Chapter 683: Origin of Time
"Enough, stop crying!"
He Pingsheng reached out and patted the back of West Lake True Person twice.
Then he whispered to Zhou Qingmei: "Qingmei, step out first, give her your seat, and protect us covertly—don't show yourself yet!"
He Pingsheng decided to go fishing.
Clearly, West Lake's appearance at this auction was no accident.
It must have been deliberately arranged by the Fire Divine Emperor.
Why do this?
Naturally, to draw He Pingsheng out.
You could figure that out with your ass.
He Pingsheng wasn't afraid.
You want to lure me out? Perfect—I've gained some strength now; this is a good chance to collect some interest.
"Is your magic power sealed?" He Pingsheng asked West Lake.
West Lake nodded.
"Give me your hand!" He Pingsheng took her hand, extended his spiritual sense along her meridians into her body, and shattered the seal within her.
In an instant, West Lake True Person's magic power returned.
Her spiritual sense returned too.
"Thank you… He… He Senior!" West Lake looked up at He Pingsheng, her face filled with confusion.
When He Pingsheng left years ago, he already possessed power that crushed Nascent Soul cultivators; now that she herself had advanced to Nascent Soul, she still felt like an ant gazing at the heavens when she looked at him.
She couldn't perceive his cultivation base.
So she could only bitterly address him as "Senior."
"First stabilize your cultivation—don't think about anything else!" He Pingsheng's gentle voice reached West Lake True Person: "Close your eyes and meditate."
"Yes!" West Lake closed her eyes and began gradually restoring her cultivation.
Yet her heart churned; she couldn't calm down at all.
The Li family was destroyed!
She was captured and then turned into a reincarnation slave.
She had watched her remaining life destined to become someone else's plaything—yet she never imagined she'd meet He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng bought me!
Sorrow welled up, yet she felt incredibly fortunate.
Complex emotions intertwined, leaving her unable to find peace.
He Pingsheng paid her no more attention, refocusing on the auction.
The next auction items held little interest for He Pingsheng.
Finally, the item he wanted appeared.
"Ladies and gentlemen… the next item to be auctioned is extraordinary!"
"It is a fifth-rank material!"
"Though merely a fifth-rank heavenly treasure, it is unique among fifth-rank items—it is the 【Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee】."
"I need not explain—surely you all know the value of the Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee?"
Mo Sang smiled warmly at the crowd, then waved his hand, and a Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee floated before him in midair.
The moment it appeared, another wave of commotion erupted.
"This item is our guild's own property—no additional intermediary fees required!"
"Ladies and gentlemen, place your bids!"
Mo Sang's voice carried absolute confidence.
Of course, this was also dictated by the Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee's market value.
"I offer a vial of fifth-rank immortal elixir!"
"I have fifth-rank primordial energy—rare Yin-Yang primordial energy!"
"I have law force!"
"Mo Sang, I have a high-grade divine beast egg!"
In an instant, dozens of Soul Transformation cultivators opened their bids.
He Pingsheng frowned.
Though he didn't intend to use this immediately to break through, he still needed it as a backup.
The question was: what price to offer?
He Pingsheng scanned his storage.
Then he silently pulled out an ice-blue talisman, flicked his hand, and it appeared before Mo Sang: "I offer a sixth-rank talisman—this one is called 【Ice Splendor World】, and its quality is supreme."
"When activated, its ice-based defense can withstand a strike from a Void Refinement peak cultivator!"
"And it lasts for two hours!"
He Pingsheng not only produced the talisman but also gave a brief description.
Everyone was stunned.
Such items were coveted even by Void Refinement elders.
All bids had ended.
After a few breaths, Mo Sang seemed to receive word and said: "Ladies and gentlemen… after unanimous evaluation by our guild's Elder Council, we deem this cultivator's sixth-rank talisman, 【Ice Splendor World】, to be of the highest value!"
"Therefore, we apologize to all others—and congratulate this cultivator: you have won one 【Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee】!"
To He Pingsheng, the Ice Splendor World was nearly useless now.
He no longer feared mere Void Refinement cultivators.
Of course, he couldn't defeat most Void Refinement cultivators—but Ice Splendor World was merely a defensive talisman.
It couldn't attack or help him kill enemies.
Its function overlapped somewhat with his cultivated technique, 【Void Swift Movement】.
When facing a Void Refinement cultivator, I can simply dodge with Void Swift Movement—why need Ice Splendor World?
After obtaining the 【Dragon Eye Immortal Lychee】, He Pingsheng directly tossed it into his ring, then secretly sent it into his dantian, placing it inside the Treasure Basin.
Strengthen it first.
One becomes two—perfect!
Next came nearly two more hours of waiting.
During this time, He Pingsheng saw several items he liked, but lacked sufficient items to trade—even when he offered another Saint Essence Pill, he still missed out.
There were even better items, but he needed to save his resources for the most crucial item: the Time Rule Origin.
Two more hours later, the Rule Origin he had longed for finally appeared.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please look…" Mo Sang pulled out a silver metal bottle.
Inside the bottle was something glowing golden, with rays of light leaking through its walls.
"This bottle contains a sixth-rank Time Rule Origin!"
"This is the finale of today's auction!"
"It does not follow the highest-bidder-wins principle—if no one offers something our guild finds satisfactory, we reserve the right to withdraw this item!"
"If you feel our rule for this final item is unfair, you may choose not to participate!"
"All who participate implicitly accept our rules!"
In short, the guild had to consider its own gains and losses.
This wasn't an auction—it was pure barter.
But they'd warned everyone upfront; you had no grounds to complain.
If you disagreed, you could simply opt out or leave.
The venue erupted in chaos.
One reason: they had seen the Time Rule Origin with their own eyes.
The other: they were stunned by the guild's tyrannical rule.
Ordinary auctions went to the highest bidder; here, if the guild deemed all bids inadequate, it could reclaim the item.
Naturally, many were dissatisfied.
But dissatisfaction changed nothing!
They'd said: if you disagree, don't participate!
"Alright, bidding begins!" Mo Sang said. "You may now place your bids—of course, you may also extend your spiritual sense into the bottle to examine the Time Rule Origin."
The bottle remained sealed.
Yet everyone's spiritual sense could easily pass through it, scanning inside.
End of Chapter
