Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

Chapter 242: Chapter 238: Human Race’s Celestial Pride Du Xingheng

Song Ciwan sat quietly in her seat in the auction hall, waiting. An invisible wind seemed to drift through the air, sweeping over everything again and again.

Among the thousands in the hall, no one reacted.

Song Ciwan remained perfectly still as well. She flipped through the auction catalog in her hands, finding it quite interesting.

The catalog had an introduction to the Primordial Longevity Pearl, but it didn’t specify exactly how many would be auctioned tonight.

The quantity was unknown. To some extent, this uncertainty was clearly meant to stir a sense of urgency among the bidders. One Primordial Longevity Pearl equaled one year of life—who would complain about living too long?

When it came to life-extending items, of course, the more the better.

Even with usage limits—thirty for the Qi Transformation Stage, sixty for the Qi Refining Stage, one hundred and twenty for the Divinity Transformation Stage... and so on for Martial Artists.

But that was hardly a deterrent. It only further fueled people’s pursuit of the Primordial Longevity Pearl.

The auction had yet to officially begin, but low murmurs gradually filled the hall, building up the atmosphere.

Song Ciwan continued flipping through the catalog and discovered that although the Primordial Longevity Pearl was the main event, it wasn’t the only item up for auction.

Elixirs, Magical Artifacts, Talismans, and even Cultivation Techniques—all sorts of exquisite items were featured in the catalog, enough to dazzle the eye.

Marvels, however, were rare. There was only one in the auction catalog: an umbrella. But its specific effects were not detailed.

The person who designed the catalog was clearly a master of human nature, having perfected the art of "half-hiding the face like a pipa player," leaving much to the imagination.

Song Ciwan studied the catalog, treating it as an opportunity to broaden her horizons.

A short while later, that invisible wind vanished.

Most people hadn’t even noticed it was ever there.

A silent contest had ended before it even began.

The auction officially began!

The auctioneer was a tall Female Martial Artist. Her bearing was powerful, her Qi Blood vigorous. As she walked, she moved like a tiger or rhinoceros escaping its cage. Before she even spoke, an indescribable, ferocious aura washed over the crowd.

Of the seven to eight thousand Cultivators present, there were both immortal cultivators and Martial Artists, along with a few Scholars.

Not a single one of these seven or eight thousand people could be called weak. Yet, when this Female Martial Artist walked onto the stage, everyone in the audience felt a thrill of danger, as if their very souls were being seized.

She didn’t even need to speak. Simply walking onto the stage, just a few short steps, was enough to stun the entire hall into submission.

Beside Song Ciwan, Xie Yunxiang’s hand trembled so badly that the auction catalog he had just been looking at slipped and fell to the floor.

Xie Yunxiang didn’t even dare to bend down and pick it up. His lips trembled, and he tried several times to send a voice transmission to Song Ciwan, but though his mouth opened and closed, he couldn’t utter a single word.

The Heaven and Earth Scale appeared and collected a wisp of essence from Xie Yunxiang: [Human Desires. The shock, fear, and cowardice of a Qi Transformation Stage Cultivator. Two jin and three taels. Can be sold.]

Song Ciwan: ...

’There’s really no need for all this.’

The Female Martial Artist walked to the center of the stage. Her gaze swept lightly over the crowd below, and the entire hall fell silent.

Her eyes then drifted upward, seeming to scan the second floor of the auction house.

In one of the private rooms on the second floor, Ye Sheng gripped the sword in his hand, his face forced into a pale mask. He refused to take even a single step back under that gaze.

Duan Xinghun stood beside him at the window. With a sweep of his Duster, a thousand silken threads brushed past Ye Sheng, sweeping away the formless pressure.

Duan Xinghun sighed softly. "Ah Sheng, ever since we left Illusory Nether City and returned to the mortal world, you’ve said that you’ve understood the principle of letting go. Yet now it seems you still can’t."

Ye Sheng asked, "First Senior Brother, who is she?!"

Duan Xinghun replied, "A direct disciple of the Ling Martial Sect. Du Xingheng, fifth on the Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List."

Ye Sheng instantly went rigid, speechless.

Frozen in place, Ye Sheng didn’t see that after Duan Xinghun’s Duster swept by, an extremely fine, snow-white thread drifted down from it.

The thread didn’t reach the floor. It ignited without flame while still in mid-air, turning to nothingness in an instant.

In the Heaven-Character First private room, Du Xingheng’s gaze also swept past.

The Second Young Master, standing by the window, had just begun to raise an eyebrow when Lv Yun, who was kneeling behind him, suddenly cried out and collapsed. Blood seeped from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth—a truly wretched sight.

Fury contorted the Second Young Master’s face. He growled, "Du Xingheng, are you insane? You dare bully even my handmaiden?"

Du Xingheng, still on the auction stage, didn’t move her lips, but her lazy, amused voice echoed within the Heaven-Character First room. "Second Young Master, one shouldn’t be too arrogant. Next time you get angry, perhaps you should first consider where you are."

"In the Seven Treasures Tower, your little maid dared to use Magic to search for people and things. Does she have no regard for your Seventh Uncle at all?"

"My intervention was a small punishment to teach a larger lesson. I was actually helping you! No need to thank me, Second Young Master. Hehehe..."

A laugh that could or could not have been mockery reached his ears. The Second Young Master abruptly flung his sleeve.

Behind him, a fierce gust of wind erupted from where Lv Yun was kneeling.

The blast sent Lv Yun tumbling back several zhang. This time, she didn’t even dare to scream.

Where she had rolled, a section of the floor buckled. The floorboards were originally made of jade and looked exceptionally hard. As they buckled, the jade boards flew into the air and, in an instant, vaporized into nothingness.

Beneath the jade floor, intricate and indescribable Array patterns, crisscrossing in every direction, were revealed!

Beside the Second Young Master, a maid in pink hurried forward. From her Storage Pouch, she took out several materials shimmering with Spiritual Light, followed by an Artifact Refining Cauldron about a chi tall.

The pink-clad maid suspended the Artifact Refining Cauldron in the air, fed fiery red Crystal Stones into the fuel port below, and then ignited a fire to begin Artifact Refining.

Yes, she was actually performing Artifact Refining on the spot, right in the private room!

But she wasn’t refining some Magical Artifact or Magical Treasure; she was actually making floorboards.

Soon, new floorboards began to fly out of the pink-clad maid’s Artifact Refining Cauldron.

Forming a hand seal, she guided the newly refined boards to fly into place one by one, covering the exposed Array patterns on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the floor was repaired, and all the previously vaporized boards were fully replaced.

The fit was seamless, the color and texture identical to the original. If one hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who could possibly tell the floor had been repaired?

Only then did the pink-clad maid gently wipe the non-existent sweat from her forehead. With delicate movements, she returned her Artifact Refining Cauldron and the remaining materials to her Storage Pouch.

Then, she retreated to the Second Young Master’s side.

Throughout the entire process, the pink-clad maid did not say a word.

She stood beside the Second Young Master like a delicate flower, a stark contrast to the wretched Lv Yun.

Down in the auction hall, two rounds of bidding had already passed.

In both rounds, Primordial Longevity Pearls were the items being auctioned.

The Primordial Longevity Pearls were sold in sets of twelve. The first set sold for eighteen thousand Primordial Pearls, and the second set for sixteen thousand Primordial Pearls.