64: Chapter 64 Trading Monster Corpses

As the Xueyue Medicine Pavilion's auction progressed, the value of the items being brought out continued to rise.

One item after another, Hun Tiandi could not help but marvel; such staggering reserves were worthy of an auction held once every decade.

The value of some items made even him feel an intense desire.

However, after a brief moment of contemplation, he did not make a bid.

Originally, Hun Tiandi's greatest expectation was to find Innate Blood at this auction.

Now that he was at the Dou Practitioner level, he had reached a bottleneck and could advance no further; only by evolving the Blood Scripture could he increase his strength.

To evolve the Blood Scripture, he needed to devour Innate Blood, but Innate Blood was difficult to find.

In the vast Central Plains, finding an innate constitution was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Must I really walk down that path..." Hun Tiandi mused. If not absolutely forced, he was unwilling to resort to extreme measures.

If he could encounter it at the auction, it would save him from running around.

However, Hun Tiandi's wishful thinking was not supported by fate. Innate constitutions were extremely hard to find, and once a descendant of a major faction possessed one, they would surely be guarded strictly.

As he waited bitterly, with the auction nearing its end, he still had not encountered the item he needed.

He could only sigh helplessly.

Hun Tiandi shook his head gently, putting aside the unrealistic expectations in his heart, and slowly looked up towards the auction stage.

The item that appeared was very valuable. The item currently being auctioned was a cultivation technique named 'Great Yang Divine Technique', a Di-tier intermediate fire-attribute technique.

The value of Dou Qi techniques was much higher than Dou Qi of the same tier.

This scroll of 'Great Yang Divine Technique' had already been bid up to a sky-high price, nearing ten million.

The level of competition showed no signs of stopping.

For a Di-tier intermediate technique, the current price was not excessive.

Hun Tiandi had no interest in this technique. His main cultivation technique was the Blood Scripture, and he would absolutely never change it; even if the Central Plains were sunk into the sea, he would not change it in the slightest.

It was impossible for him to switch to another technique. If the Blood Scripture could evolve to the Di-tier intermediate level, his strength would surely skyrocket.

However, for the Blood Scripture to evolve, it must devour Innate Blood or the bloodline power of a Dou Di clan.

Such harsh conditions left Hun Tiandi feeling helpless.

With his current strength, attempting to devour the bloodline of a Dou Di clan was purely courting death.

Once his strength grew, it would not be without opportunity.

Thinking back to the two known innate constitutions, such as Jian Wuchen's Innate Sword Body and his own Blood God Body.

"It seems I can only wait slowly and search in the Central Plains when the time comes..."

The Fighting Qi Continent was vast and boundless, hiding numerous secrets; he had explored far too little of it.

As such thoughts flickered through his mind, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Clenching his fists, he decided that after the auction, he would go out for a walk to both increase his strength and explore the Fighting Qi Continent.

A man's ambitions lie in all directions; everywhere can be a home.

"Twelve million!"

A thunderous voice rang out in the auction. Looking up, he saw that the 'Great Yang Divine Technique' had been secured by someone for the top-tier price of twelve million.

At this price, a flash of surprise appeared in Hun Tiandi's eyes; the person capable of paying such a sky-high price was likely no ordinary individual.

"Everyone, the next item to be auctioned is somewhat strange, but for some special people, it should have quite a significant appeal!"

At the center of the auction stage, Han Yue said with a strange expression. Immediately, the door behind her opened, and twenty burly men carried in a bed board covered with black gauze, stepping onto the high platform.

This sudden scene piqued the curiosity of many, and for a moment, everyone cast their gazes over.

They felt a hint of interest in this behemoth.

"Why is there a stench of a corpse..." Suddenly, Hun Tiandi frowned slightly and said.

Han Yue removed the black gauze, revealing to everyone's eyes a dead True Dragon. As the light shone down, the dragon corpse appeared black-purple and devoid of any vitality.

The dried dragon corpse lay prone, its dragon whiskers hanging down like steel whips, and the blood on its dragon mouth had turned black.

It was a full ten zhang in size.

For Hun Tiandi, with his memories of two lifetimes, this was a shock. In his previous life, he had heard legends of dragons since childhood; in mythology, they were the top-tier divine beasts of the demon race.

On the Fighting Qi Continent, it was rumored that the top existence among the magical beast clans, the Void Ancient Dragon, was real. Their clan members were extremely few in number, but they were incomparably powerful.

They had an innate advantage regarding the power of space.

This visual impact could not be described in words.

The dried and prone dragon corpse did not possess an earth-shattering aura. The dragon corpse was black-purple, and the palm-sized dragon scales were black-purple and crystalline like jade.

The dragon blood on its body had dried up; it was unknown how long ago it had fallen.

A pair of black-purple dragon horns, like crystals, emitted a faint light, rising into the sky like heavenly blades. Its feet had three claws, and traces of blades and swords were vaguely visible all over its body.

On these dragon horns, there must be some sort of energy contained within.

However, to be able to retain some energy after being dead for so long, this dried magical beast must have been of an extremely high level while alive.

"This magical beast corpse was found by our Xueyue Medicine Pavilion in a forbidden region of the Nether Sea. According to the judgment of our appraisers, this magical beast should be a top-tier magical beast at the peak of the 7th rank, advancing to the 8th rank..."

Han Yue said with a solemn expression.

As her voice fell, the entire auction erupted in an uproar, including the VIP rooms.

A magical beast advancing to the 8th rank—was that not the same as an 8th-rank Golden Flood Dragon, a Dou Zun level expert? A magical beast of this level.

It possessed nearly earth-shattering power, and the lifespan of magical beasts was extremely long.

But, why did it perish?

As the noise erupted, Hun Tiandi's gaze also fell upon the dried dragon corpse, and a flash of surprise arose in his heart.

"This dragon corpse... I want it!"

A gleam appeared in Hun Tiandi's eyes; he had the best plan for this dried dragon corpse.

Relying on his excellent soul power perception, he could vaguely feel that the pair of black-purple dragon horns contained immense energy.

Therefore, he believed a little in what Han Yue said about this dried dragon corpse being an 8th-rank primary magical beast.

To know for sure, he had to bid for it.

After all, even after being dead for so long, that pair of black-purple dragon horns faintly contained a sharp power.

His pitch-black eyes fell upon the massive dragon corpse; who knew, it might be able to cause the ten thousand soul banner to evolve once again.

One thing he could be certain of was that if he incorporated that pair of black-purple dragon horns when refining the twin swords, the killing power of those swords would surely be peerless.

By then, when he raised his swords to kill, they would be specialized in breaking the gauze and armor condensed from Dou Qi.

Just imagining it was exciting.

In the auction hall, everyone's gaze fell upon the high platform, some excited, some nervous, not knowing what sky-high price this dragon corpse would fetch.

"Elder, this dried dragon corpse, could it be a descendant of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan!"

The middle-aged man, with a face full of shock, trembling, asked the Pill Tower Elder.

The white-haired elder had a solemn expression and pondered slightly: "That shouldn't be. The Void Ancient Dragon Clan is powerful and lives in the Void Space; how could they end up outside?"

"Besides, a 7th-rank Void Ancient Dragon is equivalent to a human Dou Zun level expert, and with the innate advantages of magical beasts, who would be able to kill such an existence!"

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Elder, could this be..." The Burning Flame Valley Elder also revealed a rare expression, but before the person beside him could speak, he shook his head gently.

If it were truly the descendant bloodline of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan, who would dare to bid on the dragon corpse?

Once discovered by this clan, they would likely have no place to stand on the Fighting Qi Continent.