The price displayed on the screen changed again, and the new bid appeared.
"Three hundred thousand top-quality Spirit Stones, plus one Tangyuan Fruit."
Ding Huan glanced at this bid but did not actively raise his own price.
When Ding Huan had first obtained the Spiritual Blue Fruit, he didn’t know its value and only knew it was scarce.
After reading many Jade Scrolls concerning the Taoist Realm, he had come to know that this item was highly valuable, especially to the Ten Thousand Beast Sect; its price was immeasurable.
That was also why Cui Huer from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect came to snatch Lao Liu away as soon as she learned that Lao Liu could speak.
As for the Tangyuan Fruit, it could be described as quite ordinary. Indeed, it could help Demon Beasts enhance their cultivation, but the increase it provided was minimal.
"Five hundred thousand top-quality Spirit Stones, plus one True Star Pill."
Another price was bid.
Because these were not just Spirit Stones but also included items, several prices appeared on the bidding screen at the same time.
Which offer the owner of the long spear would choose depended on him.
After ten breaths’ time, Pang Xiangxiang indeed said,
"The seller just sent a message, asking if the Daoist who offered one hundred thousand top-quality Spirit Stones and a Spiritual Blue Fruit could increase the Spirit Stones to two hundred thousand."
Ding Huan did not move; he did indeed very much want this long spear, but he was not a fool—his bid was certainly enough.
The foolish act of using eight hundred thousand to buy Hell Vine Seeds was done out of necessity, as it was a matter of his life.
Spear Dao Magical Treasures, as long as one had money, where couldn’t they be bought?
After another ten breaths’ time, seeing that the price did not change, Pang Xiangxiang spoke up,
"The owner of the Separation Spear agrees to this transaction."
Ding Huan thought to himself that indeed, his bid had been sufficient.
Before long, two auction house cultivators brought the Separation Spear to Ding Huan’s private room to complete the transaction.
Ding Huan immediately began to refine the Separation Spear.
Even Sang Yuhe began to doubt her decision, wondering if it was correct. Ding Huan was under the scrutiny of so many Divine Wills, and yet there he was, laboriously refining the Separation Spear.
Even she could tell that Ding Huan would need at least a month—or more than twenty days—to fully refine the Separation Spear.
What was the point of the auction house not giving him even that little bit of time?
The cultivators who had left the Mark of Divine Will on Ding Huan, seeing how difficult it was for him to even refine the first layer of prohibitions in the spear as if eating shit, retracted their Divine Wills.
Indeed, in less than the time it took an incense to burn, Ding Huan put away the Separation Spear.
To others, it seemed as if he had given up on refining it because he knew he could not.
The auction continued, but Ding Huan did not participate.
"Ding Huan, I suspect someone is targeting us," Sang Yuhe said with a hint of unease, feeling the Mark of Divine Will.
Her life had been saved by Ding Huan, plus Ding Huan’s power was definitely on par with a late-stage True Pill cultivator.
Now that she was suggesting they leave, it did feel a bit ungracious.
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Ding Huan frowned slightly and after a long while, he said,
"It shouldn’t be the case, Yan Dao Commerce is a well-known large commerce guild. The auctions held by Yan Dao Commerce are safe; even with several cultivators gathering courage, they wouldn’t dare to harm us."
Hearing this, Sang Yuhe, who had been anxious, actually calmed down quite a bit.
Anyone who talked like that would be an idiot.
Was Ding Huan an idiot? He was certainly not. Since he wasn’t an idiot, it meant that his words were not meant for her, but for the cultivators whose Divine Wills remained in their private room, listening in.
Besides, if Ding Huan had been an idiot, could he have survived until now, even becoming a True Pill cultivator?
Half a day passed, and as the auction neared its end, Ding Huan still had not seen the container Magical Treasure appear.
Even if some minor items that weren’t listed on the brochure were auctioned, none were of importance.
It seemed the important items were all listed in the brochure. Ding Huan stood up and said,
"Sister Yuhe, let’s go; there’s nothing I need here anymore."
"Okay," Sang Yuhe naturally had no objections.
As she followed Ding Huan out of the auction, her Divine Will clearly sensed that at least five cultivators had followed them out.
"Ding Huan, five people are following us," Sang Yuhe whispered.
"No worries," Ding Huan said nonchalantly as he exited the auction and then entered an Artifact Pavilion.
Sang Yuhe had long stopped questioning Ding Huan’s actions; she knew he must have a plan.
Five True Pill cultivators, including one in the late-stage—if these people caught up, they would be in great danger here.
"What kind of Magical Treasure do you need, friend? Our Daqian Weapon Pavilion has everything one might require,"
the attendant, seeing Ding Huan coming over, said with a smile.
"Do you have a container suitable for holding water or mist?"
Ding Huan asked without much hope, ready to visit a few more stores, and if still unsuccessful, he planned to head to the True Essence Tao City.
Compared to Sang Yuhe’s claim that there were five people tracking them, Ding Huan knew there were at least a dozen.
However, some cultivators with weaker cultivation proactively retreated upon realizing they and Sang Yuhe were targeted by a True Pill Perfect Realm powerhouse.
To be exact, only one True Pill cultivator was tracking them at the moment, the True Pill Perfect Realm fellow.
"My friend, you’ve really chosen the right place. I have a Ten Thousand Bottle here that can hold a one-zhang space of water, all for just ten thousand high-grade Spirit Stones, and..."
Ding Huan came to a sudden realization upon hearing this.
A one-zhang space meant a space that was one zhang long, wide, and high.
At this moment, Ding Huan considered another issue: would storing a cubic zhang of Poison Fog be useful? And with this cubic zhang of space compressed, could it contain even more Poison Fog?
"Ha-ha, if you’re looking to buy such a container, I happen to know a friend who has an open-mouthed gourd with even more space than that, and it’s a Spiritual Artifact."
An abrupt voice interrupted.
Without looking back, Ding Huan knew it was spoken by that same True Pill Perfect Realm cultivator who had been stalking them.
But now, this person concealed his cultivation at the late Foundation Establishment phase.
Scaring everyone else away showed this guy was no simple character.
With Ding Huan’s understanding of the Heaven and Earth Dao, he felt this guy’s presence as soon as he got close.
Following the voice, a tall man walked in, also wearing a mask.
"Is there really such a container?" Ding Huan asked, intrigued.
"Of course, why don’t I take you there?" The True Pill cultivator immediately suggested.
Ding Huan shook his head, "If your friend is willing to do business, I’ll wait for you outside. If your friend doesn’t want to come here to trade, then this Ten Thousand Bottle is good enough for me."
The shop assistant was somewhat displeased:
"Friend, this is going too far. Soliciting customers in my shop is taboo."
Upon hearing this, the True Pill Perfect Realm cultivator promptly apologized:
"My mistake, I’ll leave first."
With that, he genuinely left the Artifact Pavilion.
Ding Huan didn’t follow him out but pointed at the Ten Thousand Bottle instead:
"I’ll take it for five thousand high-grade Spirit Stones."
After much hesitation, the shop assistant said, "If you really want it, give me eight thousand high-grade Spirit Stones."
He felt the guy outside was trying to snatch his business.
Without hesitation, Ding Huan briskly took out eight thousand high-grade Spirit Stones and purchased the Ten Thousand Bottle.
The bottle was at most a high-grade Magical Treasure; in fact, even five thousand high-grade Spirit Stones was overpriced. But such Magical Treasures were extremely rare, hence the lofty price.
"Do you still need a container, friend?" The True Pill cultivator was waiting for Ding Huan and would not leave easily.
Ding Huan apologetically replied, "Sorry, I just bought one. Although the space inside is smaller, it’s sufficient for me."
The True Pill cultivator clenched his teeth:
"To be honest, that open-mouthed gourd is actually mine. After lending it to a friend, he’s been dragging his feet on returning it.
I indeed wanted to use the opportunity of you two looking to buy a space container to get it back.
His place is not far, just inside the Loose Practitioner Market of North City in Yanyue City. It will take at most half an hour to get there."
As he spoke, he removed his mask to show trust to Ding Huan.
Ding Huan chuckled:
"Forget it, I’m too lazy for that."
With those words, Ding Huan motioned to Sang Yuhe, "Sister Yuhe, let’s go."
Sang Yuhe followed Ding Huan, and the two swiftly left Yanyue City.
Upon exiting Yanyue City, Ding Huan summoned his spaceship.
"Ding Huan, I’ve always felt that guy concealed his cultivation. And his mention of an open-mouthed gourd must be a lie too. You did well not to accompany him."
Ding Huan nodded:
"He definitely concealed his cultivation. As for whether the open-mouthed gourd is real or not, I don’t know.
But in Yanyue City, he is undoubtedly one with a fierce reputation. Do you think he was really inviting us to the Loose Practitioner Market?"
"Could it be not?" Sang Yuhe looked at Ding Huan with confusion.
Ding Huan confidently stated:
"Definitely not. Of course, it would have been best for him if we dared to go with him because we wouldn’t return.
His main goal was to let everyone tracking us know that we were marked by him and that the rest should back off.
From the fact that the rest backed off, I knew this guy was definitely a ruthless figure in Yanyue City."
"But he didn’t follow us," Sang Yuhe was even more baffled.
Ding Huan laughed:
"He did follow, but he’s just keeping a great distance. Plus, I have his Mark of Divine Will on me, so he’s not worried about us escaping."