60: Spirit Sword Green Blade

Inside the Immortal Cave of the Spiritual Bamboo Garden's Earth Fire Chamber, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

After a night of deep meditation, the fatigue and tension from his previous thrilling escape were swept away, replaced by a calm and sharp state, like finely polished cold iron.

He changed into an ordinary gray Magical Robe, and the thousand illusions mask shimmered, once again transforming him into the ordinary-looking, stable-aura, Peak Qi Refining Ninth Layer gray-robed youth.

His eyes were calm and waveless, with only a trace of yearning for power flickering deep within them.

Holding the gilded invitation card with golden scales inlaid on its edge, Lin Feng, like a drop of water merging into the sea, blended into the bustling crowd that had already surged in Tianfeng City since early morning, heading towards the "Four Seas Tower" that lay like a giant beast in the city center.

In the plaza in front of the tower, Flying Swords were already like rain, and human voices were clamoring.

Various luxurious carriages, exotic Spirit Beast mounts, and Cultivators exuding powerful auras arrived in an endless stream.

Sect Disciples wore uniform attire, their expressions arrogant; Family Elders were surrounded by attendants, their demeanor majestic; lone travelers, however, had wary eyes and restrained auras.

The air was filled with excitement, anticipation, and an invisible, sharply contrasting tension.

Lin Feng presented his invitation card and, under the sharp gaze of the guards, was led into a small private room on the second floor, located at the back and equipped with simple Restriction.

Although the private room was small, it offered an excellent view, clearly overlooking the massive circular auction platform below and the vast, dark expanse of ordinary seating arranged in a fan shape in front.

The private room's Restriction could block sound and most Divine Sense probes, ensuring the bidders' privacy—at least on the surface.

Soft, bright light streamed down from the crystal dome, and even the expensive calming sandalwood incense in the air could not completely conceal the complex auras and fervent desires emanating from the countless Cultivators gathered there.

An old man, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, with a face like jade and piercing eyes—Wan Baotong, the chief auctioneer of the Golden Scale Merchant Guild—was already standing in the center of the high platform.

He merely stood there, and a powerful pressure of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage subtly enveloped the entire venue, causing the clamor to fall silent.

"Fellow Daoists!"

Wan Baotong's voice, like a grand bell, clearly and penetratingly reached everyone's ears, carrying a convincing magic, "Thanks to your kind patronage, the 'Four Seas Rare Treasures Auction,' held once every five years, officially begins today here at the Four Seas Tower!"

"As for the rules, this old man will reiterate them once more: the highest bidder wins, and Spirit Stones are the standard!

Those who maliciously bid or disrupt order, do not blame the Golden Scale Merchant Guild for handling it according to the rules! Now, let the auction begin!"

The opening remarks ignited the atmosphere.

Item after item, emanating various Spiritual Lights, were presented on the display stage by beautiful maidservants.

"First up, a High Grade first-tier 'Azure Edge Sword'! Made primarily from century-old cold iron, it is incomparably sharp and possesses a faint icy power.

Starting bid: five hundred Spirit Stones!"

"Five hundred fifty!"

"Six hundred!"

"Seven hundred!"

Bids rose one after another, and the atmosphere was lively.

Most of the contenders were Loose Cultivators in the Middle to Late Stage of Qi Refining, while the private rooms on the second floor remained silent.

Lin Feng sat steadily, closing his eyes to rest.

...

"Eleventh item, the 'Stealth Cloak'! A top-tier first-tier auxiliary Magical Artifact!

Made primarily from shadow silkworm silk, when Spiritual Qi is injected, it can greatly weaken one's aura and allow one to merge into shadows.

Starting bid: one thousand two hundred Spirit Stones!"

This item caused a small bidding war, ultimately selling for two thousand Spirit Stones.

"Fifteenth item, a set of seven 'Seven Star Spirit Guiding Jade Discs'!"

Wan Baotong's voice carried a hint of a smile, "Although this item is only High Grade first-tier, it is quite practical.

Placed in specific positions within a Cultivation quiet room, it can subtly draw upon the power of the stars, gather Spiritual Qi, increase Cultivation speed by about half a percent, and has a faint calming effect.

It is especially suitable for Fellow Daoists who are new to Formation or who prefer the power of the stars for comprehension and enjoyment.

Starting bid: one thousand five hundred Spirit Stones!"

This set of Jade Slips was entirely pure white, adorned with seven tiny, seemingly light-absorbing black crystals arranged in the Big Dipper constellation, emitting a cool and serene aura.

Lin Feng's heart stirred slightly.

'Subtly draw upon the power of the stars? Calming effect?' He recalled Formation Madman Hermit's high regard for the power of the stars in his Jade Slip.

This item might be helpful for him to comprehend the Star Luo Formation Jade Slip within Formation Madman Hermit's "Formation Detailed Explanation."

"One thousand six hundred!" A Loose Cultivator below made a bid.

"One thousand seven hundred!"

"One thousand eight hundred!"

The price slowly climbed.

Lin Feng's calm voice emanated through the private room's Restriction: "Two thousand."

This price made the few Loose Cultivators below hesitate.

After all, it only increased speed by half a percent, which had limited effect on the Late Stage of Qi Refining; it was more of a plaything to aid comprehension.

"Two thousand Spirit Stones! Are there any other Fellow Daoists who wish to bid?" Wan Baotong surveyed the entire hall.

A brief silence.

"Two thousand Spirit Stones, sold! Congratulations to this Fellow Daoist!" The wooden hammer gently fell.

Lin Feng successfully bid for this set of Jade Discs, spending little, considering it an investment.

...

The second auction was for Foundation Establishment treasures.

When Wan Baotong announced the start of the second session, the atmosphere throughout the entire hall instantly tightened, like a fully drawn bowstring!

An invisible pressure permeated the air, and within the private rooms on the second floor, many powerful auras were no longer concealed, subtly leaking out.

"Twenty-first item, a bottle (three pills) of 'Rejuvenation Pill,' a Foundation Establishment Stage Medicinal Pill!

Taken when Spiritual Qi is depleted, it can quickly restore thirty percent of Spiritual Qi! A life-saving Medicinal Pill!

Starting bid: three thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Three thousand two hundred!"

"Three thousand five hundred!"

"Four thousand!" A hoarse voice came from a private room.

The price instantly soared, eventually selling for five thousand Spirit Stones.

The competition among Foundation Establishment Cultivators showed terrifying financial power right from the start!

"Twenty-fifth item, the 'Ice Dragon Sword'! A Low Grade Spiritual Artifact Flying Sword!" Wan Baotong's voice was inciting.

A maidservant presented a long sword that was entirely azure blue and exuded a chilling aura, with a faint phantom of an ice dragon vaguely swimming on its blade.

"Forged from century-old cold jade marrow mixed with deep-sea cold iron, it comes with a 'Freezing' effect.

Wherever the Sword Qi reaches, it can slow down enemy movement!

Starting bid: ten thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Eleven thousand!"

"Twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!" A clear, cold female voice came from a certain private room.

"Sixteen thousand!" Another direction immediately followed, the voice carrying an undeniable tone.

Lin Feng looked at the chilling Flying Sword and was indeed tempted.

However, the price quickly broke through twenty thousand, and the competitors were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators, so he decisively gave up.

Ultimately, the Ice Dragon Sword was acquired by the owner of that clear, cold female voice for twenty-three thousand Spirit Stones.

"Thirty-third item, the 'Azure Edge Thorn'!" A Flying Sword, about a foot long, entirely azure, and shaped like a slender willow leaf, appeared on the display stand.

Its blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, exuding an incomparably sharp, light, and swift aura.

"A Low Grade Spiritual Artifact Flying Sword!

Its main material is 'Cracked Wind Azure Gold Stone,' characterized by extreme speed and sharpness!

It comes with a 'Wind Breaking' effect, increasing speed by thirty percent when activated and moving silently through the air!

It is a Sharp Weapon for sneak attacks and skirmishes!

Starting bid: eight thousand Spirit Stones!"

When this sword appeared, it did not cause the same fervor as the Ice Dragon Sword.

While speed-type Flying Swords were good, their attack range was smaller, and they required extremely high control, not as versatile as the Ice Dragon Sword.

Most bidders were Sword Cultivators who favored a light and agile style or Cultivators who preferred this type of weapon.

"Eight thousand five hundred!"

"Nine thousand!"

"Nine thousand three hundred!"

Lin Feng weighed his options: this sword was light and swift, perfectly suited for his current disguised identity, and its price was relatively "affordable."

"Ten thousand!" He calmly made his bid.

"Ten thousand five hundred!" A sharp-looking young Sword Cultivator, sitting in the front row of the ordinary seats with a long sword on his back, frowned and raised the bid, clearly determined to get this sword.

"Eleven thousand!" Lin Feng did not hesitate.

The young Sword Cultivator suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze, like a tangible force, pierced towards the direction of Lin Feng's private room, his voice carrying a hint of coldness: "Fellow Daoist, this sword is of great use to me; would you be willing to part with it?"