bestfiction Chapter 994 Disappointment
Chapter 994 Disappointment
In the gilded immortal city, the bidding voices of the true immortals rose and fell like waves, one after another, causing even the golden light barrier in the city to ripple slightly.
The True Immortal Ancestors' eyes burned with fervor, their auras rising and falling slightly with excitement. They generously announced the quantity of True Immortal Medicines in their hands, as if those rare and precious herbs that could drive low-level cultivators mad were nothing more than ordinary goods.
In a short while, the price of eighty-one level nine celestial continents easily surpassed forty first-grade true immortal herbs, and continued to climb. The air was filled with the scorching heat of resource collision, and even the runes on the golden floor tiles seemed to be stimulated by this heat wave, flowing more and more rapidly.
These eighty-one level nine celestial continents are not ordinary level nine celestial continents. Among them are many quasi-true immortal continents that can support the cultivation of quasi-true immortals. The total value of all eighty-one continents is at least sixty first-grade true immortal herbs.
"Forty-eight top-grade immortal herbs!"
"Forty-nine top-grade true immortal herbs!"
"Fifty top-grade immortal herbs!"
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Bidding sprees rained down, the price soaring to eighty-three herbs. Huanglong Zhenren's voice echoed above the gilded immortal city, carrying an undeniable authority: "Eighty-three Grade One True Immortal Herbs, first time. Anyone else bidding?... Eighty-three Grade One True Immortal Herbs, second time... Eighty-three Grade One True Immortal Herbs, third time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to a second-rank True Immortal dressed in a black Daoist robe with a gaunt face, and nodded, saying, "Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for successfully bidding on this set of level nine continents."
The immortal in the black robe bowed slightly, a hint of barely perceptible joy flashing in his eyes, but his aura remained calm and composed, without revealing the slightest arrogance.
"Next up for auction is a first-tier True Immortal Continent—the Night Extreme Continent..."
As he spoke, a three-dimensional phantom of the Night Polar Continent rapidly appeared in the void.
"The starting bid is thirty Grade One True Immortal Herbs, and each bid must be at least one Grade One True Immortal Herb."
"Thirty-one top-grade true immortal herbs!"
"Thirty-two top-grade true immortal herbs!"
"Thirty-three top-grade true immortal herbs!"
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Time flowed quietly as the True Immortals bid against each other, and True Immortal Continents and Celestial Immortal Continents were continuously sold. Each time the gavel fell, it was accompanied by a breath, whether light or heavy.
Inside the stone pavilion in the center of the lake at Jiuling Manor, Su Mo leisurely sipped Jiuyuan Immortal Tea. The clear tea in his cup reflected his increasingly obvious smile.
Almost all the continents in this auction were sold at prices far exceeding expectations. The final transaction price of several True Immortal Continents was more than double his initial estimate.
In just one day, before even half of the continent in his hands had been auctioned off, he had already acquired 3,213 first-grade true immortal herbs, 586 second-grade true immortal herbs, and 121 third-grade true immortal herbs.
Su Mo tapped the stone table lightly with his fingertips, listening to the faint aftershocks of the bidding coming from afar, and the smile on his lips deepened.
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"One hundred and sixty-three Grade Three True Immortal Herbs, first time. Is there anyone else who will continue to bid?" Above the Golden Immortal City, Huanglong Zhenren's voice swept across the entire scene with a scrutinizing tone, his gaze especially shifting between the Qingyang Immortal Clan and the Ziguang Immortal Clan. "One hundred and sixty-three Grade Three True Immortal Herbs, second time. If no one continues to bid, this Grade Three True Immortal Continent, Anbo Continent, will be won by the Jinyuan Immortal Clan."
Among the thirteen overlords of the Azure Spirit Sea, the competition among the three immortal clans—Qingyang, Jinyuan, and Ziguang—is the fiercest. The True Immortal Continents that were previously sold at extremely high prices were the result of this intense struggle among the three forces, with each bid reflecting their unwavering determination to win.
"One hundred and sixty-four Grade Three True Immortal Herbs!" After a moment of silence, a cold voice came from the Purple Light Immortal Clan's camp. It was True Immortal Purple Wind. His body was slightly flushed with purple light, clearly unwilling to back down.
The Anbo Continent borders the territory of their Purple Light Immortal Clan. If it falls into the hands of the Golden Source Immortal Clan, it would be tantamount to planting a nail in front of their own door, which could very well become a bridgehead for eroding their Purple Light Immortal Clan in the future.
"The Purple Light Immortal Clan has bid 164 True Immortal Herbs. Is there anyone else bidding?" True Man Huanglong turned his gaze to the Fourth-Rank Perfect True Immortal in the Golden Source Immortal Clan's camp, whose aura was deep and composed. A cold glint flashed in the other's eyes, and he said almost without hesitation, "165 Third-Rank True Immortal Herbs!"
"One hundred and sixty-six Grade Three True Immortal Herbs!"
True Immortal Zifeng immediately followed suit, showing no weakness, his voice carrying a hint of anger.
"One hundred and sixty-seven Grade Three True Immortal Herbs!"
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The price climbed to 218 plants amid a tug-of-war between the two sides.
"Two hundred and eighteen Grade Three True Immortal Herbs, second time... Is there anyone else bidding?" Huanglong Zhenren's voice carried a hint of excitement. This price was more than twice that of an ordinary Grade Three True Immortal Continent like Anbo Continent.
In the Purple Light Immortal Clan's camp, the Purple Light True Immortal clenched his fists, his knuckles turning blue, but in the end he could only shut his mouth in resentment. In terms of resources, they were still far inferior to the Golden Origin Immortal Clan, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of cosmic eras.
"Two hundred and eighteen Grade Three True Immortal Herbs, for the third time, congratulations to the Golden Sun Immortal Clan for successfully bidding on the Anbo Continent!"
A low exhale rang out from the Golden Source Immortal Clan's camp, while the Purple Light Immortal Clan's side was relatively quiet, with the purple light on several True Immortals dimming considerably.
Immediately afterward, True Man Huanglong spoke again, his voice stirring up a new wave of excitement: "Next up for auction is the fourth-level True Immortal Continent—the Divine River Continent. The starting price is forty Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs, and each bid must be at least one Grade 4 True Immortal Herb. Bidding begins now!"
"Forty-one Grade Four True Immortal Herbs!"
"Forty-two Grade Four True Immortal Herbs!"
"Forty-three Grade Four True Immortal Herbs!"
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Time flies and another day passes.
The auction frenzy in the Golden Immortal City continued to surge amidst the bidding war among the True Immortals. As the dust settled on the last fourth-level True Immortal continent, the tension and anticipation in the air intertwined into an invisible net, enveloping every True Immortal. Everyone understood that this grand event, which would influence the entire landscape of the Azure Spirit Sea, was finally approaching its most crucial moment.
Huanglong Zhenren stood in the void, the dragon patterns on his golden dragon robe seemed to become more vivid due to the gathering of power, and the dragon claws seemed to break free from the restraint of the cloth, exuding the majesty to suppress heaven and earth.
He surveyed the entire scene with lightning-fast eyes, taking in the expressions of every true immortal.
Soon, his voice resounded once again throughout every corner of the Golden Immortal City: "The auction is nearing its end. Next up is the grand finale auction—the last continent, the Obsidian Continent!"
Before the words were finished, a three-dimensional phantom of a vast continent suddenly appeared in the void, more magnificent than all the previous continents combined. Mountains and rivers were like giant dragons coiled up, and rivers were like silver ribbons winding around. Deep underground, thick, star-like True Immortal-level spiritual veins were faintly visible, exuding a spiritual aura that would move even a Fifth-Rank True Immortal. Even the phantom carried a profound primordial charm.
"As the ancestral land of the Obsidian Clan and one of only eighteen Level 5 True Immortal Continents in the Azure Spirit Sea, its foundation is self-evident." True Immortal Huanglong's gaze swept over each True Immortal, his tone carrying a deliberate pause. "Starting bid: ten Grade 5 True Immortal herbs! Each bid must be at least five Grade 4 True Immortal herbs!"
Ten Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs! This price was like a thunderbolt, leaving many True Immortals dizzy. Even for a dominant power, Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs were strategic resources; normally, even a single herb was considered a treasure, let alone ten.
For a moment, no one made a bid. Compared to the previous auction frenzy, the silence at this moment seemed particularly abrupt, forming two extremes.
After a long while, a hoarse voice broke the silence: "Ten Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, plus five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs."
"Ten Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, plus ten Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs!" A few breaths later, True Immortal Zifeng of the Purple Light Immortal Clan spoke, his voice clear and cold, carrying an undeniable determination, with purple lightning flickering around him.
After a few more breaths of silence, a peak fourth-grade True Immortal took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and quoted an even higher price: "Ten fifth-grade True Immortal herbs, and twenty fourth-grade True Immortal herbs."
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Yunlong Immortal City, Jiuling Mountain Villa, Stone Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake.
Su Mo put down the glass teacup in his hand. The bottom of the cup collided with the dark, cold stone on the stone table, making a soft "ding" sound that was particularly clear in the quiet pavilion.
He gazed in the direction of the Obsidian Continent, a hint of disappointment flashing across his brows, and sighed softly, "The foundation of the Azure Spirit Sea is still a bit lacking."
According to the memories of Hei Xuan Zhenxian and the others, in those worlds that nurtured sixth, seventh, or even higher-level True Immortal continents, the starting price for a fifth-level continent was often twenty or thirty fifth-grade True Immortal herbs, and the bidding could multiply that price several times over, or even more. However, in this Cangling Sea, a fifth-level True Immortal continent was already the ceiling. If he dared to start the bidding with thirty fifth-grade True Immortal herbs, he might end up with a failed auction.
You should know that back then, he thoroughly searched the resources and reserves of the Obsidian Clan and the True Immortal Ancestors like Black Profound Immortal, and only managed to find fifteen Grade 5 True Immortal herbs. Even though some of the thirteen overlord forces have a stronger foundation and greater strength than the Obsidian Clan, their reserves of Grade 5 True Immortal herbs are probably not that many. Having about twenty herbs would be the limit.
Su Mo picked up his teacup, gazing at the rising steam of the Nine Abyss Immortal Tea. The steam blurred his vision, but it couldn't hide the hint of anticipation in his eyes: "I hope the final transaction price won't be lower than twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, otherwise, the Obsidian Continent will suffer a huge loss."
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