87: Chapter 87 The Third Miss of the Xie Family

Hearing the shop assistant's shout, Mo Xiaochuan stopped in his tracks.

He originally only wanted to come to Wanfa Tower to buy a few offensive spell techniques, but he didn't expect to happen to catch an auction.

Mo Xiaochuan walked up to that assistant and asked:

"Can I still go in now?"

"Yes."

The assistant said:

"Is Fellow Daoist here to participate in the auction, or to buy Cultivation Techniques and spell techniques?"

"Let's check out the auction first."

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me."

The assistant led Mo Xiaochuan into Wanfa Tower.

On both sides of the first floor stood several rows of wooden shelves, upon which were placed wooden plaques inscribed with the Cultivation Techniques and spell techniques sold by Wanfa Tower.

Besides these, there were also methods related to Alchemy, Artifact Refining, and Formations.

Mo Xiaochuan glanced at them a few times before following the assistant up to the second floor.

Dozens of chairs were arranged on the second floor, and quite a few Cultivators were already seated there.

Mo Xiaochuan found a seat near the back and sat down.

Before long, a gray-robed elderly man in his fifties walked up to the wooden platform at the front.

The old man cupped his hands toward the crowd.

"This old man is Xie Guangyuan, and today's auction will be hosted by this old man."

"I won't say any more idle words, let's look at the first item first."

Two assistants carried a wooden tray up to the high platform.

A white porcelain bottle was placed on the wooden tray.

Xie Guangyuan picked up the porcelain bottle and said:

"There are a total of ten Returning Yuan Pills in the bottle. After Foundation Establishment Cultivators consume them, it can accelerate the recovery of spiritual power."

"The starting price is twenty Spirit Stones, and each bid increment must not be less than two."

As soon as his voice fell, someone in the front shouted:

"Twenty-two."

"Twenty-five."

"Twenty-eight."

Mo Xiaochuan did not bid.

The Mo Family was not lacking in this kind of Medicinal Pill.

In the end, this bottle of Returning Yuan Pills was bought by a middle-aged Cultivator at the price of thirty-six Spirit Stones.

Among the next few items auctioned off were Magical Artifacts and medicinal herbs used for Alchemy.

Mo Xiaochuan had not spoken all along.

Until the sixth item was sent onto the wooden platform, Xie Guangyuan picked up a cyan Jade Slip from the wooden tray.

"Yellow Rank High Grade offensive spell technique, Spirit Blade Technique."

"After Cultivating it, one can condense spiritual power into spirit blades to attack opponents from a distance."

"When Cultivated to a proficient level, multiple spirit blades can be cast simultaneously, making it suitable for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to Cultivate."

"The starting price is eighty Spirit Stones, and each bid increment must not be less than five."

"Eighty-five."

"Ninety."

Soon, several people successively raised their bids.

Mo Xiaochuan waited until the bidding voices decreased slightly before speaking:

"One hundred and twenty."

"One hundred and thirty."

Someone in the front row added another ten.

"One hundred and forty."

After Mo Xiaochuan spoke again, that person did not continue to raise the bid.

Xie Guangyuan asked three times in succession, and seeing that no one else was bidding, he said:

"Spirit Blade Technique, one hundred and forty Spirit Stones, belongs to this Fellow Daoist."

Mo Xiaochuan was quite satisfied with this spell technique.

Although its power could not be considered very strong, it was suitable for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to Cultivate, which was precisely what the Mo Family needed now.

Subsequently, two assistants carried up another wooden tray.

This time, what was placed on the wooden tray was not a Jade Slip, but a half-foot-long black iron piece.

Xie Guangyuan picked up that black iron piece and said:

"This is a broken Formation Plate, and there are still a few complete Formation patterns left on it."

"Although the Formation Plate can no longer be used, it still has some value for those who study Formations. The starting price is fifteen Spirit Stones."

Only two people in the arena bid.

In the end, an old man bought the Formation Plate for thirty-five Spirit Stones.

Mo Xiaochuan never spoke.

Meanwhile, at Qinghuai Ridge's Liang Family.

As expected of an immortal cultivation family with a Legacy of over four hundred years, the Liang Family...

In just a few days, they found seven Disciples who had escaped from the Xuanyang Sect, and also recruited several Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators and one Early Stage Lingtai Cultivator.

At this time, these people were all standing in the guest courtyard where Han Qingshan lived.

Seeing Han Qingshan, the seven Xuanyang Sect Disciples stepped forward and bowed one after another.

"Great Senior Brother."

Han Qingshan looked at the familiar faces before him.

The clothes of several people were somewhat tattered, and two of them still carried injuries on their bodies, but after all, they had all survived.

"It's good that you're back."

The few Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators standing nearby also cupped their hands toward Han Qingshan.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Han."

They already knew that Han Qingshan was an Early Stage Lingtai Cultivator, so they spoke very politely.

Only that middle-aged Cultivator at the Early Stage of Lingtai did not step forward.

He leaned against the courtyard wall with his arms crossed over his chest, and merely nodded toward Han Qingshan.

Han Qingshan glanced at him and didn't say anything.

These Loose Cultivators were all invited by the Liang Family using Spirit Stones.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators received eight Spirit Stones per month, while that Early Stage Lingtai Cultivator received fifteen.

They were not Xuanyang Sect Disciples, nor were they Han Qingshan's subordinates.

Yet a few days ago, Han Qingshan only had three Junior Brothers by his side. Now, not only had he found back seven Xuanyang Sect Disciples, but he also had a few more Cultivators who could be borrowed temporarily.

At least rebuilding the Xuanyang Sect was no longer just an idea.

An Xuanyang Sect Disciple asked:

"Great Senior Brother, what shall we do next?"

Han Qingshan said:

"Stay here first and recover from your injuries."

"The Liang Family is still searching for other people who escaped. Once everyone who can be found is brought back, we will discuss subsequent matters."

The middle-aged Cultivator leaning against the wall spoke up:

"Let's make one thing clear first."

"The fifteen Spirit Stones given to me by the Liang Family are just to make me stay here temporarily. If you really want me to fight someone, the remuneration must be calculated separately."

His tone was not polite at all.

Hearing this, the few Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators didn't make a sound.

Han Qingshan said:

"When there is truly a need for you to make a move, the remuneration will be discussed clearly beforehand."

The middle-aged Cultivator chuckled.

"That's good."

Just at this moment, a sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Liang Shaoheng walked into the guest courtyard with a man in his fifties.

Han Qingshan first glanced at Liang Shaoheng, then cast his gaze onto the man behind him.

He could not see through this person's cultivation realm.

Han Qingshan was already at the Early Stage of Lingtai, and for someone to be completely unfathomable to him, the other party must be at least a Golden Core Cultivator.

The middle-aged Cultivator who was originally leaning against the courtyard wall lowered his arms and straightened his body. The nearby Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators also quieted down, not daring to speak casually anymore.

Liang Shaoheng walked up to the crowd and introduced:

"This is my third uncle, Liang Huaiyi."

Han Qingshan cupped his hands in a salute.

"Greetings, Senior Liang."

The others in the courtyard also bowed along.

"Greetings, Senior Liang."

Liang Huaiyi looked around the courtyard and finally cast his gaze upon that middle-aged Cultivator at the Early Stage of Lingtai.

"Not a single Spirit Stone promised to you by the Liang Family will be missing."

"However, since you have taken the Liang Family's Spirit Stones, you must abide by the Liang Family's rules."

The middle-aged Cultivator put away his previous casual demeanor.

"Junior understands."

Only then did Liang Shaoheng look at Han Qingshan.

"Brother Han, I have already persuaded my third uncle. After the Xuanyang Sect is re-established, he will temporarily serve as the Sect's patron."

Speaking of this, Liang Shaoheng glanced at everyone in the courtyard.

"Since you are all willing to stay here and help, in the future you must follow Brother Han's arrangements."

"After the Xuanyang Sect is rebuilt, Brother Han will be the Sect Master. If anyone relies on their own cultivation and disregards him, I believe my third uncle, as the Sect's patron, will not ignore it either."

Liang Huaiyi said:

"Shaoheng's meaning is my meaning."

Hearing this, that middle-aged Cultivator at the Early Stage of Lingtai finally put away his previous arrogance and disrespect.

He cupped his hands toward Han Qingshan.

"What I said just now was inappropriate, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Han."

Inside Jiuzhou City's Wanfa Tower, the auction was still ongoing.

In the subsequent auction, Mo Xiaochuan bought a few more offensive spell techniques, spending another five hundred and seventy Spirit Stones.

The grades of these spell techniques were not high, but they were suitable for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to Cultivate.

His successive bids also made quite a few people in the arena notice him.

Someone looked back several times, seemingly wanting to know what background this unfamiliar Cultivator had.

After another auction item concluded, Xie Guangyuan did not continue introducing, but instead retreated to the side of the wooden platform.

A young woman walked out from behind.

The woman looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a dark red long dress with a black silk ribbon tied around her waist. The long dress clung to her waistline, swaying gently as she walked.

She came to the center of the wooden platform and smiled at the crowd below.

The auction venue, which had still had some whispering, instantly quieted down a lot.

Xie Guangyuan introduced:

"This is our Xie Family's Third Young Miss, Xie Hongling."

"What is going to be auctioned next is the last item of today, and also the one with the most unusual origin among the items received by Wanfa Tower this year."