62: Ming Wang Purgatory Gong

This offer was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly drawing all eyes in the hall! Especially in the area that Qiu Laoguai had just threatened! Many people were shouting in their hearts: 'Another one who isn't afraid of death?!'

A brief silence ensued. Many gazes swept back and forth between Qiu Laoguai's private room and Lin Feng's private room.

"Forty thousand five hundred!" A slightly hesitant voice tentatively rang out, seemingly trying to gauge Qiu Laoguai's reaction.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate, immediately raising the bid with a decisive voice: "Forty-one thousand!"

He had to show his determination to win and sufficient financial power to deter those hesitant competitors!

"Forty-one thousand five hundred!" The previous tentative voice seemed stimulated by Lin Feng's decisiveness and gritted his teeth to follow suit.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, knowing he absolutely couldn't back down at this moment! He abruptly raised the bid by a large margin, his voice like a heavy hammer falling: "Forty-three thousand!"

A single bid increase of one thousand five hundred Spirit Stones!

"Hiss—!" A suppressed gasp echoed throughout the hall! Everyone was shocked by such audacity! This was no longer just bidding; it was more like a declaration: 'This item, I will have it!'

A brief, suffocating silence. All eyes focused on the direction of Qiu Laoguai's private room.

Sure enough! A Divine Sense, even more violent, sinister, and greedy than when it previously locked onto Qingyue's voice, crashed into Lin Feng's private room's Restriction like viscous, foul blood, carrying a nauseating malice! Although greatly weakened by the Restriction, the icy killing intent, like a venomous snake licking and hungry wolves circling,Entangled with him， like a maggot in the bone! A hoarse, venomous voice, as if squeezed from between clenched teeth, permeated the Restriction like a demonic sound, rumbling directly in Lin Feng's Sea of Consciousness: "Brat! It's you again?! Bidding on Flying Swords and Ores wasn't enough?! You dare to compete with this old man for a Foundation Establishment Pill?! Forty-three thousand? Hmph! What a grand gesture! What a fat sheep! This old man has noted your private room! When the auction ends, this old man will see if your fat can withstand this old man's blade! If you know what's good for you, give up now and yield the item, and this old man might consider leaving you a complete corpse!"

Naked death threat! Like a cold dagger pressed against the throat!

Inside the private room, Lin Feng sat as still as a mountain, his expression calm and unruffled, not even the slightest change in his breathing frequency. Only in the depths of his serene, abyss-like eyes did a cold light flash, like a cold bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky.

He sneered inwardly: 'Qiu Laoguai? As expected, he couldn't hold back. A complete corpse? Heh, who knows who will win and who will lose!' He ignored it, as if the malicious threat was just a breeze in his ears.

Wan Baotong's voice rang out at the opportune moment, with a hint of inquiry and warning: "Forty-three thousand Spirit Stones! This Fellow Daoist has bid forty-three thousand Spirit Stones! Are there any other Fellow Daoists who wish to bid?"

His sharp gaze swept across the entire hall, lingering for a moment especially on Qiu Laoguai's private room.

No one responded.

Qiu Laoguai seemed to also be wary of the Golden Scale Merchant Guild's rules and Wan Baotong's Late Stage Foundation Establishment strength, so he did not bid again. However, that Divine Sense, full of malice, greed, and a locking intent, remained firmly fixed on Lin Feng's private room like a maggot attached to bone, like a venomous snake in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal strike at any moment!

"Forty-three thousand Spirit Stones! First call!"

"Forty-three thousand Spirit Stones! Second call!"

"Forty-three thousand Spirit Stones! Third call!"

"Sold!" Wan Baotong's wooden hammer fell heavily, emitting a crisp sound.

"The sixth set of Foundation Establishment Pills, three pills, goes to this Fellow Daoist! Congratulations!"

Inside the private room, the heavy stone in Lin Feng's heart finally fell, and a great joy and sense of relief surged through him! 'It's done! The Foundation Establishment Pill!'

During the auction interval, the items Lin Feng consigned for auction also sparked a small climax.

"Item number fifty-three, three yellow thunder apricots! Of superior quality, with clear thunder patterns, containing pure thunder power andYi Wood Vitality! An excellent product for Body Tempering, breaking through realms, and Alchemy! Starting bid twenty-two thousand Spirit Stones!"

The bidding was fierce, and it was ultimately won by a burly man specializing in Body Refining for twenty-eight thousand Spirit Stones!

"Item number fifty-five, two Vermillion Fruits! Pure and full of fire-wood Spiritual Qi, and of sufficient age! Starting bid twenty-eight thousand Spirit Stones!"

The scramble became even crazier, especially among some Alchemists and fire-attribute Cultivators. The final price soared to thirty-four thousand Spirit Stones, taken by a mysterious Cultivator shrouded in a red robe!

After deducting the commission, Lin Feng gained another fifty thousand Spirit Stones! This greatly alleviated his financial pressure, bringing his total Spirit Stone reserves back to just over one hundred thousand. However, it also caused the value of him, the "private room owner," to surge again in the eyes of those with intentions!

...

The auction neared its end, and the atmosphere reached its peak. Wan Baotong's voice carried an unprecedented solemnity:

"Everyone! The last fourThe finale treasure! Each one can be called a treasure passed down through generations of a clan!"

"The Nurturing Divine Sense Art!"

"Can be Cultivated to Late Stage Foundation Establishment, significantly strengthening Divine Sense! The marvelous uses of Divine Sense need no further explanation from this old man! Starting bid fifty thousand Spirit Stones!"

The bidding instantly became white-hot! The important figures in the private rooms made their moves one after another.

"Fifty-five thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

"Seventy thousand!" A majestic voice rang out.

"Seventy-five thousand!" Another private room refused to be outdone.

"Eighty thousand!" A cold voice, as if from the netherworld, that had never spoken before, called out an exorbitant price!

The entire hall fell silent! Ultimately, this Divine Sense Cultivation Technique was acquired by this mysterious private room for eighty-five thousand Spirit Stones! It drew countless gasps of astonishment and greedy gazes.

"Ming Wang Purgatory Skill!"

"A supreme Body Refining method! Directly leads to the Golden Core Dao! Uses earth fire Evil Qi to temper the body, forging the Bright King's Indestructible Golden Body! Its power can shake heaven and earth! However, the Cultivation process is unbearable for those without great perseverance and great Opportunity! Starting bid thirty thousand Spirit Stones!"

As the introduction was made, the heated atmosphere paused. Body Refining is difficult, and the entry requirements for this Cultivation Technique are strict (requiring a special Physique or the ability to endure inhuman pain), so there were few bidders. Only two or three tried to bid tentatively.

"Thirty thousand five hundred."

"Thirty-one thousand."

Lin Feng's heart pounded violently! This Cultivation Technique was exactly what he needed; the Rock Body Tempering Art currently had no follow-up Cultivation Technique beyond Foundation Establishment, and this Cultivation Technique was perfectly suited for him now!

"Thirty-two thousand!" He decisively made his move.

A brief silence. The two or three families seemed to feel that spending so many Spirit Stones for a Body Refining Cultivation Technique with an uncertain future was not worth it, so they gave up.

"Thirty-two thousand Spirit Stones! Sold!" Wan Baotong brought down the hammer. Lin Feng successfully acquired this Body Refining Cultivation Technique that directly leads to the Golden Core! This was his biggest unexpected gain from this trip!

Next, the "Hundred Beasts Spirit Communication Secret Tome" was purchased by a Beast Taming Sect for sixty thousand Spirit Stones.

The final treasure turned out to be Purple Mansion Jade Marrow (one drop).

"Core Formation (Purple Mansion) spiritual item! Increases Core Formation success rate by one and a half percent! Starting bid—one hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

As this item appeared, the atmosphere of the entire auction hall completely solidified! Followed by countless heavy breaths and gazes that almost seemed to burn! Even the auras of the important figures in the private rooms on the second floor fluctuated violently! The true madness had begun!

"One hundred eleven thousand!"

"One hundred thirteen thousand!"

"One hundred fifteen thousand!"

"Two hundred thousand!" An old voice, trembling, called out an exorbitant price!

"Two hundred fifty thousand!" Another private room immediately followed suit.

"Three hundred thousand!" A figure shrouded in a faint mist, with an unfathomable aura, spoke calmly.

"Three hundred thirty thousand!" The old voice roared with unwillingness.

"Three hundred fifty thousand!" The misty figure remained calm.

...

"Three hundred eighty thousand!" The misty figure called out the final price.

Dead silence! Even Wan Baotong's voice trembled slightly: "Three... three hundred eighty thousand Spirit Stones! Sold!"

The entire Four Seas Tower was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, awe, and undisguised greed, focused on the misty figure.

One drop of jade marrow, three hundred eighty thousand Spirit Stones! This was an astronomical sum enough to bankrupt a small Sect!

The auction concluded amidst the towering waves caused by the Purple Mansion Jade Marrow. Wan Baotong, his face flushed with excitement, announced its end.

Lin Feng did not linger, immediately stood up, and went to the settlement counter through the private room's special passage. He could clearly feel at least five or six greedy Divine Senses, like venomous snakes and hungry wolves, firmly locked onto the direction he was leaving!