Cultivating To Immortality Chapter 48 48: Bidding

"Alright, one thousand spirit stones! Are there any other Everyone who want this Cold Moon Cauldron?"

The Confucian-robed Old Man's face was beaming with joy as he eagerly scanned the entire hall, continuing to call out.

The blue-robed Cultivator who had previously bid nine hundred and fifty now gently shook his head, a hint of reluctance on his face, clearly not intending to increase his bid.

The Confucian-robed Old Man waited for a mont, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the Everyone one by one. Seeing no response, he imdiately raised his voice and announced.

"Congratulations to this Fellow Daoist for acquiring the Cold Moon Cauldron."

Fang Hong nodded expressionlessly, though he felt a hint of joy in his heart.

He touched his Storage Pouch, and a flash of spiritual light appeared as he tossed one thousand spirit stones to the Confucian-robed Old Man. Then, he absorbed the Cold Moon Cauldron into his Storage Pouch, completing the transaction.

"Next, we will auction the third item, a Fire Scaled Python Spirit Beast egg." The Confucian-robed Old Man's voice rang out again.

"As everyone knows, an adult Fire Scaled Python is a fourth-level Demonic Beast, with strength comparable to a Foundation Establishnt Stage Late-Phase Cultivator. Its potential is imnse, so anyknow who enjoy raising Spirit Beasts absolutely must not miss out."

As he spoke, he held up a red Spirit Beast egg, allowing everyone present to see it clearly.

"The starting bid for this Spirit Beast egg is five hundred spirit stones, and each incrent must not be less than one hundred spirit stones." The Confucian-robed Old Man announced the price of the Spirit Beast egg.

As soon as he finished his introduction, the surrounding audience began to discuss amongst themselves, clearly aware of the Fire Scaled Python's power.

If one could successfully hatch and raise it, it would be equivalent to a Foundation Establishnt Stage Late-Phase Cultivator, undoubtedly a great aid on the path of cultivation.

"Six hundred!" A early stage of foundation building Cultivator was the first to call out a price.

"Seven hundred!"

"Eight hundred!"

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The bidding once again beca fervent, with everyone showing great enthusiasm for the Spirit Beast egg.

Several Foundation Establishnt Stage Late-Phase Cultivators also participated in the bidding, making the competition even more intense.

Fang Hong watched all of this with a calm expression, his eyes showing little ripple.

A fourth-level Spirit Beast egg was indeed a good treasure, but unfortunately, he knew nothing about raising Spirit Beasts, so he did not intend to participate in this bidding.

The fourth-level Spirit Beast egg was very popular, and its price quickly rose above one thousand.

Ultimately, the egg was bought by a Foundation Establishnt Stage Late-Phase Cultivator for the high price of one thousand eight hundred.

"Next, we will trade the fourth item, a mysterious Advanced Talisman." The Confucian-robed Old Man cleared his throat and continued to introduce the next item.

"This Talisman was accidentally obtained by a Loose Cultivator, but unfortunately, he doesn't know how to draw Talismans, so he could only entrust it to our trade."

As he spoke, he displayed a strange beast hide on which a mysterious Talisman was indeed carved.

"According to our rchant guild's appraisal, this Talisman is a relatively rare lightning-attribute Advanced attack Talisman. If it can truly be drawn, even a Core Formation Cultivators would be wary of it, so Everyone who enjoy drawing Talismans should not miss out."

The Confucian-robed Old Man enthusiastically introduced the Talisman.

"The starting bid for the Talisman is six hundred spirit stones, and each incrent must not be less than one hundred." After the introduction, the Confucian-robed Old Man imdiately announced the price.

However, after the Confucian-robed Old Man finished his introduction, the reactions of everyone were very lukewarm; the enthusiasm in the venue was far less than when the Spirit Beast egg was traded just now, which made him feel extrely awkward.

After all, everyone understood that this Talisman was indeed Advanced, but whether it could be drawn was another matter entirely.

Such an Advanced Talisman, even a Core Formation Cultivators might not be able to draw, let alone the Foundation Establishnt Stage and Qi Refinent Stage Cultivators present.

As soon as Fang Hong saw this Talisman, his expression remained calm and unperturbed, maintaining his usual composure, but his heart was already churning with excitent like a stormy sea.

This was precisely the Advanced attack Talisman he needed most.

With his current Talisman-drawing skill, carving an Advanced Talisman was still a bit difficult.

But he believed that with his understanding of talismans, as long as he devoted himself to studying it for a period, he would still be able to draw it.

"I must buy this Advanced Talisman." Fang Hong secretly made up his mind.

As long as he could draw an Advanced Talisman, he would have another trump card, providing an extra layer of security when facing danger.

The Confucian-robed Old Man had called out the price for quite so ti, but no one had yet opened their mouth to bid, and the atmosphere in the venue fell into an awkward silence.

The Confucian-robed Old Man's smile gradually stiffened as he continuously scanned the entire hall, hoping soone would break the awkward situation.

Fang Hong was not in a hurry to speak; he wanted to see if others would buy it first.

"Everyone, this is an Advanced Talisman. If you have Elders in your family, you can buy it back for them to research." The Confucian-robed Elder persuaded again.

"Seven hundred." At this mont, soone finally spoke. It was a Black-clothed person whose face was covered with a black cloth.

His voice was deep and hoarse, and he sat in a corner, his eyes fixed on the Talisman on the stage.

Fang Hong looked at the Black-Clothed Man. This person was only at the early stage of foundation building, so even if he bid against him, he didn't need to worry about anything.

"Good, this Fellow Daoist has bid seven hundred. Is anyone else raising the price?" Finally, soone made a bid, and a smile appeared on the Confucian-robed Old Man's face.

After waiting for a while, no one else spoke. Fang Hong was a little surprised; it seed everyone didn't want to waste spirit stones buying this useless Talisman.

So, he raised his hand and decisively called out, "Eight hundred."

"Nine hundred." Just as Fang Hong called out the price, the Black-Clothed Man unhesitatingly continued to raise his bid.

Fang Hong was montarily stunned, not expecting the other party to bid so decisively. He could only continue to increase the price.

"One thousand!"

"One thousand one!"

"One thousand two!"

"One thousand three!"

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The entire venue was left with only Fang Hong and the Black-Clothed Man's bidding voices. The two went back and forth, neither giving way.

After Fang Hong raised his bid, the Black-Clothed Man would imdiately raise his as well. The price of the Talisman quickly rose to one thousand six hundred, which was the price Fang Hong had called out.

When Fang Hong called out the price of one thousand six hundred, the Black-Clothed Man finally hesitated.

He sat not far from Fang Hong's right hand, his body stiffening slightly, and he glanced at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong also looked at him, their eyes t, but they quickly averted their gazes.

"One thousand seven!" The Black-Clothed Man continued to bid.

"Good. One thousand seven! Is this Fellow Daoist still following?"

The Confucian-robed Old Man's smile was brilliant, and he looked at Fang Hong with anticipation. The fact that this Talisman could sell for such a price was already beyond his expectations.

"One thousand eight." Fang Hong was silent for a mont before continuing to raise his bid.

He had already made up his mind that he must acquire this Talisman.

However, the Black-Clothed Man's repeated bids made Fang Hong wonder if this person was also a talisman Master?

But even so, Fang Hong was not afraid. If the Black-Clothed Man dared to cause him trouble afterward, he wouldn't mind killing him and refining him into a spirit pill.