Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 158 - 158 157 Sudden Change Midway

158: Chapter 157: Sudden Change Midway 158: Chapter 157: Sudden Change Midway “The first item is the Green Spirit Pill, a type of elixir pill created by the Ming Alchemist.

I believe everyone should be familiar with it.”

“This Spirit Pill can enhance the Spiritual Power of Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists, and it is very pure.

Martial Artists only need to absorb it.”

The White Robed Elder briefly explained.

Lin Xuan understood; this type of elixir pill could shorten cultivation time, allowing Martial Artists to rapidly increase their cultivation in a short period of time.

However, one should not consume too many of these pills, as the power gained was not cultivated by oneself and, despite its purity, it contained impurities.

“There are three in total, to be auctioned separately,” the White Robed Elder slowly said, clearly aware of this matter.

“The starting price is ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones, each bid must increase by at least a thousand.”

After the White Robed Elder finished speaking, the crowd below erupted.

Most of the Martial Artists present were from the Spirit Sea Realm, and they were in dire need of such elixir pills.

Immediately, many people started bidding.

“Twelve thousand!”

“Fifteen thousand!”

“Eighteen thousand…”

Shouts rose and fell.

Lin Xuan was astonished as he listened, evidently having underestimated the allure of this type of elixir pill.

For ordinary Martial Artists, an increase in cultivation meant a significant boost in strength; perhaps it would earn them recognition within their sect or give them a better chance to escape during adventures.

In the end, the first Jade Pill was sold for twenty-two thousand.

The remaining two elixir pills were sold for twenty thousand and twenty-four thousand, respectively.

The three elixir pills selling for nearly seventy thousand low-grade spiritual stones was something Lin Xuan had never imagined before.

The White Robed Elder was also very satisfied with the price fetched by the first item.

The auction continued smoothly.

Everything that appeared in the auction house was extraordinary; there was no worry of any item being unsold.

Lin Xuan didn’t bid.

He was not lacking cultivation techniques or elixir pills at the time, only a sharp weapon.

The auction slowly proceeded; within two hours, seven items were sold.

At that moment, the White Robed Elder on the auction stage spoke loudly.

“Next up, we have an item that can be considered quite rare.

I hope everyone will seize this opportunity.”

His words piqued the interest of the crowd, and many began to speculate about what it could be.

“Master Bai, stop keeping us in suspense, just tell us!”

Down below, an impatient Martial Artist shouted.

Everyone looked curiously at the auction stage, waiting for the White Robed Elder to reveal the answer.

A beautiful maid stepped forward, carrying a fiery red longsword.

The White Robed Elder took the longsword in his hand and gently waved it in the void.

A sword light over ten meters long suddenly appeared, cutting through the air and bringing with it a wave of heat that rose to the heavens.

Whoosh!

It was like a sea of fire spreading, the air ablaze in red.

“A Xuan-grade treasure!” The crowd below felt the power and exclaimed.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Immediately, everyone’s fervent gazes converged on the auction stage.

The White Robed Elder was very pleased with this effect; he laughed loudly, “Yes, indeed, it is a Xuan-grade treasure, and even an ancient one at that.”

“This treasure saber has a mysterious origin and is not a contemporary artifact.”

“Do not miss this opportunity!”

The White Robed Elder then placed the longsword back down and smilingly said, “The starting price is one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and each bid must increase by no less than ten thousand spiritual stones!”

His words echoed in the auction house for a long time.

Hiss—

The crowd gasped, their enthusiasm cooled somewhat.

One hundred thousand spiritual stones was not a small amount; typical Soul Realm Martial Artists simply couldn’t afford it.

Only disciples of Great Sects or sons of prominent families could pay such a huge sum, and once these kinds of people joined the bidding, the price would definitely surpass one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

The room fell somewhat silent for a moment; ordinary disciples couldn’t afford it, and the wealthy were observing.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly; this was not the scene he wanted to see.

“One hundred ten thousand,” he said lightly.

Xuan-grade treasure sabers were not common; he didn’t believe these people could let this opportunity pass.

Sure enough, after he spoke, more bids followed one after another.

The price of the fiery red long sword continued to climb, reaching 150,000.

Ordinary martial artists had begun to incessantly swallow their saliva, while Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered with a trace of a smile on his lips.

He knew the price would not stop there, for he had noticed among those bidding, there was a disciple from the Cang Family.

It was Cang Lei’s brother, Cang Bao.

As a swordman and a genius disciple on the Hidden Dragon List, Lin Xuan believed he would not let this opportunity pass.

Sure enough, Cang Bao’s expression was dark, seemingly impatient.

He snorted coldly, and his chilly voice rang out, “200,000!”

Silence, absolute silence.

Only the voice of Cang Bao echoed, and the crowd was startled by his bid.

Lin Xuan smiled satisfactorily; this price had already exceeded his budget, and even the white-robed elder on the auction stage was all smiles.

Just when everyone thought it was going to end, a lazy voice sounded.

“210,000!”

“What?

Someone else is raising the bid!”

“Somebody is actually ignoring Cang Bao’s face!”

In Qing Province, there was hardly anyone who didn’t recognize Cang Bao, and now someone was daring to snatch the prey from the tiger’s mouth.

However, when the crowd discovered the source of the voice, they all fell silent.

Because that voice had come from one of the private rooms.

Anyone who could enter a private room either had an illustrious identity or superior strength, far beyond their comparison.

Cang Bao’s expression darkened further as he looked towards the second-floor private room, his fists clenched tightly.

“220,000!” Cang Bao announced his bid.

“230,000!” The voice still sounded lazy, without any change.

“250,000!” Cang Bao gritted his teeth; this was his limit, any more and he would have to give up.

His knuckles turned white from the force of his grip.

With this saber, he could definitely enter the top fifty of the Hidden Dragon List!

“260,000.”

The voice sounded as if it was talking about something trivial.

Cang Bao’s body stiffened slightly; he didn’t place another bid but sat down with a dark expression.

On the auction stage, the white-robed elder cheerfully said, “Congratulations to the owner of room number three for obtaining this Xuan-grade treasure saber.”

The crowd was amazed; the price of 260,000 had already exceeded the value of a low-level Xuan Rank treasure, but the person didn’t seem to care at all.

Lin Xuan was the most pleased; he hadn’t expected a low-level Xuan Rank treasure to sell for 260,000 spiritual stones, which was close to the value of an intermediate Xuan Rank treasure.

With this money, he felt more confident about the upcoming auction of the Longsword treasure.

The following part of the auction was somewhat dull; the crowd’s emotions were clearly not very high.

But the next item soon pushed the auction’s atmosphere to a climax again.

The white-robed elder brought out a longsword, raising it high in midair.

The sword was three feet long, engraved with ancient inscriptions on the blade that shone coldly like autumn water.

The longsword danced lightly, its sword light flickering, cutting through the void.

Lin Xuan keenly sensed that the power of this longsword was far above that of the fiery red long sword.

“The sword’s name is Autumn Trace, a mid-grade Xuan Rank treasure, starting price 200,000, and each increase must not be less than 10,000!” The white-robed elder announced, and the crowd erupted.

At that moment, the auction hall’s main door slowly opened, and a group of people walked in.

The crowd looked back in confusion.

They knew that during the auction process, martial artists were not allowed to enter and exit at will.

But now, someone was disregarding this rule and had walked in.

Lin Xuan also turned to look, and when he saw the person, his body suddenly froze.

Behind him, a group of people stood at the entrance, radiating powerful auras.

In the middle of them, a man with star-like eyes and a sword-like gaze had an aura as sharp as a drawn divine sword.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted, and he involuntarily clenched his fists.