Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race-Chapter 49 - Fire Rock Beast_1

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49: 49 Fire Rock Beast_1

A day had passed swiftly, and at 11:00 PM, the night was like water, with lights blazing bright on Cloud Dream Mountain.

There stood a five-story tall azure pavilion, its signboard inscribed with the golden characters “Yaming Pavilion”.

The main hall was spacious and bright.

A young man in blue, with plain facial features, sat in a corner, sipping tea quietly.

It was Shen Long, who had altered his appearance.

A ruddy-faced old man in a green robe stood behind the counter, flipping through a ledger.

The underground auction had many appealing items, though their origins were dubious; they could be stolen property or even spoils from murder and plunder.

Shen Long didn’t know what treasures he might encounter, so he had purposefully disguised himself.

He had arrived at Yaming Pavilion early and observed for quite some time.

Several Qi Refining Cultivators had exchanged a few words with the green-robed old man using voice transmission, then walked into the backyard.

Shen Long approached, transmitting his voice, “Shopkeeper, I heard there’s an auction being held here?”

“You can go to the backyard yourself!

The entrance is in the backyard,”

the green-robed old man said without lifting his head.

Shen Long nodded and strode towards the backyard.

The backyard wasn’t large.

There was a simple azure wooden hut with a robust man in golden garb, with the build of a tiger and bear, standing at the door.

Shen Long approached and asked politely, “Fellow Daoist, where is the entrance?”

The man in the golden garb pushed open the door.

The room was small, with an azure stone staircase in the bottom left corner leading underground, from where the sounds of clamor were faintly audible.

“Just head on in,”

said the man in the golden garb.

Shen Long expressed his gratitude and descended the azure stone steps.

Before long, he reached the ground level and after walking more than a dozen steps, he emerged into an underground cavern spanning three acres.

Here gathered more than a hundred cultivators, mostly Qi Refining Cultivators, with a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

In the center of the cavern, there was a circular stage over ten yards in diameter with an azure wooden table and a matching stool set upon it.

Shen Long found a good spot near the front and waited quietly.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, accompanied by the loud ringing of a bell, a portly man in golden clothing ascended the circular stage.

Judging by his aura, he was only at the Qi Refinement Realm.

“I am Wu Shan, in charge of this auction.

The highest bidder wins.

If your Spirit Stones are insufficient, items can be used as collateral.

Let the bidding begin,”

said the man in golden clothing, keeping his introduction brief.

He produced three golden porcelain bottles and announced, “First-grade Purple Jade Pills, effective antidote, with a starting bid of twenty Spirit Stones, with increments of at least two Stone each.”

“Twenty-two!”

“Twenty-four!”

“Twenty-six!”

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The price climbed steadily, but Shen Long did not join the bidding.

Purple Jade Pills were not a rare type of elixir.

Many elixir shops sold similar products.

Wu Shan quickly auctioned off the three bottles of Purple Jade Pills and brought forth two azure porcelain bottles, saying, “Invincible Golden Pills, after taking them, spending a night with five ladies is no issue at all, starting bid of twenty Spirit Stones, increments of at least five Stones.”

“Twenty!”

“Twenty-five!”

“Thirty!”

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Wu Shan displayed various auction items—elixirs, artifact refining materials, Spiritual Medicines, beast hides, and more—each fetching a high price.

Shen Long did not bid, not for a lack of interest, but because those items were not essential for him.

After another cup of tea’s time, having auctioned off a high-quality Magic Artifact, Wu Shan produced a blue jade box.

Opening it, he revealed a blue pill inside, which emitted a peculiar fragrance.

“Foundation Establishment Pill!”

Someone recognized the pill’s origin.

This announcement caused a stir among the Qi Refining Cultivators, their eyes lighting up with fervor, especially among those who had not passed the assessments.

“One Foundation Establishment Pill, with a starting bid of twenty thousand Spirit Stones, and increments of no less than two thousand,”

Wu Shan declared loudly.

“Twenty thousand!”

“Twenty-two thousand!”

“Twenty-four thousand!”

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The competition was fierce, but Shen Long could not produce so many Spirit Stones.

After several rounds of bidding, the Foundation Establishment Pill finally sold for the high price of forty-six thousand Spirit Stones.

A man of average height dressed in a yellow shirt strode onto the circular stage and communicated with Wu Shan through a voice transmission, to which Wu Shan nodded in agreement.

“This fellow Daoist’s possessions are insufficient; he plans to sell some items.

We are merely providing the venue and are not responsible for the authenticity.”

Having said that, Wu Shan stepped aside.

The man in the yellow shirt took out more than twenty items, and a red Spirit Beast Egg caught Shen Long’s attention.

Shen Long walked onto the circular stage, picked up the red Spirit Beast Egg, and felt as though he was holding a ball of blazing flames, extremely hot, yet the life force within the Spirit Beast Egg was very weak.

“What kind of Spirit Beast Egg is this?”

Shen Long asked, curious.

“I’m not sure either; I found it in a dead volcano.

If you’re interested, I’ll sell it to you for five hundred Spirit Stones,”

said the man in the yellow shirt.

“Five hundred Spirit Stones?

With such a weak life force, whether it can hatch is questionable.

Otherwise, you could have hatched it before selling.

One hundred Spirit Stones.”

Shen Long bargained.

“Three hundred at the least; many people have offered high prices to buy it from me.”

said the man in the yellow shirt.

“One hundred and fifty, take it or leave it,”

said Shen Long as he placed the Spirit Beast Egg down and prepared to leave.

The man in the yellow shirt hurriedly stopped Shen Long and agreed to the deal.

He had obtained the Spirit Beast Egg many years ago but had never been able to hatch it.

Otherwise, selling it post-hatch would have fetched a higher price.

Shen Long paid the Spirit Stones and stored the Spirit Beast Egg away.

Others also noticed the Spirit Beast Egg, but given its feeble life force, the difficulty of hatching it was considerable.

The man in the yellow shirt sold quite a number of items, even two medium-grade Magic Artifacts, barely gathering enough Spirit Stones to purchase the Foundation Establishment Pill.

He left the venue in a hurry, and several Cultivators attempted to follow him out but were stopped.

“According to the rules, we let others leave only after he has been gone for a short while, considering the bidder’s safety,”

Wu Shan explained.

Hearing this, the Cultivators returned to their places.

With the Foundation Establishment Pill gone, Wu Shan produced three blue porcelain vials and said, “Dark Moon Spiritual Water, which works in a manner similar to the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Of course, its effects certainly cannot compare to those of the Foundation Establishment Pill, but it can be taken together with the Foundation Establishment Pill to increase the chances of successfully reaching Foundation Establishment.

They will be auctioned separately; the starting bid is ten thousand Spirit Stones, and each increment must be no less than one thousand.”

Shen Long was not interested, as he possessed a Spirt Control Token that he could exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Using the Spirt Control Token to enter the Spirt Control Sect, one could obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill and, by passing the assessment, become a disciple of the sect.

However, simply entering was not enough; acquiring a Foundation Establishment Pill required a hefty amount of Kind Attribute points.

He had great use for the Spirt Control Token, but it was presently unnecessary.

“Ten thousand!”

“Eleven thousand!”

“Twelve thousand!”

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The competition was particularly intense; all three bottles of Dark Moon Spiritual Water were auctioned off at high prices, the lowest transaction price being twenty-five thousand Spirit Stones.

“This auction concludes with this; we will prepare even better items for the next auction,”

Wu Shan announced.

The Cultivators in attendance gradually left the venue, with Shen Long having purchased only a Spirit Beast Egg. freeweɓnøvel.com

He wandered the streets for a while before returning to the Immortal Gathering Residence.

Back in his room, Shen Long activated the room’s restrictions and entered the Spirt Control Tower.