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第一千九百二十五章 寒冰戟与望离丹

The elderly man with silver hair spoke, causing many cultivators who were attending the auction for the first time to look bewildered. However, this only sparked a brief round of murmurs.

No one withdrew their bids; after all, at their current cultivation levels, few would find killing and stealing unfamiliar. In fact, everyone had experienced such situations.

If the owner of this treasure was from some powerful sect, it might attract unwanted attention, but what did that matter? As they say, to catch a tiger you must enter its den. If one were too timid, why embark on the treacherous path toward immortality when one could simply live a peaceful life among ordinary people.

Fear not if you're afraid; just don't be a cultivator!

As long as the treasure was truly rare, they didn't care about potential risks.

Thus, the brief murmurs quickly subsided.

The elderly man with silver hair noticed this and his pupils constricted slightly. A satisfied expression appeared on his face: "Since none of you have any objections, let's get started. The auction will now begin."

Before he could finish speaking, a beautiful maidservant walked forward carrying a tray.

This woman was in her late twenties or early thirties, not an absolute beauty but quite attractive. She was a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Many people projected their divine sense out, but it was blocked by the red silk on the tray. Fortunately, this was just the first item up for auction, and the elderly man wouldn't engage in unnecessary theatrics; he simply lifted the silk himself.

A small object about an inch long appeared before them.

"This is a Cold Ice Spear, a treasure from the sea tribe with water attributes. I believe many of you have heard of its name. It's crafted from deep-sea cold iron and Western fine gold, enhancing various water attribute spells. The cold ice attack alone can be quite dangerous for even an元婴 cultivator; the starting bid is five thousand middle-grade crystal stones. Each increase must be at least one thousand."

The elderly man with silver hair had barely finished speaking when the room erupted in chatter.

"Is this the Cold Ice Spear from Old Monster Qiu's lair?"

"It’s made of deep-sea cold iron and Western fine gold, so it can't be wrong."

"This thing... despite being an unexpected find for Old Monster Qiu, he holds it even more dear than his own命宝. How could such a rare item end up here? Could it be that Old Monster Qiu has fallen from grace? His strength far exceeds that of ordinary late-stage元婴 cultivators..."

Various murmurs filled the room as Lin Xuan's face remained calm. However, deep within him, he felt some emotion stir. To him, this Cold Ice Spear might not seem significant, but to an元婴 cultivator, it was a precious treasure. The first item up for auction was already impressive; it seemed his journey here wasn't in vain.

Five thousand middle-grade crystal stones weren’t insignificant, but if the treasure was truly rare, he wouldn’t mind going broke. Such items often caused bloodshed even under normal circumstances, let alone now.

Dozens of cultivators joined the bidding right away. Although this item came from a sea tribe, humans and monsters could still find it useful.

In an instant, the price of the Cold Ice Spear rose to seventy thousand middle-grade crystal stones as bids fell silent.

While the item was indeed rare, seventy thousand middle-grade crystal stones seemed too high for any angle.

It was only the first auction item; many cultivators chose to give up. However, some had different thoughts. If this first item was so precious, how could they afford better ones later? Thus, the Cold Ice Spear was sold for seventy-five thousand middle-grade crystal stones by a mid-stage sea tribe cultivator wearing a black hood that shielded his face.

That hood also blocked divine sense detection to an extent, but not necessarily his own. The difference in cultivation levels was too great.

Lin Xuan didn’t bother with such trivial matters. A mere mid-stage sea tribe cultivator couldn't interest him enough for such scrutiny.

When the sea tribe cultivator successfully purchased the item and left without lingering, Lin Xuan nodded approvingly. Though this person’s cultivation wasn’t impressive, his self-awareness was commendable.

Leaving now was a wise choice; otherwise, he might be ambushed just a few miles away from the marketplace. The world of cultivation was unforgiving—those who carried valuable treasures often faced danger.

Despite many cultivators’ covetous glances, they chose to focus on the next auction item, hoping for something even better.

The departure of this person drew some attention but was merely a minor distraction. Above the Separation Realm, few cared about such trivialities.

According to auction rules, items grew rarer as the auction progressed; the first item was just an appetizer.

High-level cultivators didn’t care much, and another beautiful maidservant walked forward with a tray.

Her appearance was even more captivating, but no one paid attention. They were here for treasures, not pretty faces.

"This second item is also suitable for元婴 cultivators," the elderly man said, his tone exuding confidence that made many cultivators exchange glances. However, their curiosity was piqued.

Some remained indifferent like Lin Xuan; these people were either seasoned or cunning.

While not everyone showed great interest, the atmosphere pleased the elderly man immensely.

He removed the red silk to reveal a jade bottle no taller than an inch, indistinguishable from ordinary medicine bottles.

The elderly man uncorked it and two purple-red pills emerged. A pleasant aroma wafted into their noses.

"These are...," Lin Xuan’s expression changed as he heard the elderly man say: "Two Wishing Departure Pills. I believe many of you have heard of this name. When one's cultivation reaches late-stage元婴, taking these pills can significantly increase the chances of advancing to Separation Realm; two together start at twenty thousand middle-grade crystal stones, with each bid increasing by no less than five hundred."

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