Chapter 220: One of the Nine Provinces Cauldrons

The auction started quickly.

At first, it was just some spiritual fruits.

To Qin Yang, these things were really too ordinary.

So, Qin Yang didn't even bother with them.

Halfway through the auction, Qin Yang was so bored he was about to fall asleep.

But the other cultivators were fiercely competing for them.

To Qin Yang, these things weren't very useful and weren't better than his own.

Just as he thought that was all there was here,

Suddenly, a bronze cauldron appeared on stage, catching Qin Yang's eye.

"This bronze cauldron has unknown origins, but its material is special; even a full-force strike from a Spirit Transformation expert cannot destroy it, suggesting it is a powerful treasure, with a starting bid of one hundred million."

One hundred million.

The crowd clamored.

Just a bronze cauldron with slightly special material, yet it costs one hundred million—really too outrageous.

Qin Yang was also curious, examining the bronze cauldron.

His gaze fell on the bronze cauldron, shifting from relaxed to solemn.

"This thing is interesting; I actually can't see through it."

Qin Yang was somewhat surprised.

Ordinary treasures, he could see through at a glance.

But this bronze cauldron, he couldn't see through at all, like a piece of junk.

Yet his intuition told Qin Yang that this thing was definitely not junk.

He thought for a moment, about to raise his hand, when someone raised theirs and shouted.

"One hundred ten million."

Qin Yang's gaze fell on the other person.

The other's aura resembled that of the Abyssal Island expert he had slain; they were likely from the same sect.

What does the other intend to buy this cauldron for?

Qin Yang didn't understand, but it didn't stop him from obstructing the other.

Without hesitation, Qin Yang raised his paddle and shouted, "Two hundred million."

The Abyssal Island expert glanced at Qin Yang, his expression somewhat tense.

"Three hundred million."

The other directly added another hundred million.

Qin Yang became even more interested.

He immediately raised his paddle.

"One billion."

This caused the crowd to clamor.

One billion is no longer a small sum.

Even for cultivators, it could buy plenty of resources.

Spending one billion on such a thing really means having money with nowhere to spend it.

The Abyssal Island expert raised the bid again.

"One billion one hundred million."

Qin Yang smiled and directly shouted, "Two billion."

Everyone was shocked.

Could that thing actually be some treasure? Maybe I just can't see it?

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, they all seriously examined the bronze cauldron.

But their eyes were practically glazed over, yet they saw no reason.

"Two billion five hundred million."

The Abyssal Island expert continued shouting.

"Three billion."

Qin Yang shouted easily.

"Three billion one hundred million."

"Five billion."

Qin Yang continued shouting.

Damn.

The Abyssal Island expert sat down.

He didn't bring enough money.

This time he had prepared four billion, but he didn't expect to still fail to obtain that thing.

Actually, it had been quite secure, but along the way a Qin Yang sprang out; he didn't bring as much money as Qin Yang, so he could only have it taken by him.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, the Abyssal Island expert's gaze toward Qin Yang was filled with cold intent.

Qin Yang also felt it; he smiled and said, "You want to kill and seize the treasure? Feel free to make a move—I'm waiting."

The Abyssal Island expert gave a shudder.

Only then did they realize the other party was an expert who had slain their Great Completion cultivator.

It would be ridiculous for me to kill him and seize his treasure.

The other party could kill me with just a finger.

Thinking of this, he revealed a smile uglier than crying, saying, 'Fellow Daoist, you're joking; I don't mean that.'

Having it would be best; not having it would be boring. It's fine, I don't mind—you can make your move.

Qin Yang said seriously.

What a load of crap; he still doesn't want to die.

The other party just gave an embarrassed smile and said nothing.

As for the upcoming auction, Qin Yang found there would be no surprises.

Even if the finale item was a decent cultivation technique, it would only appeal to others.

What Qin Yang lacked least was cultivation techniques.

He left his seat, took the bronze tripod, and swiped his card at the same time.

Wan Jiancang was greatly surprised; he couldn't see anything special about this bronze tripod.

Apart from being unbreakable, it was just an ordinary Jiuzhou tripod.

"What exactly is this thing? Is it worth you spending fifty billion, brother?"

Wan Jiancang asked curiously.

Qin Yang examined the bronze tripod seriously, cut his finger, and tentatively dripped blood to recognize it as his master.

As a result, the bronze tripod showed no reaction at all.

This made Qin Yang angry.

Asking for a beating, huh?

"If you have a spirit, you'd better give me some reaction, old man; otherwise I'll throw you into an outhouse, seal it, and make you stay there for thousands of years."

Wan Jiancang almost laughed out loud.

Qin Yang actually threatened a bronze tripod; if this got out, people would probably laugh their heads off.

At that moment, the bronze tripod trembled slightly, then glowed, quickly absorbing Qin Yang's drop of blood and then sinking into his body.

This left Wan Jiancang stunned.

The bronze tripod having a spirit means it is at least a spiritual artifact.

Ordinary spiritual artifacts can sell for two hundred billion; Qin Yang spent fifty billion to buy a bronze tripod so full of spirit—it was a huge profit.

"Brother, what exactly is this thing?"

Wan Jiancang couldn't hide his curiosity.

Qin Yang was dumbfounded at this moment.

Even if he remained calm, learning the true origin of the bronze tripod left him stunned.

I've picked up a bargain, and a huge one at that.

"One of the Jiuzhou tripods."

Qin Yang said.

"What? Holy shit, a Jiuzhou tripod?"

Wan Jiancang's eyes were about to pop out.

This thing is actually a Jiuzhou tripod; although just one of them, it's still astonishing.

That's a Jiuzhou tripod—a divine artifact cast by Da Yu, the supreme treasure that suppresses Jiuzhou.

"Not bad; after recognizing it as my master just now, I learned this is a Jiuzhou tripod—I've really scored big this time."

Qin Yang's expression was somewhat complex.

He also hadn't expected that he was merely curious at first.

As a result, he had picked up a huge bargain.

It seems that the powerhouse from Yingzhou must have known the origin of the Jiuzhou tripod; otherwise he wouldn't have intervened to seize it.

Fortunately, I persisted and got the Jiuzhou tripod in hand.

If the people of Yingzhou had gotten it, he would definitely regret it to death.

"Congratulations, brother—you even got the Jiuzhou tripod; you truly are a child of destiny."

Wan Jiancang sighed.

Qin Yang gave a bitter smile.

"I also have to thank you, elder brother; without you, I wouldn't have had the chance to obtain the Jiuzhou tripod—I'll remember this favor."

Qin Yang knew he had gotten a great bargain.

The Jiuzhou tripod suppresses Jiuzhou; if placed somewhere, it can make that place a holy land for cultivation.

In the future, the people around him will not cultivate slowly even if they don't use heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

"That Yingzhou powerhouse just now probably also knew of the Jiuzhou tripod's existence; you stumbled upon it by chance, while he came specifically for it."

Wan Jiancang said.

"I've already left a qi trace on him; I'll go find him later to ask."

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

His intuition told him this matter was not simple.

"Not bad; just catch him and ask, and we'll know."

Wan Jiancang also supported.

However, this kind of thing is inconvenient for him to handle personally, so he can only have Qin Yang do it.