Cultivating 100000 Years

C33 The Challenge of the Spirit Treasure Auction



C33 The Challenge of the Spirit Treasure Auction

0"So many people are seeking death!" Xu Yang sneered, so what if he had Nascent Infant Period?! In front of him, he was nothing more than an ant!    

    

Xu Yang lightly stretched out a finger and clashed with the incoming dagger!    

    

There was no earth-shattering explosion. The man's dagger turned into sand in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the air.    

    

"Puff …" She spat out a mouthful of blood, and the moment Xu Yang's finger collided with her, it was as if she crashed into a huge mountain. Bones all over her body cracked and crackled as she flew backwards, crashing into another wall.    

    

"Bang …"    

    

After landing on the ground, the person's meridians and Nascent Souls were all destroyed, and his entire body was cracked. He was already on the verge of death.    

    

In reality, this was the result of Xu Yang holding back. If not, Xu Yang could make it disappear where it was and not leave a single mark on the world.    

    

"What …" How did I see the possibility, when did such a powerful figure appear in Qi Prefecture?! " The person muttered to himself. His face was ashen and filled with despair. He could not believe what he had just heard.    

    

His name was Deng Xuan, and he came from the headquarters of the Spiritual Treasure sect. He was already at the early Nascent Soul Stage and had been sent by the Spiritual Treasure sect to assist Zhang Shuang Tian.    

    

Deng Xuan, who had come to the Spirit Treasure Auction headquarters, naturally looked down on the insignificant Qi Prefecture.    

    

In his view, this kind of small place, how could there be any strong practitioners that ignored Zhang Shuang Tian's warning and brazenly stepped onto the Tianlan Sect to provoke him?    

    

Xu Yang slowly walked in front of Deng Xuan and looked down at him. Killing intent filled his eyes.    

    

"Don't... Don't kill me. " Deng Xuan crumbled under this gaze. This gaze was bone-chilling cold, as if it came from the depths of hell!    

    

Was this really the gaze a human should have?    

    

"Please forgive me …" I'll tell you everything I know! " Deng Xuan said incoherently.    

    

"You tell me? "No need!" Xu Yang's lips curled up into a cruel smile. He directly put his hand on Deng Xuan's head, and in the next second, Deng Xuan let out the most miserable howl of his life.    

    

This was the Great Art of Soul Absorbing, an evil art that was generally accepted in the Three Realms. It could absorb a wisp of another person's soul! To know all of that person's life's past!    

    

Not only would they suffer great pain from being soul-devouring, they who had lost a strand of their soul would die in three minutes.    

    

Three minutes later...    

    

Xu Yang threw Deng Xuan, who was no longer breathing, away. He turned to Ling Qingshu and said, "Wait for me at the sect. I'll be back soon."    

    

He then threw a bottle of Pill to Ling Qingshu and said, "This is the healing Pill, you guys eat it."    

    

"Ancestor, where are you going!?" Ling Qingshu asked as she stood up with much difficulty.    

    

"Finding Spirit Treasure Auction will be troublesome!" Xu Yang's words were filled with killing intent.    

    

After searching his soul, Xu Yang found out that that person was sent by Spirit Treasure Auction.    

    

Originally, Xu Yang didn't plan on finding trouble with Spirit Treasure Auction but Spirit Treasure Auction instead.    

    

It's just that, this time, the Spirit Treasure Auction people actually attacked the Tianlan Sect disciples, causing Xu Yang to be unable to endure any longer!    

    

Even though he was strong, it was impossible for him to protect so many Tianlan Sect disciples at all times.    

    

Since that's the case, then let the Spirit Treasure Auction disappear.    

    

"..."    

    

Qizhou City Auction House, a high grade treasure sword was currently being auctioned like a raging fire.    

    

"Origin Fire Sword, 1000 Spirit Stone!" Has someone offered a higher price?! "    

    

The auctioneer was an old man with Golden Core Period. His expression was excited, and the price of a high grade treasure sword with a thousand Spirit Stone heads was already considered high.    

    

"The first time, one thousand Spirit Stone!"    

    

"Second time, a thousand Spirit Stone!"    

    

The old man raised the small wooden hammer high up and was about to hit the hammer.    

    

A youth stood up happily. After an intense battle, he was indeed richer.    

    

The gazes with which he looked at the others were filled with even more haughtiness.    

    

"The third time! One thousand Spirit Stone, success … "    

    

"Wait, I bid ten thousand Spirit Stone."    

    

Just as the old man was about to make his decision, a lazy voice suddenly sounded from a room in the center of the auction.    

    

Silence...    

    

Everyone's gaze turned towards the box. A treasure sword that even a thousand Spirit Stone thought was expensive, if he bid ten thousand, he must be joking.    

    

His face had turned ashen, and he clenched his fists tightly.    

    

Unexpectedly, he said: "It's just a spirit sword, but he actually offered such a high price. He couldn't be speaking nonsense, right?"    

    

The face of the auctioneer became serious as he spoke.    

    

"Friends in the private box, there's no need to joke around at the auction. Since you've already said it, you must use that price to buy it!"    

    

"Heh heh, what's wrong, are you looking down on me? If I say one Spirit Stone, then it's ten thousand Spirit Stone. " The person in the room said.    

    

His bland words were filled with the air of someone pretending to be rich.    

    

Alright, since the big shot had already said so, what else could the others say.    

    

"Ten thousand Spirit Stone going once."    

    

"The second time are ten thousand Spirit Stone."    

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"Ten thousand Spirit Stone, number one …"    

    

"I bid, twenty thousand Spirit Stone." Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded from the other room.    

    

The entire auction venue had gone completely silent as they stared at the two private rooms.    

    

The auctioneer also realized that something was not right. He hastily called someone over and whispered something into his ear.    

    

Hearing this, that person disappeared from the auction venue.    

    

In the room, Xu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.    

    

There was actually someone who came to compete with him! It was really interesting.    

    

That's right, the person who said 10,000 stones, was Xu Yang. She came here to cause trouble for Spirit Treasure Auction.    

    

He did not intend to use this price to buy the pill.    

    

"Interesting, really interesting. However, I don't have the mood to play with you right now." Xu Yang laughed in disdain and slowly spat out a number.    

    

"I offer a hundred thousand Spirit Stone."    

    

The old man in charge of the auction was so excited that he was about to faint.    

    

The person in the room was either a tycoon or someone who did not put their Spirit Treasure Auction in his eyes and was playing with them.    

    

A few Golden Core Period cultivators unknowingly surrounded the private box.    

    

The old man, who was in charge of the auction, raised up the hundred thousand Spirit Stone high-grade sword he had sold for a display before asking three times in a row.    

    

This time, no one agreed. Xu Yang successfully auctioned the sword with ten thousand Spirit Stone.    

    

The old man who was in charge of the auction personally sent the sword to Xu Yang's room.    

    

"Milord, your sword." The old man respectfully handed the sword over to Xu Yang.    

    

He looked up and whispered in his heart.    

    

"This, why does it look so familiar?"    

    

Xu Yang took the sword. With a flash of flame in his hand, the sword turned into ashes.    

    

"You …" The auctioneer turned pale with fright, and asked coldly: "Who are you, to actually come to Spirit Treasure Auction to provoke you! I think you must be tired of living! "    

    

Considering what happened just now, the auctioneer naturally guessed that Xu Yang wasn't here to auction a treasure, but to provoke him.    

    

"I am Xu Yang. I heard that your Soul Treasure wants to kill me?"    

    


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