After Wen Jingshu was welcomed into the Heaven-grade private room, four beautiful maids and four handsome male attendants filed in.
The eight attendants had various styles, pairing up in groups of two to look after the four of them.
Among them, the maid and attendant who came to serve Wen Jingshu had the finest appearance and cultivation.
The two bowed to Wen Jingshu and spoke respectfully, “Your servants, Xinghui and Nianyan, greet you, Miss.”
Wen Jingshu gave a soft grunt of assent, and the two stood up.
Xinghui presented a crystal-clear jade token with both hands and said, “This is your Divine Sense Plate. If there is an auction item you like, you can simply think of your bid in your heart.”
Wen Jingshu took the jade token and toyed with it in her hand out of curiosity.
Seeing Wen Jingshu take the jade token, Xinghui knelt beside her along with Nianyan, one serving tea and the other peeling spiritual fruit.
The Heaven-grade private room was on the third floor, which offered the best view. One could see the auction stage just by looking up.
The front of the private room was a floor-to-ceiling barrier. Looking from the inside out, it seemed as if there was nothing there, but nothing inside could be seen from the outside.
Wen Jingshu sat in the main seat, with Zhao Xun and Li Xunzhi to her left and right, while Ying Zhen could only sit at the very edge.
In the past, Ying Zhen might have felt some resentment in his heart, but today, with two Daoist Patriarchs present, he did not even dare to harbor a single disgruntled thought.
Thinking of how he used to take advantage of Wen Jingshu's young age to hoodwink her, and how Wen Shuyi hadn't slapped him to death, he felt incredibly lucky to be alive.
Fortunately, Wen Jingshu's attention was now entirely on the auction, and the two Daoist Patriarchs did not even bother to spare him a glance. Ying Zhen nervously enjoyed the service of the two beauties for a moment, and before long, his heart began to flutter with desire.
The maids and attendants in the private room were all top-tier cauldrons, naturally possessing a fatal attraction for cultivators.
According to the unspoken rules of the Fusheng Auction, as long as both parties were willing, it was perfectly normal for something amorous to happen between them and the attendants.
Among the four of them, although the maid and attendant by Wen Jingshu's side had the finest appearance, she had grown up surrounded by beautiful people since childhood, so she naturally didn't think much of the two serving her.
The young Wen Jingshu had not yet awakened to romance, while the talisman cultivator Wen Jingshu had been single-mindedly focused on outdoing her fellow disciples. Romance and physical intimacy? She was far too busy and had no time for such things.
As for the two Daoist Patriarchs, they were highly experienced and had long lost interest in affairs of the flesh at their age, caring only about pursuing the Great Dao.
Only Ying Zhen was a true eighteen-year-old youth, right at the age when first love buds.
To have his resolve tested with such beauty on his very first time attending such a formal occasion was truly more than he could handle.
Wen Jingshu glanced at Ying Zhen and sighed in her heart, He really is still just a youth after all!
A quarter of an hour later, the auction officially commenced.
On the circular stage, a glamorous woman walked out with a swaying, graceful gait. After a brief opening speech, she presented the first auction item.
“Since we are in Yundan City, our first auction item is five mid-tier Seventh-Grade pills, courtesy of the Pill Sect: Marrow-Cleansing Pills! The starting bid for the first pill is one million top-grade spirit stones, with each increment no less than five hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones!”
The moment the words "Marrow-Cleansing Pill" were spoken, the entire venue erupted.
A Marrow-Cleansing Pill! That was the ultimate lifelong pursuit for multi-spiritual root cultivators!
Just as the auctioneer's voice fell, the Jiazi private room was the first to bid, “Five million top-grade spirit stones!”
Not everyone used the Divine Sense Plates. For those with background and power, bidding openly was a better way to deter petty opportunists.
Seeing Wen Jingshu show some interest, Xinghui thoughtfully said, “Judging by the voice, it must be the Second Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect. This Marrow-Cleansing Pill is likely for his grandson.”
Hearing Xinghui's words, Wen Jingshu also recalled this person.
The Second Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect possessed a ninety-one percent wind spiritual root, with both aptitude and comprehension being top-tier. The son he begot also had excellent aptitude.
However, this son had gone missing a century ago, leaving behind a useless grandson with four spiritual roots.
According to her sister, this Second Elder had visited her twenty years ago to beg for two Marrow-Cleansing Pills.
Now, he was bidding for another Marrow-Cleansing Pill. If all three Marrow-Cleansing Pills successfully cleansed away a spiritual root each, his grandson would be able to defy the odds and become a single spiritual root cultivator.
A single spiritual root! Even if the affinity wasn't high, it was still a high-grade aptitude, making it incredibly easy to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.
It was indeed true: where aptitude was lacking, family wealth made up for it. The wealthier a cultivator was, the better their resources, and the higher they could climb.
The higher they climbed, the higher their status and wealth became, allowing them to spend even more money to elevate their own strength.
This led to large families having more promising seeds, and the more promising seeds they had, the more powerful the family's influence grew.
Sects claimed fifty percent of the cultivation resources, families claimed forty percent, and rogue cultivators were left to scramble for the remaining ten percent.
As a talisman cultivator who had once struggled to survive at the bottom, Wen Jingshu had a deep understanding of this.
Just as the Second Elder's voice fell, the glamorous auctioneer spoke to announce, “A fellow Daoist has bid eight million top-grade spirit stones.”
The Second Elder continued to raise the bid, “Ten million top-grade spirit stones!”
“A fellow Daoist has bid twelve million top-grade spirit stones.”
“Fifteen million top-grade spirit stones!”
“A fellow Daoist has bid eighteen million top-grade spirit stones.”
Seeing someone competing with him for the Marrow-Cleansing Pill, the Second Elder's face turned completely livid.
And because the opponent was bidding using a Divine Sense Plate, he didn't even have the opportunity to use the Heavenly Sword Sect's name to threaten or bribe them.
“Twenty million top-grade spirit stones! Fellow Daoist, this Marrow-Cleansing Pill holds extraordinary significance to me. If you are willing to part with it, this old man is willing to gift you an item in return.”
As the Second Elder spoke, he handed a storage bag to an attendant, who respectfully withdrew to present it to the other party.
In less than ten breaths of time, the auctioneer smiled and said, “The fellow Daoist has declined to raise the bid. Twenty million top-grade spirit stones once, twenty million top-grade spirit stones twice, twenty million top-grade spirit stones thrice. Congratulations to the guest in the Jiazi private room for winning the first Marrow-Cleansing Pill!”
“We will now auction the second Marrow-Cleansing Pill. The starting bid remains one million top-grade spirit stones, with each increment no less than five hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones!”
“A fellow Daoist has bid two million top-grade spirit stones.”
“A second fellow Daoist has bid five million top-grade spirit stones.”
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In total, the five Marrow-Cleansing Pills were auctioned for one hundred and five million top-grade spirit stones.
One hundred and five million top-grade spirit stones! Even after living for over a thousand years, the talisman cultivator Wen Jingshu had never seen so many spirit stones.
She couldn't help but marvel once again at how alchemists truly made a fortune.
After the Marrow-Cleansing Pills warmed up the crowd, the second auction item was a Flying Eagle Bird hatchling.
Seeing this bird, Wen Jingshu realized in hindsight that she lacked a flying mount.
Although flying magical treasures could substitute for flying mounts, there was no guarantee that spiritual energy could be channeled in certain secret realms or forbidden lands.
Flying Eagle Birds were birds of prey with tough feathers and sharp talons, making them top-tier in both defense and combat.
Hearing that the bidding outside had already reached five million top-grade spirit stones, Wen Jingshu spoke, “Eight million top-grade spirit stones.”
Seeing Wen Jingshu bidding, Li Xunzhi stroked his beard and said, “If the Young Mistress wants a flying beast, that's easily done. I will go to the Beast Taming Sect tomorrow and catch one for you.”
Li Xunzhi spoke casually, and Wen Jingshu knew that whatever she wanted was indeed just a matter of saying the word.
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