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If Nalan Yanran had been here, she probably would have given him two good whacks with a hamr!
What was wrong with her, Nalan Yanran?! She had bled for the Yan Alliance and earned her rits through battle! She was one of its founding heroes! And she still didn’t deserve a Tian Class Dou Technique?!
"You must be joking. Even a Low Tian Class Qi thod would only cost two tier 8 pills that attracted seven-colored Pill Lightning. You’re demanding Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills? That’s utterly outrageous!" So of the surrounding experts couldn’t help voicing their protests. The price was simply too absurd.
The previously smiling old man’s face hardened. He said coldly, "This is no joke. Two Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills. Anything less, and I absolutely will not sell!"
Generally speaking, when prices were quoted as ’tier 8 pills that attract X-colored Pill Lightning,’ that was understood to be the minimum standard, and usually referred to ordinary healing pills. Among pills of that tier, Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills, which could directly raise one’s cultivation, were the most valuable of all.
For most Dou Venerate-level factions, being able to produce even a single Venerate Ascension Spirit Pill was already remarkable. Any they managed to obtain would long since have been used.
Xiao Yan could indeed refine Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills, and he did have several in his storage ring. Even so, his heart twinged at the thought of parting with them.
"Old sir, may I examine this Dou Technique more closely?" He slowly exhaled and asked.
"You may."
Xiao Yan picked up the rusty, grayish-white longsword and slowly extended his Spiritual Strength into it.
’Low Tian Class Dou Technique, Azure Mountain and River Sword Technique.’
Xiao Yan fell speechless. This broken sword only recorded the technique’s na and rank. For more details, he would need to begin refining it, imprinting his soul to obtain the inheritance inside. Judging from everything else, it was most likely just a simple Low Tian Class Dou Technique. The price really was excessive!
He sighed and couldn’t stop himself from ntally complaining to his grandfather Xiao Lin, whose soul had long since returned to the earth. Grandfather, oh grandfather, you really arranged a wonderful engagent for .
The marriage never happened—fine. My fiancée coming in person to break the engagent—also fine. But now the engagent is long gone, and I’m still paying the bride price! I’m the ultimate sucker here!
Xiao Lin truly was the number-one ’good grandfather!’
Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, retrieved two jade boxes from his storage ring, and handed them to the old man with a bitter smile. "Old sir, I’ll take it."
Money only counted once it was spent. He had used Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills before, and it wasn’t as if he couldn’t refine more. He would treat this as an investnt.
The stall owner hurriedly opened the jade boxes. Inside lay two Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills of considerable quality.
The surrounding onlookers stared in surprise. Though these were ’only’ seven-colored Pill Lightning-grade pills, their quality was already very high.
Little did they know that among all the Venerate Ascension Spirit Pills Xiao Yan had refined, these two were the worst. He still had two that had attracted eight-colored Pill Lightning and one that had drawn nine colors.
"Hehehe, this gentleman truly knows quality when he sees it! Such generosity!" The old man couldn’t close his mouth from smiling at Xiao Yan’s lavish spending. He had brought out this iron sword to sell because he couldn’t refine it himself. That rust was no ordinary problem.
Xiao Yan stored the iron sword away. This ’bride price’ would have to be reclaid from her Master in the future. A Master paying off a disciple’s debts was perfectly reasonable.
"That Low Tian Class formation diagram can’t be such a rip-off too, can it?" he muttered.
Ya Fei smiled. "I’ve already asked about the price. That Low Tian Class formation diagram scroll only requires two tier 8 pills that attracted five-colored Pill Lightning. It’s a special formation ant to strengthen Dou Techniques; by itself, it can’t unleash Tian Class power."
On the Dou Qi Continent, most formations were used in coordination with Dou Techniques, just like the Five Ring Fla Expelling Technique. The Five Ring Fla Expelling Formation, ford by the five Fire Spirits, was a special type of formation that enhanced the power of Heavenly Flas. Saint Zhao Hua’s puppet formation was another example. Used alone, their power was weak, serving only as support.
To properly polish his Fla God Seal, Xiao Yan’s Five Ring Fla Expelling Technique did indeed need modification. This Tian Class formation diagram might provide a new direction.
He possessed not just five Heavenly Flas. The Five Ring Fla Expelling Technique’s upper limit was five flas, but Xiao Yan had eleven—twelve, counting Little Fairy Doctor’s Ghostly Poison Fla! He absolutely needed knowledge about formations to broaden his abilities.
He had heard that the Ling Clan were masters of formations. What a pity they were gone.
"Indeed not bad, and the price is reasonable." After following Ya Fei to another stall and examining the Tian Class formation diagram, Xiao Yan nodded with satisfaction.
This formation diagram scroll was called the Nine Revolutions Spirit Formation Diagram. It had been left behind thousands of years ago by a Dou Saint expert known as the Nine Revolutions Formation Saint. Unlike others, this Dou Saint had focused exclusively on cultivating formations. His inheritance ruins contained this scroll recording the various formations he had specialized in during his lifeti, along with his insights and teachings.
So of the formations within were so dangerous that even Nine-Change Dou Venerate experts wouldn’t dare touch them lightly.
However, formations weren’t very popular on the Dou Qi Continent. Most were used for sect-protecting arrays because they required an energy dium such as Heavenly Flas, puppets, the sect’s mountain range, and so on. For individual cultivators, they weren’t very practical and were far less cost-effective than a genuine Dou Technique. Not everyone possessed eleven Heavenly Flas like Xiao Yan. That was why the price was so low.
Just as Xiao Yan prepared to purchase it with two tier 8 pills that had attracted five-colored Pill Lightning, his special constitution activated!
"rely two pills that attracted five-colored Pill Lightning? What a bargain. Boss, I’ll take this item." An arrogant voice suddenly rang out as soone strode up to the stall, laughing heartily.
An iron fan ca down, pressing over the Nine Revolutions Spirit Formation Diagram. The newcor smiled at Xiao Yan. "Brother, I’ll be taking this."
Xiao Yan looked in surprise at the man who had appeared out of nowhere. If he rembered correctly, the last fan-wielding fellow he had t had died, and his entire family had gone to hell with him!
"Idiot, get lost." Xiao Yan snorted coldly. A powerful sonic shockwave burst out, slamming into the man and blasting him back two steps. He then tossed two pills to the stall owner and swept the diagram scroll into his ring.
The stall owner clearly hadn’t expected Xiao Yan to move so quickly, but with the price already agreed upon, he had no way to raise it now.
The man with the iron fan was also startled. Xiao Yan hadn’t even given him a chance to bid before directly stowing the item away.
He closed his fan and cupped his hands toward Xiao Yan. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Yan cut him off at once. "Don’t know you, don’t recognize you, won’t give you face, and also, not interested."
Xiao Yan’s rapid-fire fourfold denial left the iron-fan man completely stunned. He hadn’t even said anything yet! And why did that response sound so practiced?!
Ya Fei couldn’t help laughing at the sight. Clearly, Xiao Yan had run into this kind of trouble often enough to develop an entire standard procedure.
Poor Xiao Yan couldn’t even shop in peace.
"I am Li Yong of the Li Clan. I hope you might give so face for my wife, Gu Hanyu."
Xiao Yan had been ready to ignore him completely, but hearing the surna made him look over in curiosity. "Your wife’s surna is Gu?"
Li Yong noticed Xiao Yan’s expression and opened his iron fan, fanning himself proudly. "Indeed. My wife is a mber of the Gu Clan. I hope you might grant this small bit of face."
Xiao Yan’s expression imdiately turned peculiar, while Ya Fei’s beautiful eyes also took him in with a mix of surprise and odd amusent.
It was perfectly normal for won from Dou God Clans to marry out, or for n to leave the Gu Clan to establish themselves on the Dou Qi Continent. If not for Xun Er’s Divine Grade bloodline, those with Grade 4 or 5 Dou God Bloodlines wouldn’t be stopped so long as their partners were strong enough. Reaching the Dou Venerate level was sufficient.
During the Gu Clan’s coming-of-age ceremony, so of the invited factions had been those where Gu Clan mbers had married out. These factions, connected to the Gu Clan through marriage, effectively functioned as vassals, much like the Heaven Demon Phoenix Tribe, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe, or the Dragon Bear Tribe.
Many, like Venerable Yao, had left their clans to venture forth, but those who managed to establish their own legacies after leaving a Dou God Clan were still rare.
Most of the hidden factions in the Central Plains maintained so kind of connection to the Dou God Clans. In a sense, if Xiao Yan were not of the Xiao Clan, he would be just like those reclusive forces, simply a clan power tied to a Dou God Clan.
To put it bluntly, it was equivalent to being a live-in son-in-law. The difference was that Xiao Yan happened to be the strongest ’son-in-law’ on the entire Dou Qi Continent!
A trace of killing intent had initially flashed through Xiao Yan’s eyes, but after hearing Li Yong out, he sighed and patted the man’s shoulder. "I won’t bla you for this. Cultivate hard and strive to surpass your wife soday. Otherwise, outsiders will always look down on you."
For a mont, even he wasn’t sure whether he was talking about Li Yong or himself. Perhaps... both.
Li Yong found Xiao Yan’s aningful words and strange expression puzzling and quickly asked, "May I ask who you are?"
Xiao Yan showed a lonely-seeming back, paused mid-step, then turned his head and transmitted his voice. "Xiao Yan."
"Hiss—!!!" Li Yong imdiately sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
The Gu Clan... Xiao Yan!
The strongest son-in-law on the Dou Qi Continent!!
Among the reclusive clans, there wasn’t a soul who didn’t know Xiao Yan’s na!
Simply because he, an outsider, had successfully proposed to the daughter of the Gu Clan’s Clan Head and received the entire Gu Clan’s approval!
An outsider marrying the Gu Clan Head’s daughter... this was nothing short of a miracle!!
Eyes filled with hot tears, Li Yong watched Xiao Yan’s retreating figure. He sniffled, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply toward Xiao Yan’s back from afar, his voice ringing with resolve. "This junior will definitely engrave Senior’s words in his heart!!"
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Of course, this was rely a small interlude. By the ti they finished browsing the outer stalls, Xiao Yan had already bought up basically all of the spatial trade fair’s most precious items. Cai Lin had also picked out a few things for Xiao Xiao and Xiao Cai.
Little Fairy Doctor and Qing Lin, on the other hand, hadn’t found anything suitable and returned empty-handed.
"No rush. The real main event is inside this Ancient Treasure Pavilion. Let’s see if there’s anything worth bidding on."
The group arrived at the entrance to the Ancient Treasure Pavilion. Ya Fei presented a red jade token. After the two elderly guards examined it, one of them nodded. "This way, please."
The other flicked his sleeve, and five jet-black cloaks floated over to settle before Xiao Yan and the others. Although these special cloaks were far inferior to Xiao Yan’s Soul Robe, they could still block Spiritual Strength probes.
"Let’s go." After putting on his cloak, Xiao Yan was the first to step into the ancient grand hall. Everything before this had been nothing more than appetizers. The Purifying Lotus Demon Fla map fragnt was the real main course.
His foot crossed the threshold, and he swept his gaze across the surroundings. The pavilion’s lighting was quite dim, its structure utterly ordinary, with no remarkable features and none of the ’treasure aura’ one might imagine.
"Esteed guests, please follow ."
While Xiao Yan was looking around, a gray-robed elder approached from the side and spoke softly before heading toward the dim depths of the pavilion. Xiao Yan and the rest followed without comnt.
They walked through the pavilion’s corridors for several minutes before finally stopping in front of a bronze door. The old man halted there as well.
He cupped his hands, said nothing more, and quietly withdrew.
Everything was remarkably simple, unlike the grandeur of so auction houses.
’Finally about to complete the set.’
Xiao Yan slowly pushed open the ancient bronze door. A faint light shone from within as he stepped through.
When the initial glare faded, Little Fairy Doctor and the others saw an ancient hall about half the size of a public square. The hall contained nurous stone chairs, many already occupied by cloaked figures. Just like Xiao Yan’s group, every person’s face was hidden beneath black fabric; no one knew who the others were.
After Xiao Yan and his companions took their seats and waited for a mont, a lodious bell chid. At the center of the hall, a white-haired, white-bearded elder who looked ready for the grave slowly materialized from distorted space.
"A peak Nine-Change Dou Venerate just to host..." With his Low Tian Class Spiritual Strength, Xiao Yan easily sensed the old man’s power. No wonder no one dared cause trouble here. If the host alone possessed this level of strength, there was definitely an even more terrifying existence behind the Ancient Treasure Pavilion.
"Perhaps the force behind this spatial trade fair has ties to a Dou God Clan," Ya Fei murmured.
Xiao Yan nodded. Ancient Treasure Pavilion. That ’Ancient (Gu)’ character couldn’t be that straightforward and on the nose, could it?
Taken together, the waters of the Central Plains were clearly very deep. On the surface, the only major faction with a Dou God Clan behind it was the Hall of Souls, but in reality, the other Dou God Clans had almost certainly seeded their own factions throughout the region as well.
The elder first bowed, then coughed lightly and smiled. "Today’s Ancient Treasure Pavilion auction will be held here. There are not many items up for bid—only ten in total. Everything will go to the highest bidder, so if you need sothing, don’t hold back."
A murmur rippled through the hall at the announcent that there were only ten items.
’This scarcity marketing is played quite well.’ Xiao Yan thought.
A strange light flickered in Ya Fei’s beautiful eyes. So auctions could be run this way too!
Scarcity bred value. With only a handful of items, fierce bidding was guaranteed.
Just imagine: you miss the first lot, and a little voice forms in your mind whispering that if you don’t buy soon, there’ll be nothing left. Not everyone would fall for it, of course, but undeniably, so would.
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