The treasure auction continued, with a new item brought to the stage. However, this second item’s quality paled in comparison to the first, being merely a divine-grade item.
Lin Yun had no intention of bidding for such items.
The Supreme Qiankun Cauldron demanded exceptionally high-quality materials for refining. Items of insufficient quality, though melted, would yield no Qiankun Crystals.
Only holy spirit-grade items were worth Lin Yun’s effort to acquire.
As for spirit crystals, Lin Yun carried few, as they were largely useless to him now, so he didn’t bother keeping many on hand or seeking them out.
But Lin Yun wasn’t worried. He could offer a holy spirit-grade item for, say, twenty Haoyue Crystals, and Xiaoyao Tower would gladly accept. Lin Yun would profit handsomely, as one holy spirit-grade weapon could produce roughly a hundred Qiankun Crystals, practically a steal.
Alternatively, Lin Yun could owe the amount and settle later with spirit crystals. After all, he had some rapport with the Xiaoyao Tower’s master. This was just the empire’s main branch; a word from Lin Yun would suffice.
Of course, holy spirit-grade weapons and artifacts were scarce on the market. If Lin Yun started buying them up in bulk, prices would surely skyrocket due to shortages.
The auction pressed on, and the flat-headed man beside Lin Yun deliberately shifted away, keeping his distance to avoid any misconception of association with Lin Yun.
After auctioning over a dozen divine and super-divine items, plus some oddities, another holy spirit-grade weapon was brought to the stage. Lin Yun bid and secured it.
…
The auction sped through over four hours, with at least a hundred items presented.
Lin Yun had claimed seven holy spirit-grade treasures: five weapons, two artifacts, plus two rare mineral materials and two heavenly treasures.
In short, every high-quality item at the auction ended up in Lin Yun’s hands.
Only two high-quality secret manuals, which Lin Yun had no need for, were left uncontested and taken by VIP area forces.
The major Tianqian Empire clans and forces in the VIP area got nothing.
Lin Yun’s bids were simply too high.
His monopoly on the best items had nearly sparked outrage among the VIP families and forces.
If this auction weren’t hosted by Xiaoyao Tower, they might have already moved against Lin Yun.
His actions left the common area cultivators in an uproar, their discussions about him ceaseless.
“Next is today’s final treasure, the Mysterious Phoenix Lotus. This lotus can enhance the physical body, a rare and coveted treasure,” the host announced loudly.
“The Mysterious Phoenix Lotus is here!”
The VIP teams instantly perked up.
The greying man beside Young Master Han said, “Young Master, our main goal today is this Mysterious Phoenix Lotus. Many forces are likely after it, so expect a fierce fight.”
“Uncle Yuan, no one will outbid our Han family for this today!” Young Master Han said firmly, clearly backed by ample funds and preparation.
Other families and forces whispered among themselves.
At Lin Yun’s spot.
“Interesting. I didn’t expect such a treasure at this auction,” Lin Yun’s eyes gleamed.
With his current formidable physique, the Mysterious Phoenix Lotus offered him little benefit.
But for his kin or children, its effects would be astounding.
Such treasures were exceedingly rare. Even with wealth, they were hard to come by.
Once they appeared on the market, they were quickly bought and used, leaving few in existence. Even Immortals often relied on luck to acquire such resources.
The host waved for silence. “Everyone, the Mysterious Phoenix Lotus is too precious and requires Tribulation Pills for bidding. Starting price: five thousand Tribulation Pills!”
The price stunned the common area cultivators, who gasped at its steepness.
“I bid 5,100 Tribulation Pills!”
“5,500!”
“6,000!”
…
Bids rang out from the VIP area, one after another.
For the common area cultivators, this was pure spectacle. Witnessing such fierce competition was a rare treat.
As the price climbed, the bids dwindled.
“20,000 Tribulation Pills!” Young Master Han’s booming voice echoed through the hall.
“20,000? It was just 15,000 moments ago! The Han family is determined!”
“With an Immortal in their ranks, the Hans surely have more Tribulation Pills than most.”
The crowd marvelled.
An elder who’d bid 15,000 paled at the new price, unable to continue. It was too costly.
The 20,000 bid silenced other contenders, leaving the hall relatively quiet.
“By the way, will that guy bid again? He’s taken all the good stuff so far.”
Many cultivators glanced at Lin Yun.
“Young Master Han bids 20,000 Tribulation Pills. Any further bids?” the host asked.
“No one’s competing? Then it’s my turn.”
“I bid 30,000 Tribulation Pills.”
Lin Yun spoke calmly, his voice clear to all.
“What? 30,000!”
The price made everyone gasp.
A 10,000 Tribulation Pill jump? Wasn’t that too aggressive?
Young Master Han’s face turned ashen, his gaze venomous as he glared at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun was certain that, if this weren’t the auction, Han would have attacked him.
“31,000!” Young Master Han gritted his teeth.
The price was high, but the Hans were well-prepared and hadn’t hit their limit.
“50,000,” Lin Yun said casually, raising five fingers.
“What? 50,000?”
The crowd erupted in stunned exclamations.
How could he bid so fiercely? 50,000 Tribulation Pills was astronomical, even for many Tribulation Realm experts. Who raised bids like that? Did he not value Tribulation Pills at all?
