As soon as they walked into the hall, they did not encounter any hindrances.
The great hall was now bustling with noise; at a glance, there appeared to be nearly four to five hundred people gathered there.
In the middle of the hall was a high platform, atop which stood a group of people who were introducing various items, creating a scene akin to an auction.
The crowd was so dense that when Su Yang and Jeang Zier walked in from the entrance, they went completely unnoticed.
Within the crowd, Su Yang spotted Zhao Wunian and his group sitting near the front from afar.
As Jeang Zier had ntioned, the families from Zifeng City and Yangchuan City indeed had close ties with the River God Sect. Ninety percent of the attendees were standing, while they alone had seats at the front.
Of course, Cheng Bingyan, Lin Feng, and others were also seated at the front. After all, they were from the Top Ten Families of Pingbei Province, which were significantly more powerful than the major families of Yangchuan City or Zifeng City.
Su Yang also saw Lin Zhenshan and a few others from afar; they stood behind Zhao Wunian and his group.
Lin Zhenshan had a somber expression, and Lin Qing beside him had tears around her eyes. Little Niuniu, held in her arms, also had swollen eyes, evidently having just finished crying.
Excitent was only present on Wang Qian’s face among their group; his joy was particularly evident. With Su Yang’s death, everything would return to normal, which was more than favorable for him.
At that mont, the stage was auctioning so dicines, but Su Yang could tell at a glance that these were just ordinary dicines, not the Spiritual dicine refined by the Divine Farr Sect.
It seed that after occupying this place, the River God Sect had managed to concoct so secret dicinal recipes based on the herb garden in the mountains behind them. The dicines now being auctioned were their own creations.
Of course, the dicines they crafted were worlds apart from the Spiritual dicines refined by the Divine Farr Sect.
Still, the auction was exceptionally lively. Few of the attendees could differentiate between Spiritual dicine and common dicine, but most believed that anything provided by the River God Sect must be excellent, eagerly bidding for it.
Naturally, what they used to purchase the dicines were not things like money, but rather various rare items. For instance, unusual gemstones, so extraordinary materials, rare dicinal herbs, and damaged Magic Artifacts. Only such items were considered valuable to the River God Sect, while common money was of no need to them.
In a short while, the River God Sect collected many treasures and auctioned off more than fifty pills. Throughout this process, whether it was Feng Wenchuan, Zhao Wunian, or individuals like Cheng Bingyan and Lin Feng, not one engaged in the auction. These dicines were unimportant to them; what they truly needed were the Spiritual dicines refined by the Divine Farr Sect!
Finally, the River God Sect presented a piece of Spiritual dicine. This ti, the auction was handled by an Elder of the River God Sect, a man in his fifties or sixties with an air of immortal charm about him, although his pretentiousness was a bit too palpable.
"Next, the item up for exchange is a divine gift from the River God obtained by our River God Sect, the Hundred Spirit Pill!"
The Elder said, taking out a pill that was placed inside a box.
This pill was no bigger than a fingertip, yet it emanated a faint, captivating glow. It looked anything but ordinary.
The crowd on-site was instantly drawn to it, and the previously dejected figures, including Lin Zhenshan, seed to be revitalized, especially Lin Zhenshan, whose face visibly surged with excitent.
The Hundred Spirit Pill was precisely the reason they had co to the River God Sect!
Although the River God Sect could potentially obtain Spiritual dicine from the Divine Farr Sect each year, the dicines varied as the Sect crafted different ones annually.
The Hundred Spirit Pill was said to cure various complex diseases with excellent results, earning the reputation of a miraculous elixir.
Over the years, Lin Zhenshan had tried every possible thod to cure Niuniu’s condition, to no avail. The Hundred Spirit Pill was his last hope.
"As for the effects of the Hundred Spirit Pill, I need not say much more. I believe everyone here has heard of its miraculous effects," the Elder said with a smile. "Let’s begin the bidding, shall we?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Lin Zhenshan leapt to his feet in excitent, declaring loudly, "I bid ten pieces of Supre Green Jade!"
The crowd turned their eyes to Lin Zhenshan, their faces filled with disdain. A fat man sneered, "Old man, you think ten pieces of Supre Green Jade will get you the Hundred Spirit Pill? You must be dreaming! The opening bid for the Hundred Spirit Pill is much higher than that!"
Lin Zhenshan, astonished, exclaid, "Ten pieces of Supre Green Jade aren’t enough? Wasn’t it just ten pieces of Supre Green Jade that they used to exchange for the Hundred Spirit Pill before?"
The Elder looked down on Lin Zhenshan contemptuously. "You are talking about the value from eight years ago. Over the years, the Spiritual dicine from the River God Cave has beco increasingly scarce, and its value has skyrocketed. Does the current value of the Hundred Spirit Pill really compare to that of the past?"
Lin Zhenshan panicked. He had almost risked his life to gather those ten pieces of Supre Green Jade. Now, to be told they were not enough—what hope was there for him this ti?
"Immortal Master, I... I didn’t realize the value of the Hundred Spirit Pill had increased so much," Lin Zhenshan implored nearly in tears. "Could you perhaps make an exception? I... I will definitely bring more Supre Green Jade next ti. Could you let have this pill first? I... I need it to save a life..."
The Elder glanced at Lin Zhenshan, his tone cold. "Our River God Sect always follows the rules. Everyone cos here for a life-saving cure; do you think you’re the only one? Since you haven’t brought enough Supre Green Jade this ti, then co back next year. Continue!"
Lin Zhenshan beca frantic, rushing forward to plead, "Immortal Master, please listen to . That girl over there is my granddaughter; she... she has had a strange illness since she was little. Eating has always been the most torturous task for her. She... she’s only five or six years old, still a child."
"Immortal Master, the doctor said that if she continues like this, she probably won’t make it through the year. I... I can’t wait until next year. I beg you, give the Hundred Spirit Pill to save the child’s life. No matter how much Supre Green Jade it takes, I will risk my life to find it. I beg you..."
Saying this, Lin Zhenshan imdiately fell to his knees, knocking his head on the ground as he pleaded desperately.
On the side, Lin Qing held Niuniu, her eyes brimming with tears as she pressed Niuniu’s head to her chest. There was a ti when her father was a towering figure of a man, but now he had no choice but to kneel before these haughty individuals.
But they had no alternative. If they couldn’t get the Hundred Spirit Pill, Niuniu wouldn’t survive the year. What else were they supposed to do?
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