← 百炼成仙

第四卷 七星岛 第七百三十一章 黑铁玄母

Lin Xuan was taken aback. He couldn't help but give the bald old man several more looks. Shi Fang seemed to sense something and slowly turned his head.

A cold, powerful presence swept over Lin Xuan's body. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into a frozen pit, hurriedly entering a state of alert, focusing on his dantian, and lowering his head in fear.

Fortunately, the concealment technique Lin Xuan practiced was truly extraordinary. The bald old man saw that Lin Xuan was a condensation core cultivator and didn't pay much attention to him, merely grunting before turning away.

However, Lin Xuan felt a headache as if something had pricked his识海. He had taken a small loss.

Lin Xuan was both shocked and angry inside but kept a fearful expression on his face. One must know when to adapt to the situation. At present, he dared not provoke any late-stage cultivators.

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Xuan suddenly got up and left the trading ground.

"Humph! The younger generation nowadays truly doesn't understand etiquette. Elder Brother Yellow Eyebrow has a broad mind; if anyone dares to look at me with such insolence as a condensation core cultivator, I will make them regret it," said an elderly man with a square face in a flattering tone, his expression full of flattery.

"Friend Qi, you speak too highly. Regardless, we are all humans. Besides, considering our status, there's no need to fuss over a junior," replied the bald old patriarch indifferently, though he felt puzzled inside. The cultivator who just passed by had an incredibly powerful presence; even if his attack wasn't fully exerted, it was still formidable.

Indeed, as soon as these words were spoken, many condensation core cultivators showed disappointment on their faces. They hadn’t managed to buy anything they liked in the second-level trading hall and now regretted spending that 5000 crystals for this chance. If only they had known not to waste it.

Of course, none of this affected Lin Xuan. After the old patriarch finished explaining the rules, he didn't leave but instead took out a storage bag, tapping on it to reveal a small, oval object about the size of a goose egg.

"Zz, black iron xuan mother, this is an excellent material for refining artifacts. Legend has it that its hardness ranks among the top twenty in all materials in the human world. It's extremely hard to find and mine. Friend Bai truly has extraordinary means; he managed to get such a large piece," said a voice of envy. Without needing the old stag to introduce it, other cultivators recognized this treasure.

"Hahaha, friend Qi overstates my abilities. I only got lucky. The sharpness of the artifact made from this material is unparalleled. Since I already have the green poison banner, I reluctantly part with this item at a starting price of 50,000 crystals; each bid must be at least 2000."

Fifty thousand?

Many condensation core cultivators sucked in their breaths as their previously enthusiastic gazes turned cold.

However, the old immortals were all very interested. Although everyone had their own innate treasures, buying something for self-defense was still a good idea.

"Sixty thousand!" "Seventy thousand!" Eighty thousand! "No one should try to outbid me; my sky crystal shield needs this material," said the bald man with a square face, who had just flattered the old patriarch.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be speechless. He had said that each bid must increase by 2000 crystals, yet eighty thousand was indeed unreasonable. Other cultivators hesitated and decided to give up.

"Hahaha, friend Qi truly has a big purse. This treasure I found so painstakingly is now yours," the old stag smiled broadly. The price of this item far exceeded his expectations, increasing by nearly 25%.

"Alas, each for himself. If not for my need for this material for my sky crystal shield, I would have hesitated to spend 80,000 crystals." The bald man sighed, looking pained as he walked forward.

Just then, a voice that surprised everyone rang out: "Wait! This should be sold to the junior cultivator. I'll offer 90,000 crystals."

"What?" Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the speaker, who was an unknown condensation core cultivator.

The surprise on their faces was evident. For a condensation core cultivator, 90,000 crystals was not a small sum; most would have to sell everything they owned to gather such a sum.

While it made sense for someone to bid heavily for a top-tier artifact, bidding so much for a refining material seemed extravagant.

Moreover, although the auction was price-driven, condensation core cultivators generally didn't compete with old immortals. Their needs were different, and no one wanted to make an enemy out of such a formidable opponent. Inside the mountains, the old immortals couldn’t act openly, but once the auction ended, buying would be like buying a death warrant.

Thus, Lin Xuan’s actions seemed overly foolish. The bald man's expression darkened as he scanned Lin Xuan and said with a sneer: "Old man offers 92,000 crystals."

"One hundred thousand!" Lin Xuan ignored the old man's expression and boldly bid again without even raising an eyebrow.

"Friend, are you really trying to provoke me? I have already warned you not to outbid me," the old man said.

"Senior, your words are incorrect. An auction is won by the highest bidder. Moreover, my mentor instructed me that if this black iron xuan mother appears, I must secure it." Lin Xuan's expression was calm; he didn't even look at the angry old cultivator.

The old man was taken aback and his anger gradually subsided as a serious expression appeared on his face: "Who is your master?"

"Sorry, my mentor instructed me not to reveal his name," Lin Xuan replied indifferently.

"Well, well." The bald man, though seething with rage, felt some reservations seeing Lin Xuan's boldness. He didn't care about a mere condensation core cultivator but the old monster behind him was formidable; he might not be able to provoke such an opponent.

With his show of bravado and generous use of crystals, Lin Xuan successfully secured the black iron xuan mother. Whether it drew attention from others or not, he didn't care since he had already changed his appearance.

The old stag, on the other hand, was secretly delighted.

The first item sold at such a high price greatly excited the cultivators present and fully engaged their interest.

One by one, more cultivators stepped forward. Various treasures were taken out of their storage bags, with different demands. Some wanted to exchange for specific items while others aimed to buy crystals through an auction.

Different demands led to varied outcomes; all items that exchanged for crystals sold at high prices, with tens or even twenties of thousands of crystals being common. Lin Xuan's earlier generosity didn't seem so extravagant anymore.

Indeed, this was a transaction at the immortals' level—everyone had deep pockets.

Lin Xuan couldn’t help but feel some admiration.

For those who wanted to exchange for items, their success rate was lower. Lin Xuan, having seen many things in his travels, found that the old monsters often requested rare and peculiar materials, many of which he hadn't even heard of.

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English