Chapter 482: Origin of the Earth Source Gale Wind

As the former moved, the fat on his huge body also swayed in response.

As for the coffee table struck by Dong Yan's fist, it instantly turned into a small pile of black ash.

Then it quickly fell onto the floor.

At the same time, a violent, scorching aura flashed across his obese body.

"Hmph, my Fire Spirit Sect is a power that inherits the Dou Emperor's secret technique. As for this Bodhi Transformation Saliva, I don't even know if I can find a Bodhi Heart—I, the venerable one, wouldn't even look down on it!"

Thinking of the few precious Eighth Grade Pills in his storage ring.

Dong Yan, feeling extremely reluctant, had no choice but to give up the competition.

After all, he couldn't bear to part with the Eighth Grade Pill, and he had nothing else of higher value on him.

He certainly couldn't take the Fire Spirit Sect's secret scroll and compete for the Bodhi Transformation Saliva.

Unless he cultivated the Imperial Spirit Fire and ended up addle-brained.

Otherwise, who would take the secret method created by a Dou Emperor expert and trade it for an illusory Bodhi Heart clue?

Besides, he wouldn't even bring it out.

He wouldn't even dare tell others about that secret scroll.

Whether outwardly or inwardly, he claimed that what the Fire Spirit Sect inherited was merely a flame.

And their fighting qi became violent simply because they practiced a sect leader's exclusive secret technique.

If he dared to pass on the true treasure that his lineage cultivates.

It wouldn't be long before a large number of strongmen came to seize it.

Even the legendary Dou Saint would be moved.

After all, the four simple words 'Dou Emperor inheritance'.

Yet it is enough to drive all the strong on the Fighting Qi Continent into madness.

Originally, if it weren't for the entry restrictions of that light-and-shadow space, how could his Fire Spirit Sect have gotten this chance?

It is estimated that those Dou Saint experts who are usually as elusive as a dragon would end up bloodied and bruised fighting over this.

At the same time, the former cursed sourly: "This Bodhi Transformation Saliva, aside from its name, surely has nothing to do with the Bodhi Heart. That old bastard OuYang Lao Gui is surely just wasting his effort."

"One Eighth Grade Three-Colored Pill!"

At that moment, another voice came from a certain VIP room on the upper floor, gradually reaching everyone's ears.

"An Eighth Grade Three-Colored Pill?!"

Hearing this bid, everyone was startled.

Immediately, all eyes turned to the VIP Room 16 that had made the first bid.

They all wanted to know exactly who was inside.

Unfortunately, what greeted them was a pitch-black crystal wall.

"I don't even know who that person is, daring to compete with the Western Desert's top alchemy master."

Some people, meanwhile, gloomily looked toward VIP Room 16 and chuckled softly.

"Yeah, that guy probably has the money to buy it but not the life to use it."

Those nearby, upon hearing it, also joined in mocking.

"VIP Room 16 bid an Eighth Grade Three-Colored Pill; does anyone here have a higher offer?"

After hearing the price shouted by Lin Feng, the auctioneer momentarily lost focus, then continued shouting.

Although she was also very curious about that person's identity, she still had to continue her task.

"Right, compared to the Bodhi Transformation Saliva, what's more important to me now is obtaining that person's strange fire from earlier."

Hearing this bid, Dong Yan's eyes flashed with intense heat, and he thought greedily.

After all, he still remembered the sound of wind and forest.

"If my Imperial Spirit Fire could devour that kid's strange fire, I would surely gain a tremendous boost—even, I could later disregard Hu Sheng entirely. By then, the entire Western Desert would have to submit to my Fire Spirit Sect, hahaha"

Thinking about the benefits he would gain after obtaining that strange fire.

Dong Yan, excited, saw a violent, scorching blood-colored flame surge across his obese body.

If Lin Feng were present, he would surely be greatly astonished.

Because the power of this flame is already on par with the fourteenth-ranked strange fire on the list, the Falling Heart Flame.

"VIP Room 16—just who is it, daring to compete with this old man, the Western Desert's top alchemy master, for the Bodhi Transformation Saliva?"

Seeing something that was originally within easy reach suddenly snatched away by others, an old man with half-black, half-white hair in a certain VIP room narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.

Since he first arrived in the Western Desert Region, any Dou Venerable who saw him had to yield three points.

Yet now, an oblivious thing dares to steal OuYang Jie's belongings.

However, he then stopped bidding.

After all, such high-grade Eighth Grade Three-Colored Pills are also scarce in his possession.

Naturally, he would be reluctant to trade them for the Bodhi Transformation Saliva.

It's not that he can't afford it; rather, robbery offers better cost-effectiveness.

After all, he hasn't even considered what kind of place the Western Desert Region is.

Whoever dares to steal from him will be made to regret it!

"Congratulations to the guest in VIP Room 16 for successfully winning the Bodhi Transformation Saliva."

A few minutes later, seeing no further bids, the auctioneer raised the gavel and slammed it down, announcing loudly.

At the instant her voice rang out, two maids immediately stepped forward.

As they lowered the transparent crystal box, they brought up the next auction item.

"Hmph, you may have taken the item, but as long as this old man promises to personally refine pills, there will surely be a Dou Venerable who will retrieve that Bodhi Transformation Saliva for me."

Seeing the crystal box being taken away by the maid, Ouyang Jie let out a cold snort and spoke grimly.

"Huu~"

And Lin Feng, inside the sixteenth VIP room, after seeing the auctioneer's hammer fall, felt the heart he had been holding in his throat also drop.

Although he had also considered using robbery to obtain this Bodhi-transformed saliva.

But after careful thought, he felt that for such a supreme treasure, it was better to secure it early.

Thus, he did so under the astonished gazes of Xiao Yixian, Feng Qinger, and the Heavenly Fire Venerable.

He won it with an eighth-grade three-colored pill that even a Fighting Venerable expert would go crazy for.

However, he is not prepared to explain further now.

When only the three of them remain, he will then tell them the inside story.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item up for auction is the second-to-last item of this auction, a supreme treasure in the eyes of wind-attribute cultivators—the origin of the earth-source gang wind!"

Having said that, the auctioneer pulled back the black cloth, revealing a Transparent Jade Bottle hidden below.

Inside it, a faint yellow wisp of tiny wind current continuously rotated slowly.

That tiny wind current, which looks like it would scatter at a touch, nevertheless caused some knowledgeable wind-attribute cultivators on the scene, or people who have wind-attribute cultivators in their families.

Their gazes instantly became extremely fervent, their eyes greedily fixed on that small jade bottle.