Chapter 147: Soul Power

  The first item up for auction is... "Mo Jia Fen's expression changed to one of shock, his voice suddenly rising, 'Zi Guang Jian'."

  As Mo Jia's voice fell, the auctioneer brought out a long sword with an extremely ancient appearance. The surface of this sword indeed had a faint purple glow surrounding it.

  And from the sword, a hint of icy coolness also emanated.

  "This purple light sword was once the sword of a powerful Da Ling master, able to cut through iron like mud. If an ordinary cultivator were to obtain this treasure, they would surely rise in power like a fish in water."

  Hehe, I think you all understand the importance of a weapon better than me. So, the base price for this Purple Light Sword is 5,000 gold coins, and each bid increase must not be less than 100 gold coins!

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  The staff member holding the purple light sword suddenly drew out the sword body, and the venue was instantly filled with a cold glow.

  "It's indeed a good sword!"

  Among the crowd below, someone shouted out loud.

  Xia Yan glanced at Yafen beside him, and he was also somewhat tempted by this sword. The long sword he used now was still the more delicate one Bai Wei had given him. If he could have a handy good weapon, his own strength would indeed be greatly enhanced.

  However, Xia Yan now has a special mineral called the Heart of Aquamarine. Once he arrives at Purple Leaf City, perhaps he can find a blacksmith to forge it into a weapon.

  Thinking of this, Xia Yan couldn't help but furrow his brow in hesitation.

  "Mr. Ling Luo, are you planning on buying this sword?" Yafen asked with a smile as she saw Xia Yan's expression.

  Xia Yan nodded and didn't hide it: "I'm indeed lacking a handy good weapon now, but I'm not in a hurry, let's see about it later".

  At this time, someone in the auction house had already started bidding. The first to raise the price was a middle-aged man who didn't seem like a cultivator, but rather a merchant.

  Yafen smiled and stroked her black long hair with slender fingers, "This purple light sword is not bad, but it's still not a real treasure sword."

  Shaking his head slightly, "The weapon that Mr. Ling Luo will use in the future must be a real sharp tool, this purple light sword is not worthy of Mr."

  Xia Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard Ya Fen say that, and said: "Miss Ya Fen is joking, actually not long ago the weapon I used was just an ordinary one that can be seen everywhere in the ironwork shops on the street. Even this sword I'm using now is only slightly better made."

  "The cheapest is a five-thousand-gold-coin weapon. Xia Yan's eyes sparkled, "Hehe, for me, it's already a rare treasure sword."

  When Xia Yan and Ya Fen were talking, the price of the Purple Light Sword had already been raised to eight thousand gold coins.

  What's strange is that the people bidding for this precious sword are mostly merchants, while the real cultivators are rarely making an offer.

  Yafenmei glanced at Xia Yan, whose eyes were filled with confusion. Smiling, she said: "Now, Mr. Ling Luo should know why I said this Purple Light Sword is not suitable for you to use."

  Xia Yan was taken aback and shook his head: "Miss Yafen, please speak clearly."

  Yafen said: "Actually, this purple light sword is made of high-grade ore, purple light iron. Although it's sharp, it's not suitable for a true strongman to use. The appearance looks gorgeous, but the weapon of a cultivator is used to kill people, and just looking good doesn't have much use. Those merchants are willing to spend a lot of money to bid on this sword because they value its beauty. But cultivators rarely spend a lot of money to buy such impractical things."

  Yafen paused for a moment and then pointed at Xu Gongzi who was still in the corner, saying: "Mr. Ling Luo, take a look at the blue gemstone on Xu Gongzi's body, you'll understand."

  Xia Yan turned his head and saw that Xu Gongzi was sitting in the corner, seemingly still recovering from the shock earlier, nodding his head with a sudden realization.

  That Mr. Xu wore a blue sapphire on his body, for the refining look, it was fundamentally useless, but the price was still expensive, it was its gorgeous appearance that allowed many people to use it to show off their wealth.

  Nodding. Xia Yan said sincerely: "I understand, thank you Miss Yafen for telling me!"

  The price of the Violet Light Sword was not raised too high. The final transaction price was 9,400 gold coins, and it was bought by a merchant from Jade Water City.

  The second item to be auctioned was a high-grade ore, but Xia Yan had no interest in the ore, so he didn't pay much attention to it. In the end, this piece of ore was auctioned off to a cultivator from outside.

  Although there were many people in the auction hall, no one was making a noise. The auction proceeded in an orderly manner.

  What Xia Yan was waiting for was Blood Lingcao.

  After buying Xue Ling Cao, you can prepare a medicine that promotes the growth of Jiling Hole.

  After taking out more than a dozen items in a row, the Blood Lingcao still didn't appear. The four bottles of spiritual liquid that Xia Yan brought also didn't show up. This made Xia Yan's heart feel somewhat anxious.

  "The items that are going to be auctioned off next are the Qingyang flower and high-grade medicinal materials!" Mo Jiafen stood on the front stage, his voice loud and clear.

  Swertia, high-grade medicinal material, extremely rare.

  On the rare herb identification, Xia Yan remembered Qingyang flower relatively clearly. This herb is a necessary material for refining many high-grade pills, and like Xueling grass, it can't be bought in ordinary shops, only possibly auctioned off at an auction house.

  Seeing high-grade medicinal materials appear, Xia Yan's spirit shook involuntarily.

  For Xia Yan, these medicinal materials will definitely be used frequently in the future, so even if they are not needed now, Xia Yan wants to take them down for future reference.

  Yafen saw Xia Yan's eyes lit up, her snow-white chin raised slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Mr. Ling Luo, do you want to hold this Qingyang flower?"

  A white jade plate was brought out by the staff, and on it was a snow-white Qingyang flower, exactly the same as the one marked in the Qizhen Atlas.

  Xia Yan nodded, "This rare medicinal material, I'm afraid everyone wants it!"

  "Ladies and gentlemen, this Qingyang flower is grown in the depths of the Sinful Forest's Qinglong Grand Canyon. The one who found it is a powerful Ling Master. Hehe, the base price for this Qingyang flower is... 10,000 gold coins."

  "Mr. Ling Luo, actually, like in our county town's auction house, the bidding for medicinal materials won't be very fierce." Ya Fen shook her head and said to Xia Yan.

  "Why is this? Xia Yan was somewhat taken aback."

  Because in our Jade Water City, a powerful spiritual master like Master Ling Luo is already extremely scarce, let alone an alchemist.

  "You think, everyone buys this high-grade medicine, do they raise it after buying it back? Without a Dan-making master to refine the Dan medicine, even if the effect of this medicine is great, it's useless." Yafen's mouth slightly curled up, "Moreover, even if some people have ways to find a Dan-making master, refining a kind of Dan medicine requires not just one or two kinds of medicine. Wanting to find all the medicines needed to refine high-quality Dan medicine is really troublesome!"

  "There's something else I haven't said!" Yafen continued, "Alchemists won't easily help others refine medicine, the price to pay for this is very high."

  Xia Yan's eyes had already brightened up early.

  He originally thought the competition would be fierce, but he didn't expect that in this county town, due to limited conditions, there were almost no alchemists. How could the competition be fierce then?

  If placed in a main city like Purple Leaf City, the competition for this medicinal herb might be extremely fierce.

  "Twelve thousand!"

  An elder of the Xi family made an offer.

  The three major families are after all the three major families, and they have some means. They also covet this rare medicinal material.

  13,000

  The elder of the Wang family immediately added a thousand gold coins.

  The heads of those second-rate families all shook their heads, they bought these high-grade medicinal materials but couldn't make use of them.

  "Fifteen thousand!"

  This time it was Xia Lei, the eldest of the Xia family, who called out a price.

  "This Qingyang flower should have been sold for around 30,000 yuan!" Yafen Mei said with a smile in her eyes, speaking softly to Xia Yan.

  "300,000 gold coins? I currently have over 5 million gold coins, which should be enough for me to use for a while." Xia Yan thought to himself, the gold coins were just a number to him.

  "Many, sixteen thousand." The old man of the Xi family slowly got up from his seat, stared at Xia Lei with dead fish eyes, and called out in a low voice.

  When reporting this number, Xi's family elder also felt a little proud!

  "Thirty thousand."

  Suddenly, a voice rang out in the auction hall.

  "Out comes this, the price is, it's Xia Yan sitting in the first row." Xia Yan slightly raised three fingers and said the number 30,000 gold coins.

  When Xia Yan shouted out loud, the entire venue was filled with a collective gasp of shock.

  It wasn't the 30,000 gold coins that shocked these people, but rather Xia Yan suddenly raising the price of this Qingyang flower from 16,000 to 30,000.

  Almost doubled directly on the basis of the original!

  Even Mo Jiafen on stage choked and stared at Xia Yan in shock.

  Yafen pouted and glared at Xia Yan, "I said the final price of this Qingyang flower might be around 30,000, but who would have thought you'd raise it like that? If you really want to buy it, you can slowly increase the price, maybe no one will bid against you and you'll get it for 20,000."

  Yafen whispered in Xia Yan's ear with a melancholic tone. What she said was indeed true, sometimes auction houses would even have unsold items, but such opportunities were extremely rare.

  Xia Yan smiled and said: "This way it will end faster. Look, as soon as I called out this price, no one else bid."

  His eyes scanned the room, and indeed no one was bidding anymore at this time.

  Mo Jia Fen stood at the front desk, and after a while, he came back to his senses, smiling and saying: "Mr. Ling Luo bid 30,000, so is there anyone who can offer a higher price? If not, this Qing Yang flower will belong to Mr. Ling Luo!"

  The several deacons sitting in the front row also turned their bodies and said to Xia Yan: "Mr. Ling Luo, what a great courage you have! This Qingyang flower must belong to Mr. Ling Luo!" If you want to know what happens next, please support the author.