bookbashuk Chapter 48 The Essence of Extreme Yin
Chapter 48 The Essence of Extreme Yin
The auction was vibrant, with ancient figures dressed in feathered robes, chatting and laughing. Jiang Yuan and his companions, appearing in black and white, sat among them, like ghosts mixed in with a group of living people.
This posture is eerie and sends chills down your spine.
Jiang Yuan also felt a chill down his spine. Wasn't this the world of immortality?
Why did the art style suddenly change to this?
The other cultivators with supernatural powers also felt a chill run down their spines and were terrified. They had attended many auctions, but none had ever been so bizarre.
Auctioned alongside ancient figures, their black-and-white images resemble funeral portraits, making them even more ghostly than the ancients themselves.
What exactly is this ancient giant trying to do?
"Start the auction." The middle-aged man in the yellow robe smiled, holding the auction gavel, which was the same bright color as those of the ancients, not like the "memorial portraits" of people in the present world.
Li Kuangge and his companions were horrified and hesitant.
Jiang Yuan activated the Time Power talisman in his hand, suddenly broke free, and transformed into a fishing line, diving into the Time Wonderland.
Once the fishing line entered the auction, it transformed into a figure of himself, sitting upright to the side, its vibrant colors making the real "black and white figure" look more like a ghost.
Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitched violently.
Is this retribution?
He devoured my legacy from other worlds, turning them into "memorial portraits".
Now it's his turn to be the "funeral portrait".
Moreover, he was horrified to discover that he had little control over the fishing line and could only act as a messenger.
"Our lifespans are bound together," Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice.
Jiang Yuan nodded inwardly, feeling a chill run down his spine, but fortunately it wasn't serious; it just meant that the flow of time was accelerating, and a year's lifespan would be consumed in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
He has a lifespan of six hundred years, enough to burn.
and.
After Jiang Yuanmai stepped down and sat down in his "ancient form," the feeling of being bound to someone's lifespan became ethereal.
It was as if the intangible and unobservable characteristics of the black mist space had been incorporated into him.
Jiang Yuan calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief; his cheat code was still very effective.
Seeing that Jiang Yuan hadn't changed much, the other cultivators with supernatural powers activated the Time Power talismans in their hands, turning them into fishing lines.
But soon, their expressions changed slightly.
"Oh no, my lifespan is over!"
"Who's licking me?" a disciple of the Wan Gui Immortal Island asked in horror, feeling a chill behind his ears, as if someone was breathing on him.
He quickly turned his head to look.
A whale transformed into a burly man, spewing out streams of steam from its nose, making his "ancient form" feel chilly.
"Can my past self influence my present self?"
The disciple was terrified, and the others were also startled, not daring to control their "ancient self" to act recklessly.
Jiang Yuan was also startled.
Strengthen the connection between the ancient and the present.
What does this ancient giant want to do? Is he trying to pull people from the past?
But Yan said it.
No living creature has ever been caught in the wonders of time.
Moreover, being in the Longevity Realm, one cannot possibly alter the past.
That would mean at least being a Great Immortal.
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe on the stage simply struck the auction hammer, and a beautiful woman in a blue dress carried up a treasure.
The treasure emanated an extremely cold aura and was white and bone marrow-like.
"The essence of extreme yin is suitable for cultivating water-attribute supernatural powers, or for using its extreme yin attribute to comprehend yin and yang and break through to the yin-yang realm."
"Starting bid: 30,000 White Yang Pills; each bid must be at least 1,000 White Yang Pills."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe said with a smile.
Everyone felt a chill and quickly sat up straight, but they looked at each other and none of them dared to be the first to bid.
This auction was too bizarre.
Ancient people and modern monks coexist, and a timeline strengthens the connection between the "ancient self" and the present self.
"Thirty-three thousand White Yang Pills," Jiang Yuan suddenly said.
Everyone's eyes flickered as they looked at Jiang Yuan.
Fang Han was startled and quickly whispered, "Jiang Yuan, shouldn't we wait for the others to do it first?"
Jiang Yuan shook his head slightly and transmitted his voice, "Fang Han, the best way to deal with an ancient giant is not to play tricks."
"You can also auction one item later."
The ancient giants possess the power to annihilate all of them with a single thought.
No matter how many tricks they try, it's useless.
Moreover, since the middle-aged man in the yellow robe wanted them to participate in the auction, they had something they had to do.
An auction is the most likely scenario.
Of course, the most important thing is that he has a cheat code, so it doesn't matter if he guesses wrong.
As for Fang Han, needless to say, he is the chosen one of destiny. A mere fourth-level Longevity Realm cultivator in the Cosmic Light Realm cannot possibly put Fang Han in a life-or-death situation.
Fang Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently, deciding to listen to Jiang Yuan.
"Thirty-five thousand White Yang Pills," the burly man in whale form suddenly spoke.
Everyone was horrified. What was going on? Did people in ancient times also engage in bidding?
Jiang Yuan was also surprised, but he remained calm and confident, so he continued, "Thirty-eight thousand White Yang Pills."
The burly man hesitated for a moment and did not continue.
Extreme Yin Essence is rare on the mainland, but it is quite common in the ocean where there are many water-attribute treasures.
If this auction doesn't work, they can try next time.
Jiang Yuan was successful in the auction and was required to pay on the spot.
He took out 380 Nascent Soul Pills and placed them on the timeline. He didn't have any White Yang Pills on him, so this was the only way to pay.
The timeline shifted slightly, sending back eighty Nascent Soul Pills, but only three hundred were actually collected.
"One Nascent Soul Pill can be exchanged for one hundred White Yang Pills, but Nascent Soul Pills are more valuable, so if you pay with Nascent Soul Pills, we can round down the amount."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe laughed.
This has already smeared almost half of it.
The Nascent Soul Pill is truly valuable.
Jiang Yuan sighed, but he discovered that after the Timeline took his Nascent Soul Pill, it did not send him the Extreme Yin Essence.
Instead, it was placed next to the woman in the blue dress and floated there, held still.
Jiang Yuan was puzzled. Could it be that a dignified ancient giant would covet his three hundred Nascent Soul Pills?
"Jiang Yuan?" Fang Han's expression changed slightly, and he asked urgently.
Jiang Yuan shook his head slightly, "It's alright. Do you still have any Nascent Soul Pills on you? If not, I'll give you the rest."
Even if the three hundred Nascent Soul Pills were indeed embezzled, it would still be a good thing.
That means the middle-aged man in the yellow robe didn't want their lives.
"Yes." Fang Han nodded, at the same time thankful that he had refined pills for a day before coming out of seclusion.
Otherwise, he would be penniless today.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Yao Dian and the other two smiled and looked at Jiang Yuan, their brows furrowed with joy.
They were delighted to see Jiang Yuanzai stumble.
Li Kuangge glanced at them resentfully, sneered, and cursed Jiang Yuan to lose as many Nascent Soul Pills as possible.
Wan Guiyi frowned slightly, guessing what was going on, but as a minor Golden Core cultivator, he had enough confidence to wait and see.
He also glanced at Jiang Yuan, his eyes narrowing slightly, thinking that if Jiang Yuan spoke again later, he would help raise the price and make Jiang Yuan lose even more money on his Nascent Soul Pill.
"The sixteenth item for auction is a cluster of dragon-patterned purple wood energy, a precious wood energy that a True Qi Realm elder spent ten years collecting."
"Starting bid: 50,000 White Yang Pills; each bid must be at least 3,000 higher."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe laughed, and the beautiful woman in the blue dress raised another ball of purple dragon wood energy. It was coiled on the jade platform, like a real dragon, half-open and half-closed, with extraordinary power.
Fang Han's heart stirred.
This wisp of wood energy is very suitable for his cultivation of the Azure Emperor Wood Sovereign Technique.
However, it required a minimum of 50,000 White Yang Pills. He had no choice but to borrow the remaining Nascent Soul Pills from Jiang Yuanxian, along with some of his own White Yang Pills, bringing the total to 70,000 White Yang Pills before he finally won the bid.
"Next, the seventeenth item for auction."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe struck the auction hammer. It was a low-grade magic weapon flying sword, with a starting price of 150,000 White Yang Pills and a minimum increment of 5,000 each time.
Everyone was cautious and dared not speak, so they looked at Jiang Yuan and Fang Han, intending to let them continue the auction.
"There are still thirty-four items left to auction. Please participate enthusiastically and bid on at least one item each."
"This will help you stay alive."
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe suddenly smiled faintly.