Chapter 303

But this was quite normal; this time, the Heaven Dao Pavilion's auction was extremely grand, auctioning all manner of treasures, so it was no surprise that the young immortal Meng Shaobai had been drawn here.

But now, Meng Shaobai was actually bidding against Fang Yu—there was only one thing left to determine: whose financial strength was greater.

He now possessed the Five Elements Land as a treasure vault; as long as he sold a few items, he had no fear of lacking funds.

So Fang Yu gave a signal, and Lotus Cloud Immortal called out a number.

"Forty-one million."

"Hmm?"

There, Meng Shaobai seemed unprepared for such a high bid—someone else was actually bidding back—and immediately swept his spiritual sense over, as if to see exactly who dared bid against him, but when his spiritual sense swept over, it encountered Fang Yu's Great Cutting Technique.

"Hngh."

Meng Shaobai let out a muffled groan; all his sweeping spiritual sense was destroyed, instantly cut into nothingness.

This time, Meng Shaobai suffered serious injury; a terrifying aura of killing intent surged around him, nearly causing him to rise and strike down immediately—but he held himself back.

Fang Yu, seeing this, smiled.

Trying to sweep his spiritual sense over and uncover his identity? That might have worked in the past, but now, having perfected the Great Cutting Technique, anyone who dared probe him with spiritual sense was asking for death.

"Forty-five million."

After a moment, from Meng Shaobai's VIP chamber came a cold, icy number.

This voice was now utterly chilling; anyone could feel the terrible killing intent woven through it.

Yet Fang Yu still signaled Lotus Cloud Immortal to bid again.

"Forty-six million."

"Fifty million."

Meng Shaobai did not hesitate—he immediately shouted out a terrifying number.

"Fifty-one million."

Lotus Cloud Immortal spoke again.

"Sixty million."

"…"

The bids rose step by step, while Fang Yu remained like an outsider, watching Lotus Cloud Immortal and Meng Shaobai's bidding.

Once the crowd was caught up, prices rose rapidly—in the blink of an eye, the price of this Kunpeng egg had reached one hundred million.

Yes, Meng Shaobai had bid one hundred million.

One hundred million White Yang Elixirs—at the Yuhua Sect's daily allocation of fifty thousand elixirs per disciple, this amount could supply all disciples of the entire sect for two hundred days.

Yet here, at this auction, one hundred million White Yang Elixirs were being auctioned off.

"One hundred and one million."

Lotus Cloud Immortal's body trembled as she called out this terrifying number; though this sum would ultimately be paid by this Fang Yu, she was fronting it now—and even she felt her heart surge with excitement.

She herself did not possess one hundred million elixirs, and mobilizing such a sum would shock the Exalted Linglong Tower.

"One hundred and one million, once."

"One hundred and one million, twice."

"One hundred and one million, thrice."

After Lotus Cloud Immortal announced one hundred and one million, the hall fell silent for a moment—Meng Shaobai finally did not bid again; it seemed this price had exceeded his expectations, and if he continued, Fang Yu would always match him, so he reluctantly withdrew.

"Congratulations to this Daoist, you have won the Kunpeng egg."

When the Kunpeng egg was delivered to Fang Yu's VIP chamber, Chi Shou Immortal, who delivered it, was in high spirits.

Originally, the Kunpeng egg had been estimated at fifty million—but now it had sold for one hundred and one million, which was extremely pleasing.

Selling one item for one hundred and one million meant he could receive a substantial cut.

Fang Yu moved, taking the Kunpeng egg, while Lotus Cloud Immortal paid—the full sum of one hundred and one million in crystal cards was sent over.

This deal was complete.

But this was only the first step.

Fang Yu felt the terrifying vitality contained within the Kunpeng egg—he must arrange a formation upon it to transform the entire egg into his own Great Dao Divine Ability, and this formation might require him to seek out Fang Han to understand.

In any case, this matter had come to an end.

The auction continued.

Many more treasures were put up; some low-level Divine Ability Secret Realm cultivators each acquired one or two items, and of course, cultivators in VIP chambers also secured some treasures.

As one treasure after another was successfully auctioned, a sudden ripple surged through the auction hall—it was time for the final, climactic treasure.

Many spiritual senses from VIP chambers swept through the hall, and an object was lifted onto the stage.

This final item was not covered; everyone could see it clearly—it was a treasure tower, nine stories tall, each level exquisitely crafted, adorned with incense burners, bronze bells, bronze drums, and all manner of fittings.

It looked as if the Gao Ta had been shrunk down.

The treasure tower was golden in color, made of some unknown material; light flowed within it, and faintly, countless talismans drifted through its structure, pouring forth an immense, boundless Yang energy, as if it contained an entire Yang world.

Countless marvels emanated from the body of this tower.

This tower seemed to possess a magic that made everyone desire to possess it.

"Excellent treasure."

Based on the aura of this tower, Fang Yu sensed its power far surpassed that of the Five Hell King Cauldron, nearing the threshold of a Dao Artifact; such a supreme treasure, if refined for some time by a Longevity Secret Realm expert, might ascend to Dao Artifact status.

But now, this treasure was being auctioned.

"This is an ancient rarity—the Heavenzhen Demon-Sealing Tower. Its power is limitless. It was forged in ancient times by a mysterious cultivator to evade the Great World Demon Catastrophe. Though incomplete, its power remains boundless."

At this moment, Chi Shou Immortal, the auctioneer, spoke in a lifeless tone: "This Heavenzhen Demon-Sealing Tower is the climactic treasure of this auction. As you have seen, its value is incalculable. Starting bid: fifty million!"

At fifty million, the crowd was again stunned—fifty million elixirs was merely the starting bid, whereas the Kunpeng egg had started at only thirty million.

Now, with a starting bid of fifty million, the price was simply too high; no one outside the VIP chambers could afford it—only those within VIP chambers could possibly bid.

"Fifty-one million."

Sure enough, someone in the VIP room called out a bid.

"Fifty-two million."

Someone else called out a bid, but it was all harmless enough.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you want to bid on this treasure?"

Fairy Lianyun's gaze swept over, and there was actually a hint of eagerness—as if she were on a spending spree today, wanting to drop another huge sum of money.

"This treasure is also worth buying."

Fang Yu's mind stirred. He did rather like this Top-Grade treasure. If he bought it back, he might be able to ask the Elders of the Yuhua Sect to help him refine it into a Dao Artifact.

He currently had two treasures at the Top-Grade Treasure level—one was the Five Hells King Cauldron, the other was the Cave Mystery Mystic Spirit Armor—but not a single Dao Artifact.

Originally, the Yellow Great World had countless grotto-heavens and chance encounters; stumbling into any one of them could yield a Dao Artifact, but Fang Yu's luck wasn't that good. Even when he did find a grotto-heaven, there was no Dao Artifact inside.

So he could only take the brute-force route—spend money outright. First, spend money to get a Top-Grade Treasure, then spend more money to have the Elders upgrade the Top-Grade Treasure into a Low-Grade Dao Artifact.

And once his business got going in the future, he could just go buy Dao Artifacts directly.

Money can make the devil push the mill; in the Cultivation World, you absolutely cannot do without money.

"Good, Fellow Daoist Fang, then I'll make the bid."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Fairy Lianyun immediately called out a price.

"Fifty-three million."

The moment this price was called out, the people who had bid earlier immediately changed color and glared over viciously. But as expected, their sweeping divine sense was sliced to pieces by one of Fang Yu's Great Slicing Arts.

That person also let out a muffled grunt and took a long time to recover.

"Fifty-eight million."

Another cultivator called out a price.

"Seventy million!"

Meng Shaobai stood up, looked around like a fierce tiger surveying a pack of wolves, and raised the bid by ten million at once, as if to dispel everyone's thoughts. This move was indeed formidable, instantly causing many who had been preparing to compete to give up entirely.

"It seems our Yuhua Sect's little immortal really does have money."

Fang Yu smiled and had Fairy Lianyun call out another price.

One hundred million.

Straight up, one hundred million.

The sound of this hundred million landed in the hall, instantly stunning many people on the spot.

"If I remember correctly, it was she who acted earlier and auctioned off the Kunpeng Egg. What's going on—is Fairy Lianyun going to auction this Top-Grade Treasure too?"

"Exalted Linglong's blessed land truly has deep pockets. A True Person of the Heavenly Man Realm actually has so many elixirs—truly admirable, admirable."

"Exalted Linglong's blessed land isn't giving anyone face this time, is it? Swallowing all the good stuff in one gulp? That's a bit excessive."