Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Chapter 79 Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object [Please Subscribe]

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

The auction is getting closer.

Early that morning.

At dawn, the sky was still dark.

Inside the bedroom of the inn on West Street of Xiancheng.

Jiang Yi, dressed in a green robe and with his hair tied in a Taoist bun, sat cross-legged on the bed, immersed in a meditative state of forgetting himself and the world.

His eyes were slightly closed, his hands formed a mudra, and he held a water spirit pearl in front of his knees. An empty pill bottle lay scattered beside him.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged in, and he drew it into his body with each breath, disciplining it with his magical power and circulating it throughout his body via his meridians.

Slowly refine and temper, removing the dross and retaining the essence.

Each strand transforms into pure magical power, like drops of water, slowly flowing into the lake of Qi Sea.

We must continuously strengthen our foundation and steadily improve our work.

At the head of the bed.

Little Pear curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly, her snores rising and falling.

Its old fur had all fallen off, and new fur had grown out, still a deep blue color, though it was still a bit short.

Flowing, dark patterns were outlined on the chest, abdomen, and limbs, smoother and shinier than before, gleaming faintly in the dim light.

Time passed slowly.

Before we knew it.

As dawn breaks outside the window, the rising sun pierces the morning mist with its myriad rays of light.

The immortal city was already bustling with activity and lively atmosphere.

The monks gathered in twos and threes, excitedly discussing the auction.

Everyone was eager and excited.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

At a certain moment, a magnificent bell suddenly rang out in the city, instantly spreading throughout the entire immortal city and touching the hearts of everyone.

The bells rang several times in succession, melodious and stirring, lasting for a long time.

The cultivators who were meditating and practicing breathing exercises in the inns and caves were also startled by the sound of the bell.

This is to remind everyone that the auction is about to begin and that you should enter as soon as possible, as latecomers will not be waited for.

in the bedroom.

Upon hearing the bell, Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow, quickly regained his composure, dispersed his magic incantation, and calmed the surging magical power within his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"Meow~"

Xiao Li was also awakened by the bell. She looked up and around for a while, then got up and moved closer to Jiang Yi, leaning her head up and calling out twice.

Jiang Yi smiled slightly, reached out and rubbed the little guy's head, and said gently, "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you to broaden your horizons."

After saying that, he turned up, stuffed the pear back into his chest, walked to the bedside and opened a bundle.

He took out a straw hat, a cloak, and other items, put them on, and carefully disguised himself.

Then he lowered the veil from the edge of his straw hat, covering himself completely.

He looked around to make sure there were no oversights, and then checked his belongings again.

Only then did he push open the door, leave the inn, and merge into the flow of people on the street.

Southeast corner of the Immortal City.

A three-story hall stands there, where the auction is held.

Jiang Yi had spent five spirit stones to buy an entry token a few days earlier; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to even step through the door.

After all, there are so many people coming, but the space is limited. If we don't set any thresholds and let everyone in, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause.

Most of the monks who came to participate in the auction disguised themselves and concealed their appearance to avoid being targeted by those with ulterior motives after winning the treasures.

Jiang Yi, wearing a straw hat, blended in and was completely inconspicuous.

About fifteen minutes later.

He arrived at the entrance of the venue with the crowd.

The palace occupies a vast area, and dozens of guards stand in formation at the entrance, scanning the surroundings with menacing eyes.

Anyone who dares to show any sign of causing trouble will be immediately rushed in and apprehended.

Jiang Yi showed his token and, after being checked by the guards, successfully entered the auction hall.

His token was the cheapest tier, only enough for a seat in the hall.

There are also private rooms and elegant private rooms upstairs, but they are much more expensive.

Ordinary independent cultivators would never waste that money.

The venue is extremely spacious, with a semi-circular, tiered layout that can accommodate thousands of people.

Rows of stone chairs are neatly arranged in several circles, with numbers engraved on the backs.

Directly in front of them was a platform about ten feet above the ground, entirely paved with white jade, with a cloud-patterned spirit pillar standing at each of the four corners.

Jiang Yi looked around, adjusted his straw hat, followed the token to his seat, and sat down in a corner at the back.

He closed his eyes, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and waited silently for the auction to begin.

As time went by, more and more people poured into the venue.

The entire hall was quickly filled to capacity.

The area was vast and quiet, with few people whispering or talking amongst themselves.

Everyone eagerly awaited the appearance of their coveted treasure.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

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A moment later, the three chimes echoed once more.

The main hall slammed shut, and a pale golden curtain of light slowly descended, enveloping the entire venue.

Runes flowed and flashes of light appeared on the light screen, isolating the inside from the outside.

No one may enter or leave before the auction concludes.

Not long after.

A figure with gray hair and beard and a gaunt face walked out from the side corridor.

He walked calmly onto the stage, cupped his hands in greeting to the audience, and said in a loud voice, "Fellow Daoists, my surname is Zheng, and my given name is Heng. I am honored to be the host of this auction. Welcome to all of you who have come from afar to support this grand auction."

"Before the auction begins, there are a few rules that I must make clear to you all in advance."

First, no noise or disturbance is allowed during the auction. Second, the transaction will be completed on the spot after a successful bid, and the spirit stones and treasures will be verified in person; no credit will be granted.

Therefore, please act within your means and do not maliciously raise prices. If you bid for a treasure but cannot produce the spirit stones, it will be difficult to back down if unpleasantness arises.

Thirdly, no one may leave the venue during the auction. In case of emergency, a guard may accompany the person to the back hall.

Having finished speaking, Zheng Heng cupped his hands in greeting to the guests from all directions once more and said with a smile, "Very well, I know that you fellow Daoists are all eager to begin, so I will not take up any more of your time. I hereby declare the auction officially open!"

next moment.

A beautiful maidservant gracefully stepped forward with a tray and placed it on the jade table in the center of the display stand.

On the tray was an exquisite jade box, with a spirit-sealing talisman affixed to the seams to firmly lock away the spiritual energy within, preventing any leakage.

Everyone's eyes turned to the jade box, and their breathing became lighter.

Zheng Heng smiled slightly, and without keeping them in suspense, stepped forward, removed the sealing talisman, and opened the jade box.

A soft, ethereal light emanated from the box, illuminating his beard and hair, making them appear green.

Inside the box lay a thumb-sized, vibrant green object, resembling a spirit seed, its surface covered with wood grain patterns.

"This item is called Qingxuan Seed, which is a second-grade low-level item. It is harvested from the Qingxuan Spirit Tree and is extremely rare."

If a fellow cultivator with a wood-type spiritual root reaches the pinnacle of Qi Refining, refining this item into their body can increase their chances of success when attempting to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Zheng Heng's voice was calm and unhurried, yet highly persuasive: "Fellow Daoists, you must all be well aware of the difficulty of Foundation Establishment. The more you rely on, the more hope you have of ascending to the Great Dao."

The starting bid for this item is 2,000 spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 100 spirit stones higher.

If any fellow cultivators are interested in this item and are preparing to establish their foundation, do not miss this opportunity! The auction has begun!

"Two thousand two!"

"Two thousand five hundred!"

"Two thousand eight!"

"Three thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of bids rose and fell in the hall.

The crowd's eyes shone brightly, their expressions eager, as if they were determined to win.

Jiang Yi was somewhat alarmed upon seeing this, and secretly marveled at the grand scale of the Cang'ao Sect.

The very first item up for auction was a second-tier Foundation Establishment spiritual artifact, which immediately ignited the atmosphere.

He wasn't particularly interested in this item; as he possessed a water-attribute spiritual root, the Azure Profound Seed wasn't a good match for him.

More often than not, they quietly observed the monks who made the bids, silently noting their figures and mannerisms.

"Three thousand two!"

"Three thousand five!"

"Three thousand eight!"

Prices soared, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

The bidding rate only gradually slowed down when it approached four thousand spirit stones.

Only three cultivators remained to participate in the auction, each testing the other's limits.

A moment later, after another fierce competition.

The Azure Profound Seed was ultimately sold for 4,800 spirit stones to a cultivator wearing a wide black robe and a bronze mask.

Before the maid could present the item, the man got up and left his seat, quickly heading to the back room to complete the transaction.

Clearly, they felt they were attracting too much attention and didn't want to reveal too much, thus avoiding being noticed.

Zheng Heng smiled slightly and said loudly, "Congratulations to this fellow Daoist on winning the Azure Profound Seed! I wish you a speedy establishment of your Dao foundation and a long and carefree life!"

Having said that, he struck while the iron was hot and clapped his hands lightly again.

Another maidservant gracefully stepped forward and placed the tray on the jade table.

This time it was a long and narrow jade box, about three feet long.

Zheng Heng raised his hand and opened the jade box. A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, causing the cultivators in the front row to gasp.

Inside the box lay a long, golden sword, its blade slender and straight, seemingly cast entirely in pure gold, radiating intense heat.

He picked up the golden knife, held it in front of him, and said in a passionate tone: "Please look, everyone, this knife is called Blazing Sun. It is a top-grade magic weapon, made of crimson flame gold mixed with fire rhinoceros bone. When activated, it is covered with flames and has amazing power. Few can rival it at the same level!"

The starting bid is 500 spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 50 spirit stones higher. Fellow Daoist, if interested, please place your bid!