Chapter 219: 219. Chapter 216: Being Targeted

219. Chapter 216: Being Targeted

At this moment, the price on the quotation screen changed again, and a new price appeared.

"Three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, plus one Tan Yuan Fruit."

Ding Huan glanced at this bid and did not actively add his own price.

When he had just obtained the Spirit-Communicating Blue-Faced Fruit, Ding Huan still did not know its value, only that it was very rare.

After reading many jade slips about the Dao cultivation world, he already knew that this thing was extremely valuable, especially to the Myriad Beasts Sect, its price was beyond estimation.

This was also why Cui Hu of the Myriad Beasts Sect, upon learning that Old Six could speak, immediately came over to snatch Old Six away.

A Tan Yuan Fruit was, frankly, quite ordinary. It could indeed raise a demon beast's cultivation, but such a boost was barely better than nothing.

"Five hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, plus one True Star Pill."

Another bid was reported.

Because this was not purely spirit stones but included items stacked on top, several prices appeared on the quotation screen at once.

Which price to choose specifically was to be decided by the owner of this spear.

After ten breaths passed, Pang Xiangxiang indeed said:

"I just received a message from the seller. He asks that fellow Daoist who bid one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones plus one Spirit-Communicating Blue-Faced Fruit, whether he can raise the high-grade spirit stones to two hundred thousand."

Ding Huan did not move at all. He really did want to obtain this spear, but he was no fool, and the price he offered was absolutely enough.

Spending eight hundred thousand to buy the Hell Vine seed was the act of a fool, but there was no choice—after all, his life depended on it.

A spear-path magic treasure—as long as one had money, where couldn't one buy one?

Another ten breaths passed. Seeing no change in the price, Pang Xiangxiang spoke up:

"The owner of the Farewell Spear agrees to this transaction."

Ding Huan secretly thought as expected—his price was enough.

Before long, two cultivators from the auction venue brought the Farewell Spear to Ding Huan's private box and completed the transaction.

Ding Huan immediately began refining the Farewell Spear.

This time even Sang Yuhe doubted whether her decision was correct. So many divine senses were falling on Ding Huan, yet Ding Huan was still struggling to refine the Farewell Spear.

Even she could tell that for Ding Huan to completely refine the Farewell Spear would take at least a month, or over twenty days.

The auction wouldn't even spare this bit of time—what was the point?

Those cultivators who had left divine-sense marks on Ding Huan, seeing that Ding Huan found refining even the first layer of restrictions on the Farewell Spear as difficult as eating shit, all withdrew their divine senses.

Sure enough, in less than the time of one incense stick, Ding Huan put away the Farewell Spear.

In others' eyes, that meant he knew he couldn't refine it, so he simply stopped trying.

The auction continued, and Ding Huan did not make a move.

"Ding Huan, I suspect someone has targeted us." Sang Yuhe sensed the divine-sense marks, her tone somewhat uneasy.

Her life had been saved by Ding Huan, and Ding Huan's strength was absolutely equivalent to the mid-to-late True Pill realm.

For her to bring up leaving now was truly somewhat ungrateful.

Ding Huan frowned slightly, and only after a good while said:

"That shouldn't be. The Yan Dao Commerce Association is a famous major commerce association. An auction held by the Yan Dao Commerce Association—even if you gave those cultivators several guts, they wouldn't dare do anything to us."

Sang Yuhe, who had been uneasy all along, upon hearing Ding Huan's words, actually calmed down considerably.

Saying such a thing was simply idiotic.

Was Ding Huan an idiot? He absolutely was not an idiot. Since he was not an idiot, that meant Ding Huan's words were not spoken for her to hear, but for those cultivators whose divine senses remained in their private box to hear.

Besides, if Ding Huan were an idiot, could he have survived until now, even becoming a True Pill cultivator?

Another half day passed. Seeing that the auction was about to draw to a close, Ding Huan still had not seen any container-type magic treasure appear.

Even the treasures up for auction that hadn't appeared in the small booklet were nothing important.

It seemed all the important items were written in the promotional booklet. Ding Huan simply stood up and said:

"Sister Yuhe, let's go. There's nothing here I need."

"Alright." Sang Yuhe naturally had no objections.

While following Ding Huan out of the auction, her divine sense could clearly sense that at least five cultivators had followed them out.

"Ding Huan, five people are following us." Sang Yuhe said in a low voice.

"It's fine." Ding Huan unhurriedly walked out of the auction, then turned into a weapon pavilion.

Sang Yuhe had long since stopped trying to figure out Ding Huan's actions—she knew Ding Huan must have a plan.

Five True Pill cultivators, among them a late-stage True Pill—if these people caught up, this place would be very dangerous.

"Friend, what kind of magic treasure do you need? My Great Gan Weapon Pavilion has everything."

The shop assistant, seeing Ding Huan approach, said with a smile.

"Do you have any containers for holding water or fog-type items?"

Ding Huan wasn't holding out much hope. He planned to visit a few more shops, and if he still couldn't buy one, he'd head to True Accumulation Dao City.

Compared to Sang Yuhe saying five people were tailing them, Ding Huan knew at least over a dozen people were tailing them.

However, some of the lower-cultivation fellows, upon learning that he and Sang Yuhe had been targeted by a True Pill Great Perfection expert, all voluntarily withdrew.

To be precise, now only one True Pill cultivator was tailing them—that True Pill Great Perfection fellow.

"Friend, you've truly picked the right place. I have a Ten-Thousand-Containment Bottle here, which can hold water within a one-zhang spatial range. It only costs ten thousand high-grade spirit stones and…"

Ding Huan, hearing this, suddenly woke up to a realization.

A one-zhang space actually meant a space one zhang long, wide, and high.

At this moment Ding Huan considered another question: was it useful for him to store this one-zhang cube of poisonous fog? Also, could this one-zhang cubic space compress the poisonous fog, allowing even more to be stored in practice?

"Haha, if friend wants to buy this kind of container, I do happen to know a friend who has an Open-Mouth Gourd. Its space is much larger than this, and it's also a spirit treasure."

An abrupt voice came over.

Ding Huan didn't need to turn around to know the speaker was the True Core Perfection realm cultivator who had been tailing him all along.

Only this person's cultivation was now concealed at late Foundation Establishment.

The fact that this fellow could scare everyone else off showed he was no simple character.

Given Ding Huan's understanding of the grand Dao of heaven and earth, the moment this fellow drew near him, he sensed it.

Along with the voice, a tall man walked in, still wearing a mask.

"There's this kind of container too?" Ding Huan asked delightedly.

"Of course, how about I bring a friend along together?" the True Core cultivator said immediately.

Ding Huan shook his head: "If your friend is willing to trade, I'll wait for you guys outside. If your friend doesn't want to come trade, this Ten-Thousand Capacity Bottle is enough for me."

The shop assistant grew a little displeased:

"Friend. That's going too far now, luring customers away in my shop — that's taboo."

Hearing this, the True Core Perfection cultivator immediately said apologetically:

"My fault, then I'll be leaving first."

Having said that, he actually did leave this equipment pavilion.

Ding Huan didn't follow him out, but pointed at the Ten-Thousand Capacity Bottle and asked:

"Five thousand upper-grade spirit stones and I'll take it."

The shop assistant hesitated for quite a while before saying, "If you really want it, give eight thousand upper-grade spirit stones."

He sensed that the fellow outside seemed to want to steal his business.

Ding Huan didn't hesitate, simply took out eight thousand upper-grade spirit stones and bought this Ten-Thousand Capacity Bottle.

This bottle was at best only an upper-grade magic artifact; in fact five thousand upper-grade spirit stones was already pricey. It was just that this kind of magic artifact was extremely rare, hence the high price.

"Friend still need a container?" That True Core cultivator had originally been waiting for Ding Huan, so naturally he wouldn't leave easily.

Ding Huan said apologetically: "Sorry, I just bought one, the space inside is a bit smaller, but it's enough for me."

The True Core cultivator clenched his teeth:

"To tell you the truth, that Open-Mouth Gourd is actually mine. After a friend of mine borrowed it, he just kept putting off returning it.

I really do want to take this chance of you two fellow Daoists buying a spatial container to get the Open-Mouth Gourd back.

The place he lives isn't far, it's just in the loose-cultivator market in Beicheng of Yanyue City. If we go, it'll take at most half a shichen."

While speaking, he took off his mask to show his trust in Ding Huan.

Ding Huan let out a chuckle:

"Forget it, I'm the laziest person."

After saying this, Ding Huan beckoned to Sang Sang Yuhe: "Sister Yuhe, let's go."

Sang Sang Yuhe followed Ding Huan, and the two quickly left Yanyue City.

The moment they were out of Yanyue City, Ding Huan summoned his flying ship.

"Ding Huan, I keep feeling that fellow concealed his cultivation, and what he said about the Open-Mouth Gourd should be fake too. You're lucky you didn't go with him."

Ding Huan nodded:

"He definitely concealed his cultivation. As for whether the Open-Mouth Gourd is real or fake, I don't know.

But in Yanyue City he's absolutely notorious for his ferocity. You think he really wanted to invite us to that loose-cultivator market?"

"Wasn't he?" Sang Sang Yuhe looked at Ding Huan in confusion.

Ding Huan said with certainty:

"Absolutely not. Of course, if we dared to go with him, that would be best for him, because we'd go and never come back.

His most important goal was to let everyone tailing us know that we've already been targeted by him, and the rest of them should step aside.

From the fact that the rest really did step aside, I knew this fellow was absolutely a vicious and overbearing character in Yanyue City."

"But he didn't follow us over though." Sang Sang Yuhe grew even more puzzled.

Ding Huan laughed:

"He did follow, just from quite a distance. Besides, there's a divine sense mark he left on me, so he's not worried we'll escape.