Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 268 Black Market 8

"The following auction item is an image of refining ten fourth-level pills."

No. 88 smiles charmingly, showing her full charm.

A beautiful attendant in revealing clothes was holding a tray with ten photo balls spinning around in it.

"Each of these image balls records a different method for refining a fourth-tier elixir. There are ten in total, and they are sold in packages."

Wang Qiye was surprised. "Isn't it said that alchemists are all concerned about family background? Everyone likes to keep something to themselves. How could they be so honest and hand over their refining methods?"

Wang Qiye looked at the ten photo balls with envy. If he took them back and screened them, wouldn’t he make a fortune?

Not only Wang Qiye was tempted, but also a group of low-level alchemists below. The temptation of the fourth-level elixir shadow ball was too great for the third-level alchemists.

Duanmu Lan laughed scornfully. "Didn't you see that the shadow ball was black? All those alchemists who didn't honestly hand over their skills are here."

Wang Qiye's face turned pale instantly. Looking at the spinning photo ball, he felt a chill in his heart. This might mean the lives of ten fourth-level alchemists.

Duanmu Lan ignored his expression and continued, "Each of the following image balls was directly extracted from their soul memories while they were still alive and sealed up, saving even the 1 yuan for the image balls. A cultivator can only draw three balls at most before his soul collapses, so you don't have to worry about them holding back. Make sure you master everything they have learned."

Wang Qiye's face turned pale, and he turned away, unable to bear to watch any longer. This simple and crude behavior simply crushed the dignity of the alchemist to pieces.

Whoever dares to show this kind of thing is really looking for death. I'm afraid that the ghost will be torn apart by the angry other alchemists as soon as the show starts. I can only find a place to watch it secretly.

"2 million!"

"2.1 million!"

"2.3 million!"

……

The auction had already begun, but Wang Qiye had never opened his eyes. Duanmu glanced at him, then ignored him and pressed a number on the auction machine.

"Box No. 11 offers 20 million!"

The scene fell silent, and everyone silently put down the auction device. This kind of thing is only needed by third- and fourth-level alchemists. The price of 11 spirit stones is too high for third-level alchemists. Fourth-level alchemists who have mastered several fourth-level elixir refining methods are unwilling to pay a high price, so in the end, it was sold cheaply to Box .

When these photo balls were sent to him, Wang Qiye didn't say anything.

"Okay, don't be angry." Duanmu Lan put her arms around Wang Qiye's waist.

"I'm not angry with you, I just think they are too cruel."

"This is already considered good. There are still many filthier things that you haven't seen." Duanmu Lan whispered softly in his ear.

Everything was protected too well by Lingxi Valley. Wang Qiye witnessed the dark side of the cultivation civilization today. Even though he had killed people like crazy and had a heart of stone that never blinked, he was frozen into pieces by the cold air.

At this moment, he felt the urgency of cultivation. With the strength of the second realm, it was difficult for him to even protect himself.

……

"The following auction item is ten bottles of fourth-level poison."

When No. 88 introduced himself, he showed no fear at all and looked very natural.

"These are all lethal weapons. Each bottle can easily knock down a fourth-level cultivator. Even a fifth-level cultivator would be at risk of death if the poison is too severe and there is no timely detoxification."

"Why do you want this thing?" Wang Qiye looked at Duanmu Lan with shining eyes, staring at the tray, unable to move his eyes away, showing surprise.

"Of course I drink it. I have to drink a bottle of poison every once in a while. I used to drink third-level poison. I haven't drunk fourth-level poison for a long time." As he spoke, Duanmu Lan licked his lips lightly, as if he was still savoring the taste.

Wang Qiye felt speechless. How twisted must her master's mentality be to train such a perverted person?

No. 88 smiled. "Low price, each increase must not be less than 100. Start now."

As soon as No. 88 finished speaking, Duanmu Lan pressed the number. "Box No. 11 offers 30 Spiritual Stones!"

But this price obviously did not scare away people from the Shadow World.

"Bid 7653 million on the 30.1th!"

"Bid 9182 million on the 30.5th!"

"Box No. 11 offers 40 million!"

Agent No. 826 was surprised. The distinguished guest in Box No. 11 finally made his second bid today. It seemed that he was determined to win. Could he also be a ruthless person?

Just as No. 826 was about to make a move, another one had already made a move.

"No. 3364 bids 40.1 Spiritual Stones!"

No. 826 felt very regretful. He missed the opportunity just because of his hesitation. But would the guest in Box 11 raise the price? He started to worry about the senior who was the agent.

"No. 7653 bids 41 Spiritual Stones!"

A killer from the dark world, press the price.

No. 826 exclaimed in praise. "Senior is worthy of being a senior, his prediction is so accurate!"

"Box No. 11 offers 50 Spiritual Stones."

The killer from the dark world glanced upstairs out of the corner of his eye and put down the auctioneer in his hand.

Wang Qiye felt that Duanmu Lan had lost her mind. The price of this batch of poison was close to the selling price outside, and he basically didn't get any advantage from this order. If someone raised the price again, he could only stop her and buy it directly in Lingxi Valley, which was just this much spiritual stones.

"Ten million times."

"Twice 50 million."

"Third times 50 million."

"Congratulations to the VIP in Box 11 for winning this item."

No. 88 brought down the hammer very decisively. For an auction item, knowing how much it can be sold for on the black market is a basic operation for an auctioneer.

……

"The following auction item is called the Soul-Nourishing Wood."

Sexy No. 88 smiled tenderly.

"The Soul-Nourishing Wood is a rare and exotic wood that is rarely seen in the cultivation civilization. It has the effect of warming the soul. Unfortunately, this piece is a bit small and cannot be made into a magic weapon, but it can still be used for other purposes."

Wang Qiye looked at the scantily clad maid, who was holding a small piece of green wood on the tray in her hand, and said, "Is this what that person wants?"

Duanmu Lan was still holding a bottle of fourth-level poison and sniffing it like a drug addict. At this moment, she had been held in Wang Qiye's arms and was being molested without realizing it.

"Hmm." Duanmu Lan just glanced at it, hummed lightly, and ignored it. If she was not in the black market, she would have opened it and taken a sip immediately.

Wang Qiye directly bought it for 10 spirit stones.

After a while, the soul-nourishing wood that Wang Qiye bought was delivered.

Holding it in your hand, you do get a special feeling, as if your entire soul is soaked in water.

No problem, Wang Qiye paid 10 spirit stones and handed the soul-nourishing wood to Duanmu Lan.

"There won't be any problem, right?" Wang Qiye added with some concern.

Duanmu Lan finally came to his senses, put away the fourth-level poison, and slapped Wang Qiye's dirty hands away. "Don't worry, at most we will lose only 100,000 spirit stones, which is a drop in the bucket for you."

Wang Qiye was so stunned that he couldn't say a word. He just stared at her with his mouth wide open.

"She is also a female cultivator, and she is counting on our Rejuvenation Pills. The recipe she gave us for refining the Rejuvenation Pills should not be fake."

Wang Qiye sighed. "I don't mind giving her another Rejuvenating Pill. What if we don't succeed in practicing it?"

Duanmu Lan said calmly, "Then I won't give it to you."

Well, this lady hasn’t thought about what will happen after failure at all. Wang Qiye is too lazy to talk to her about it. He just treats it as a practice and can only look at the sexy and charming No. 88 again.

……

"How many spirit stones are left?" Duanmu Lan asked.

Wang Qiye glanced at the storage bag. "There are still 47."

"Hmm." Duanmu Lan thought for a moment. "Then let's just buy this one and leave?"

"Okay." Wang Qiye nodded.

I came here with great ambitions, but I didn't expect that with 750 million spirit stones, I couldn't even last through the first day of the auction.

……

"The following auction item is called Yangqi Pearl."

No. 88 introduced slowly. "This fifth-level cultivation bead can warm up 1000 magical instruments at a time. It is considered a fine product among fifth-level cultivation supplies."

"Reserve price, each bid must not be less than 100, bidding starts now."

"Box No. 11 bids 20 spirit stones." Wang Qiye calmly pressed the auction button.

He now carries three swords on his back, as well as seven swords and ten magical weapons. Although they are all kept in separate boxes for warming, they are still inconvenient to use in battle.

Now that I have enough spirit stones, I don't need to save on these things to warm up the magic tools. And this bead can be hidden in the storage bag. When fighting, the magic tools can be called up at any time, and there is no need to open the warming box. It is very convenient no matter how you look at it.

No. 826 curled his lips again. He really didn't dare to raise the price for such a thing. He didn't know which thief had stolen this thing from someone else's house.

He dared to buy those things that could improve combat power. However, these things did not improve combat power at all, and not many people needed them. It was already good enough if he could sell them.

Other monks naturally looked down on this thing, they would rather seize some things from others to warm up the magic tools. Although only 1-3 pieces can be warmed up at a time, it is definitely enough.

"20 million spirit stones at a time!"

"20 Spiritual Stones twice!"

"20 million spirit stones three times!"

"Congratulations to Box 11 for winning this auction item." No. 88 smiled very happily. This piece of pearl was not sold last year, but unexpectedly, it was bought by the wealthy Box 11 at a fixed price this year.

She was really afraid that the blind agent would help Box 11 and ruin the deal.

The weapon-nourishing bead was soon delivered to Wang Qiye’s hands. Wang Qiye happily paid the spirit stones and put all the magic weapons in the storage bags into the weapon-nourishing bead, leaving only the three on his back.