throughout the venue. He directly raised the price by a thousand spirit stones, his domineering intentions undisguised.

"Ha, the Huang family's kid is certainly rich and powerful."

"The top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill from Medicine King Valley can't be bought for five thousand spirit stones."

Inside the private room, whispers and murmurs rose and fell.

The price skyrocketed and quickly broke through the seven thousand mark.

The Qinglan Sect elder and the black-robed old man fell silent, clearly indicating that the price was beyond their means.

Only Huang Hao and the cultivator from another VIP box remained locked in a stalemate.

"Eight thousand!" Huang Hao's voice carried a hint of anger.

"Eight thousand one hundred," the other party replied calmly.

"I'll bid 8,500! Who dares to compete with me again?" Huang Hao practically roared.

However, just when he thought victory was assured, a previously silent private room was suddenly illuminated by a magical light.

"Ten thousand."

From the No. 1 VIP room, a calm and even voice came out, as if he were talking about a stone rather than ten thousand spirit stones.

The whole place was dead silent.

Huang Hao's smug expression froze instantly, turning a deep purplish-red.

The elder, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him, hurriedly pressed down on his shoulder, whispering something to persuade him. In the end, Huang Hao sat down resentfully and remained silent.

This top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, which caused a sensation, was auctioned off to the mysterious "Number One in Class A" for a staggering 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Although Meng Xihong remained unmoved, he silently memorized the name "Number One in Class A".

"Fellow Daoists, what follows is today's final and most anticipated item."

Yan Ruyu's voice rang out again, drawing everyone's attention back.

A maid carefully presented an antique wooden box.

The box was opened, and inside lay an octagonal stone slab about the size of a palm.

The stone slab was covered with dense, ancient, and obscure patterns, like fragments of some kind of array.

"This item is called the 'Fragment of the Universe Map'," Yan Ruyu introduced, her voice even more solemn than when she introduced the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"According to the appraisal of our array masters, this diagram contains extremely profound traces of spatial laws. Unfortunately, it is severely damaged, and its specific function is difficult to verify."

Just as boos were about to erupt from the audience, Yan Ruyu changed the subject, a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"However, our array master made an astonishing discovery during his research. The material and structure of this fragment are very likely the core component of an ancient teleportation array!"

This means that if a master of array formations could decipher its secrets, and using it as a foundation, supplemented with appropriate materials, it might even be possible to construct a stable short-range teleportation array!

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Teleportation array!

These three words carry just as much weight as "Superior Foundation Building Pill"!
If one could master a teleportation array, its strategic significance for both sects and families would be immeasurable. "Of course, this is only a theoretical possibility, and you are all aware of the risks and difficulties involved," Yan Ruyu said enticingly. "But what if it succeeds? The value of that would probably be immeasurable by spirit stones."

The 'Fragment of the Universe Map' has a starting bid of 3,000 low-grade spirit stones, with each bid increment no less than 300!

This starting price immediately deterred anyone hoping to snag a bargain.

Even Huang Hao abandoned his disdain, his brows furrowed, clearly weighing the pros and cons quickly.

Meng Xihong's heart was already pounding wildly.

When Yan Ruyu uttered the words "spatial laws," the dormant golden family tree deep within Meng Xihong's sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently.

That was not an ordinary fluctuation of spiritual energy, but an incomparably clear desire that instantly swept over his entire soul.

In an instant, the hexagram that appeared in the early morning flashed through his mind.

[The universe is imperfect, and the genealogy brings forth profound feelings]

So that's what it was!
We must get this incomplete map!
"Three thousand three hundred spirit stones." An aged voice came from the secluded private room where the incomplete skill had been auctioned off earlier.

"Three thousand six hundred." Another private room joined the competition.

Meng Xihong took a deep breath. He had less than two thousand spirit stones left, but the ten thousand spirit stones granted by Steward Qian were now his only source of confidence.

"Four thousand spirit stones," he calmly stated the price.

It's number one again!
Everyone was numb. It seemed this guy had come tonight specifically to buy up all the "broken" items.

"Four thousand five hundred." The aged voice rang out again, sounding somewhat strained.

"Five thousand!" Huang Hao suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with a gambling spirit. "I'll take this gamble and see what's so special about this broken stone!"

Meng Xihong's eyes narrowed.

What he was most worried about was a troublemaker like Huang Hao who didn't care about the consequences.

The tremor of the family genealogy grew stronger, as if urging him to spare no expense!
"Five thousand five hundred spirit stones." Meng Xihong's voice remained calm, devoid of any emotion.

"Enough, enough," Huang Hao's voice rang out again from VIP room number three, but this time it carried less anger and more of a feigned nonchalance.

"I'm just out here to train, and I happened to stop by Qingyang County to join in the fun. I don't have that much spare money to gamble with you on a worthless stone. Here's five thousand five hundred spirit stones. I hope you don't lose everything."

The gray-robed old man behind him breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and nodded slightly.

The aged voice sighed deeply and then fell silent.

"Five thousand five hundred spirit stones per time!"

"Five thousand five hundred spirit stones twice!"

"Five thousand five hundred spirit stones, three times! Sold!"

As the hammer fell, Meng Xihong let out a long sigh of relief.

A moment later, the maid Xiao Cui entered the private room carrying a tray. The way she looked at Meng Xihong had changed from looking at a monster to looking at a god.

“Mr. Yun, your three items will cost a total of 7,100 low-grade spirit stones.” Xiao Cui’s voice trembled slightly.

Meng Xihong took out the last 1,900 spirit stones he had and pushed them over.

Then, he took out a storage bag and placed it on the table.

"Here are 1,900 spirit stones. As for the remaining 5,200, I would like to trouble Miss Xiao Cui to hand over this bag of spirit herbs to Steward Qian. After appraisal, it should be enough to offset the cost."

Xiao Cui subconsciously took the storage bag, and after scanning it with her divine sense, her expression changed drastically.

The bag contained a small number of spiritual herbs, but each one was full of spiritual energy and had been around for a long time. The fragrance of some of them could almost be smelled through the bag. Their true value was far more than 5,200 spirit stones.

These were Meng Xihong's most valuable assets, which he planned to dispose of in batches to avoid attracting covetousness, since Deacon Qian's excessive attentiveness had made him wary.

But now, for the sake of that mysterious fragment of the map, there's no need to hide our abilities anymore; a little risk is worth taking.

"Yes, yes! This servant will certainly do it!" Xiao Cui nodded repeatedly, her awe for this mysterious "Mr. Yun" growing ever stronger.

When Meng Xihong's fingertips touched the cold "Fragment of the Universe Map," the golden family genealogy that had been trembling wildly in his mind suddenly calmed down.

Meng Xihong's eye twitched.

That's it? Playing dead after getting the goods? That's a bit of a scumbag.

He spent all his wealth, only to receive three unknown items in return.

Although it's unclear what the connection is between this last item and the family genealogy, since the genealogy itself has brought him such an incredible opportunity, then the things related to it... shouldn't be too bad, right?

With a sudden change of heart, Meng Xihong couldn't help but chuckle.

Regardless, he felt he made a killing on this deal!
(End of this chapter)