Chapter 394: Sima Family Style, Taibai's Lost Sword, Master Chunyang One Qi

The presiding elder stopped talking after saying this. Among the great cultivators present, none had poor eyesight, so there was no need to talk about the value of this treasure. The reason he pointed out the Supreme Dao Ancestor was because Buddhism in the Great Jin was declining, and he was afraid that this treasure would not sell for a high price because it was a Buddhist treasure.

But obviously, he was overthinking it!

The cultivators under the stone platform all praised and appreciated it, and even people in those pavilions pushed open their windows.

Among all artifacts, the most precious naturally belonged to the tools of attaining the Dao. Other magic treasures were nothing more than for self-protection, killing, and suppressing luck. Only the treasures of attaining the Dao could achieve the fruit of the Dao and attain longevity. As the saying goes, fighting magic power is not as good as fighting Dao practice. Once the Dao practice is high, not to mention whether you can win or not, you can even exhaust the opponent to death.

A typical example of a treasure of attaining the Dao, such as the Heavenly Court's official divine talisman, was something that no amount of external objects could exchange for.

A ninth-grade divine talisman had thousands of years of lifespan, even exceeding some Yin Spirit cultivators.

After all, cultivators used Yang lifespan, low-grade gods used Yin lifespan, and higher-grade gods used Heavenly lifespan. As long as these gods passed the assessment every year, the Heavenly Court would bestow Heavenly salary, which included Heavenly lifespan. Second-grade gods were assessed every five hundred years, and as long as they received a medium evaluation, they would be bestowed five hundred years of Heavenly lifespan.

What is called immortality, this is immortality!

The reason why the Zhengyi Sect could supervise divine power was because it could determine the assessment results of gods every five hundred years. If the three Heavenly Masters used their seals together, they could even directly reduce the gods' Heavenly lifespan.

This Mani Bead, although not a treasure of attaining the Dao, was also a rare artifact that helped Dao practice. Artifacts for attack and self-protection were easy to refine, but how to refine an artifact that added wisdom and increased understanding?

These artifacts were treasures that increased the foundation. The higher the aptitude, the brighter the future, and the wealthier the cultivator, the more helpful it was to them.

So hearing about this item, even Sima Yue was moved. He calculated the wealth he had brought and felt that this item could be pocketed.

For a time, all the Core Formation True Persons were moved. The few who were not interested had also checked their own family assets and felt that there was no hope of competing for this item, so they gave up with regret.

Although the Mani Bead was good, Wang Longxiang was unmoved. He had already cultivated the Wisdom Sword, which could cut off the three ignorances. In terms of the path of wisdom, this bead was already useless to him. And Qian Chen didn't need to mention it; he himself was the genuine Supreme Wisdom Bead. Did he need a pirated version to add to it?

Sima Yue had been diverting a bit of energy to pay attention to Qian Chen. Finding that he was not interested, he made a note in his heart: "The intelligence that this person's swordsmanship is amazing is indeed correct. To be unmoved by such a treasure of Dao practice, could he be a sword cultivator?"

Then he racked his brains to think which sword cultivator sects in the north had rising stars from noble families.

Sima Yue's heart moved, and he gave two instructions to the parrot beside him.

At this time, the presiding elder on the stone platform suddenly looked up and said, "A distinguished guest bids five thousand San Shan talismans!"

There was an uproar below. This price had already cut off the desire of ninety-nine percent of the cultivators to compete. Everyone had originally thought about slowly raising the price; who would bid to the end all at once?

Sima Yue observed that Wang Longxiang was not interested in the Mani Bead, so he was already determined in his heart. Without this great enemy to compete, he only needed to bid a high price to scare away the other small fry.

In the midst of his self-satisfaction, a languid voice drifted over from a nearby pavilion: "I bid forty Master Chunyang Pills!" The restrictions on that pavilion dissipated, revealing a dissolute youth. He leaned back in his chair, embracing a beautiful woman, resting his head on her jade-like arm, and using his mouth to catch the fire-jujubes she fed him.

He didn't pay any attention to the parrot jumping beside him, and said vaguely, "Forty Master Chunyang pills... worth at least nine thousand San Shan talismans."

"No one should be higher than me!" the floating youth said triumphantly.

Sima Yue was furious when he saw that person, slapped the table angrily, and said, "This freeloader dares to compete with me!" Although he was furious, he was clear in his heart—this freeloader really ate well! Among their brothers, he was the only one who ate that freeloader's meal... For someone like him who couldn't eat it, he naturally had to scold him to his face, but whether he said enviously behind his back:

"Really fragrant!"

Only he himself knew!

"How much are Master Chunyang pills worth? Nine hundred San Shan talismans is not bad!" someone below questioned.

The floating youth on the pavilion stood up triumphantly, hugging the beauty, and said, "This is not an ordinary spirit pill, but a Qi-spirit pill that is hard to find for ten thousand gold. Whether it's worth nine thousand, it's not up to you to say!"

The presiding elder on the stone platform said embarrassedly, "Prince Zirui, this is against the rules!"

"Just collect the gourd of twenty pills on my stone platform together. I haven't sold it yet, have I? There are plenty of people willing to pay five hundred talismans for one. I'm even giving you a discount!" Sima Rui on the pavilion said impatiently.

"So he is the seller of that gourd of Qi-spirit pills!" the cultivators below whispered.

"No wonder... If you talk about it, nine thousand San Shan talismans is still a bit low. After all, Qi-spirit pills are extremely rare."

"It seems this Mani Bead is going to fall into this person's hands?"

"Who is this person?"

"Seems to be one of the clan sons of the Sima family, called Sima Rui!"

Qian Chen sat below, his heart as calm as a well: "The Sima junior sister's family has produced an internal thief! What is this? Taking my things to show off to me..."

Qian Chen watched Sima Rui playing and kissing with the beauty on the pavilion, not jealous at all, and even wanted to laugh. He pinched a magic formula and sent a talisman letter to Si Qingcheng. The reply came quickly—

"Yan Shixiong brother, are you in Chaotian Palace now? I'll be there soon... This little nineteenth fellow is rolling on the ground, saying he is being squeezed out by his brothers, and his days are almost impossible to live. Even his concubine's pregnancy has no spirit medicine to stabilize the fetus. In the future, my little nephew will have no spirit pills to nourish the fetus, and his aptitude will inevitably be weaker than others. He also said that Wang Longxiang slashed him with a sword last time, leaving him with a deep shadow, and he must take Master Chunyang pills every month to dispel his inner demons! I heard these days that he seems to have taken my spirit pills and is wandering around again... You wait, I'll come and clean him up."

"The spirit pills given to him were to let him steadily increase his cultivation, not to let him wander!"

"Junior sister, wait... I have changed my appearance here and am acting under another identity! It's not good for you to come over..." Qian Chen sent his current situation over.

"Yan Shixiong brother, are you with Wang Longxiang now?" The reply from the other side was very shocked, and it was scribbled at the back: "Although Wang Longxiang is a bit arrogant, he is not a bad person. Yan Shixiong brother, go easy on him!"

Qian Chen's face turned black: "Am I that kind of person? Junior sister, what do you take me for? Except for monsters and ghosts, have I ever killed anyone in vain?"

Sima Yue's face in the pavilion was gloomy.

He didn't care about a mere Mani Bead, but he couldn't tolerate anyone daring to oppose him when the situation of the struggle between the clan sons was already decided. He also dispersed the seal, sat on the pavilion, and said faintly, "Little nineteenth also wants to compete with fourth brother for these?"

Sima Rui was shocked and choked out a fire date pit, hesitating: "Fourth brother?"

He laughed and said, "Since it's the price offered by fourth brother, little brother will not compete with brother!" After saying that, he quietly shrank his head and actually retreated. Sima Yue would not let him off, and he was also greedy for the Qi-spirit pills in Sima Rui's hands. He couldn't afford to offend Si Qingcheng, but what was he afraid of a little nineteenth, the youngest and lowest-cultivation brother?

Sima Yue said faintly, "Since little nineteenth has the heart, then it will be considered filial piety to brother!"

After saying that, he raised the seal and hid behind the thin mist again.

A thin layer of cold sweat seeped out on Sima Rui's forehead. Sima Yue's implication was to let Sima Rui buy the Mani Bead and then offer it to him.

This was the most straightforward vote of allegiance. Once this happened, it would confirm that he was fourth brother's man. Although Sima Rui couldn't compete with them, he was not a person without ambition, but he knew he couldn't compete and shouldn't compete, so he relied on being the youngest to please and act cute, and mix some benefits from his sister.

Now that Sima Yue was forcing him to submit, it was naturally not because he valued this clan son without power, and not even for his money. More likely, it was to drag his sister, Princess Qingcheng, who was the only one good to him, into the water through him.

Sima Rui was in a dilemma. Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the opposite pavilion said, "Why, little nineteenth is reluctant?"

"Something without respect for superiors and inferiors!" the eunuch beside Sima Yue said sharply.

Sima Rui's face changed several times, and finally he hardened his heart and said indifferently, "I hope fourth brother will forgive me. Little brother wants to give this Mani Bead to sister. Little nineteenth has never received anyone's favor since childhood, only sixteenth sister has taken care of me. I won't hide it from fourth brother, these Qi-spirit pills were all cheated from sister. Little brother is a freeloader in the capital and really cannot afford fourth brother's deep love!"

"Good... little nineteenth, you are very good!" Sima Yue didn't speak again, and there was silence in the field.

Seeing this, the presiding elder sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that there were so many troubles in this treasure gathering. He dropped the hammer, struck the jade chime, and said, "Then this Buddhist treasure, the Mani Bead, belongs to Prince Zirui..."

Sima Rui showed calmness at this time. He was not panicked on the surface, and even stood up generously, indicating that he had obtained the treasure. In the pavilion, Sima Yue sneered slightly: "It's been a long time since I showed my fangs, even this brother has developed thoughts he shouldn't have! Could it be that I have appeared benevolent during this time?"

The eunuch behind him said gloomily, "Prince..."

"Slow down, little nineteenth is not worth worrying about. Now, focus your spirit first and test that Li-surnamed rogue cultivator!"

Several more auction items passed, and Qian Chen was not very interested, until the presiding elder waved his hand, and an ancient magic sword appeared on the stone platform in front of him.

This magic sword looked plain on the outside, but there was a faint but pure sword intent contained within the sword, which attracted Qian Chen to cast his gaze.

The sword hilt had three stars protruding, the sword was three feet three inches long, the whole body was crimson, and a pure Yang qi ran through the sword, lifting it like the rising sun in the east. A slight dance would emit a long tail of light, chasing the rainbow and dazzling the eyes. In particular, the sword light had seven layers of colors, flickering and reflecting, truly a top-grade flying sword.

It shocked all the cultivators in the stone room, who stared without blinking.

Even Wang Longxiang looked at it with concentration for the first time. Although this was a top-grade flying sword, what really moved Qian Chen was the trace of sword intent of cutting off love that he had deduced, which actually resonated with this flying sword.

"This is troublesome! Could it be that I'm going to break my persona?"

Qian Chen was secretly worried.

"This sword is named Master Chunyang One Qi Sword, and it is the sword left behind by a cultivator of the ancient sword cultivator sect—Taibai Sword Sect. Although it has gone through ten thousand ages and the seals on the sword have collapsed, it still has extraordinary power. And if refined properly, it might be able to make this sword shine again, not inferior to any famous sword of the current age!"

The Core Formation elder presiding over the treasure gathering praised the flying sword in his hand endlessly. Everyone present who knew the goods raised their spirits. Top-grade flying swords were hard to come by. The only thing to worry about was the so-called proper refining, which was how difficult it was.

You know, the inheritance of the ancient Taibai Sword Sect had long since dissipated. Wanting to find the method to refine this sword was truly extremely difficult. If the original seal method was not used to refine it, then the seals on this flying sword could be said to be completely useless.

But even so, finding someone to wash away the seals on the flying sword was still an extremely superior sword embryo.

This sword embryo was the reserve price of this sword.

For some people, the seals on the sword might be the possibility of deducing the inheritance of the Taibai Sword Sect. If such a possibility was added, the value of this flying sword would be even more immeasurable.

In general, it was a good thing, but the risk was extremely great!

"It really is the One Qi Sword Control Technique!" Qian Chen didn't care about the sword embryo, but that pure Yang one qi falling into his hands might allow him to explore a few mysteries of the One Qi Sword Control Technique.

But his persona was a down-and-out sword cultivator!

No one could say anything about a sword cultivator loving a sword, but if you threw out a sky-high price in the blink of an eye, what kind of down-and-out are you?

And... Qian Chen glanced at Wang Longxiang beside him. He had already raised his spirit, and even had a look of surprise. The sword left behind by the Taibai Sword Sect, it would be strange if this sword fanatic was not interested! ===== CHAPTER 395 =====