Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 62

"Dear friends, welcome to Giant Spirit Pavilion"

"I'm Huang Qing, the owner of the Giant Spirit Pavilion"

The huge man in yellow robe returned the salute with a big grin.

"Since I see that fellow Taoists nearby are all here, let me announce something."

The giant man Huang Qing said unhurriedly.

The people on the first floor had long looked at the Master of the Giant Spirit Pavilion in awe.

The Foundation Establishment monks on the second floor were also silent.

The Giant Spirit Pavilion, which was originally quite lively, suddenly became deathly silent.

Huang Qing, the owner of the Giant Spirit Pavilion, looked around frantically.

"As fellow Daoist Ling said, I don't need the cold marrow condensate for my strength now."

The voice just fell, before the people around reacted.

The khaki mana on Huang Qing's body began to surge outward.

The huge spiritual pressure from Huang Qing rushed towards everyone without any scruples.

Snapped!
A few monks in the Qi refining period in front of the first floor were directly squeezed out of their seats, and they could only barely stop them after the mana in their bodies was used up with their backs bent.

Even in the corner behind Li Qing still felt the huge spiritual pressure.

"The peak of the foundation building period," Li Qing said in shock.

It seems that the owner of the Juling Pavilion really has the confidence to be domineering.

When a monk reaches the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he has already begun to touch the barrier of the Golden Core Stage.

One more step forward will become the top group of monks in this sea area.

In this sea area where the Nascent Soul cultivator is hidden from the world, the Golden Core cultivator has already stood on top of countless living beings.

Ling Jie stood on the second floor without speaking.

The strength at the peak of Foundation Establishment can be respected by people there.

Even with the help of the sect behind him, the current Ling Jie still had to bow his head in front of Huang Qing.

Who knows whether Huang Qing will find his own opportunity to enter the golden core stage in the future.

Regardless of your strong background, the world of cultivating immortals still respects strength.

He, Ling Jie, is only at the peak strength in the early stage of foundation establishment, even in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he still has to bow down and salute.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here to take down the Cold Marrow Condensation.

"Congratulations, Master"

"Congratulations, Master"

On the second floor came the sound of congratulations one after another.

"Okay, I won't disturb everyone's pleasure here"

"After the auction is over, I will personally treat all fellow Taoists to a banquet, I hope you will appreciate it."

Amidst the loud voice, Huang Qing's figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the auction.

Seeing Huang Qing leave, the eyes of everyone on the second floor were complicated.

Some were delighted to make good friends with Giant Spirit Pavilion, and some looked indifferent, they only came here for this auction.

Some even showed resentment in their eyes.

These monks are the protagonists of the banquet later, and they are from Huangyu Island and the nearby forces.

At this moment, they still didn't understand that Huang Qing had gone to great lengths to organize this auction just to take the opportunity to expand his influence.

As Huang Qing's strength reached the pinnacle of foundation establishment, the power of the Juling Pavilion will be further expanded.

The profit cake around Huangyu Island was so big, Qianshui Yulingzong took most of it, and the rest was shared by these small forces nearby.

Huang Qing wants more benefits, which means that he has the power to spit out the fat in his mouth.

"Everyone, it was just a small episode"

Fat shopkeeper Zhou at the side came to the middle position again with a smile on his face.

"Now I announce that the auction of the Cold Marrow Condensation Treasure begins."

"The starting price is [-] low-grade spirit stones."

"The following auction begins"

As Shopkeeper Zhou lowered his palm, the scene suddenly became intense.

In contrast, the monks on the first floor seemed much quieter.

This treasure obviously has nothing to do with them.

The monks on the first floor are more about increasing their vision.

Li Qing looked at the fiery expression on Han Sui's face from below, this kind of treasure is something that cannot be found.

But it is a pity that he is not qualified to participate in this competition at the moment.

"Seventeen thousand low-grade spirit stones"

On the second floor, a foundation-building cultivator in a black patterned robe was the first to place bids.

The man didn't hide his appearance, he seemed determined to win.

"Eighteen thousand low-grade spirit stones"

Another voice raised the price of Cold Marrow Condensation by a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"Nineteen thousand low-grade spirit stones"

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The monks in the Qi training period on the first floor were all stunned.

Seeing the quotations around them continue to rise, everyone showed envy.

The concept of [-] spirit stones is unimaginable for ordinary monks.

Ordinary monks, even those in the late stage of Qi training, are probably worth around two to three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

This can also be seen from Jiao Yujian's net worth.

This is Jiao Yujian as an outer disciple from Qianshui Yulingzong.

What's more, Jiao Yujian couldn't even take out two high-grade magic weapons, and ordinary casual cultivators were even more miserable.

From below, Li Qing also enjoyed watching the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage upstairs fighting for blood.

Whether it is a Qi training monk or a foundation building monk, when facing the precious treasures in their own realm, they are all desperately fighting for them.

No one passes up an opportunity to further their path.

"2 low-grade spirit stones"

An old Foundation Establishment cultivator on the second floor told his final price.

This cultivator at the peak in the early stage of foundation establishment did not cover his face. He was wearing a green robe, which looked like a robe from a nearby force.

After the old-faced monk finished paying the price, he carefully looked at the surrounding monks.

This is already his last bottom line, for which he will pay almost most of his net worth.

He is now starting his last fight for his path of cultivating immortality.

Due to his age, his physical body has already begun to go downhill. If he does not enter the middle stage of foundation establishment, his path will basically be hopeless.

The price of 2 low-grade spirit stones made the scene a little quieter.

This price has exceeded some psychological expectations.

Not everyone would give up all their belongings for this drop of Cold Marrow Condensation.

After all, even with the Cold Marrow Condensation, it may not be possible to break through the bottleneck 100%, it just increases the chance of breaking through.

Seeing that the surroundings became a little quieter, shopkeeper Zhou was naturally not very happy.

This price has not yet reached his expectations.

"Dear fellows, do you have any bids?"

Shopkeeper Zhou glanced around with a smile on his face.

As shopkeeper Zhou began to ask, the monk who made the bid became nervous.

"Everyone, this is cold marrow condensate, you must know that this kind of treasure cannot be obtained casually"

"Once you miss it, it will be even more difficult to find this treasure that can help monks break through next time."

Shopkeeper Zhou's words kept stirring the hearts of the monks on the second floor.

"Is there any more"

Before shopkeeper Zhou could speak, a voice sounded again.

"Twenty-three thousand low-grade spirit stones"

After the sound sounded, he took the opportunity to break down the psychological defense of the old monk.

At this moment, he slumped in his seat like a deflated balloon.

The powerlessness in his heart turned into a look of resentment towards Shopkeeper Zhou.

(End of this chapter)