34: Chapter 34 Auction

"One Low-Grade Spirit Stone per jin, if you don't sell it, let it rot in your hands," the wine taster at Liu Clan Wine House said firmly.

Zhao Mo...

One Low-Grade Spirit Stone per jin meant one hundred purple gold coins per jin, the same price Zhao Mo sold white orchid fruit for. In other words, by selling the spirit wine, Zhao Mo was not only losing the cost of the enlightenment grass roots and his labor, but now he couldn't even make back the cost of the white orchid fruit.

"If I sold it, I'd be a total idiot."

Zhao Mo turned and left without a moment's hesitation.

Seeing Zhao Mo walk away so decisively, the wine taster's eyes showed anxiety, but he quickly calmed down.

"Sigh, Brother Yougen, let me tell you, I just discovered a type of spirit wine. Drinking it gives a strange feeling, like enlightenment."

"Yes, yes, exactly, enlightenment. He wants one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone per jin, how could we possibly buy it?"

"Right, right. If he happens to go to your place, remember to buy it at one Low-Grade Spirit Stone per jin, and share some with me then."

...

"Brother Weiping, the situation is like this..."

"Sister Lan..."

Zhao Mo had never expected that the moment he left Liu Clan Wine House, the news that he had enlightenment spirit wine had already spread throughout the entire Xuan Sect wine trade.

Following this, in every wine house Zhao Mo visited, he heard the same thing:

"What enlightenment spirit wine? This is just white orchid spirit wine."

"You want to sell spirit wine brewed from white orchid fruit for one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone per jin?"

"Have you lost your mind?"

After hitting a wall at several shops, Zhao Mo finally realized that these wine houses must all be in cahoots.

"The Liu Clan's influence in the Xuan Sect is actually this great?" Zhao Mo muttered.

Fortunately, these people still kept to the bottom line of the Xuan Sect; otherwise, Zhao Mo would have been ready to run for it.

"Hit a wall, didn't you?"

"True Person Yuxiang?"

In front of a wine house called Shenglan, Zhao Mo found Chen Yuxiang "setting up a stall" on the ground.

"I didn't expect you to actually be able to brew spirit wine. Not bad, not bad, I appreciate you more and more."

"Come, follow me."

Chen Yuxiang put away the broken bowl in front of him and waved at Zhao Mo, signaling him to follow.

At this moment, Zhao Mo finally understood why Chen Yuxiang was always dressed like a beggar. Damn it, he really was a part-time beggar. A dignified Golden Core True Person, he had absolutely no shame.

True Person Yuxiang led Zhao Mo through the streets, taking lefts and rights. If not for Zhao Mo having just reached the third level of Foundation Establishment, he would have likely lost him long ago.

"We're here."

Looking at Zhao Mo panting for breath.

True Person Yuxiang said with a sincere face: "Oh, my apologies, I forgot you are a Foundation Establishment Cultivator."

Zhao Mo felt his forehead twitch, mentally retorting: "I don't believe a word of it. After you looked back just now, you actually walked even faster."

"Immortal Master, where is this?"

In front of Zhao Mo was a two-story black wooden building, its dark color appearing completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

"Don't speak, stay close to me."

True Person Yuxiang cast a spell, and Zhao Mo hurriedly followed behind him.

After entering the wooden building, Zhao Mo's vision was still pitch black; he couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, he didn't know how long they walked before Zhao Mo finally saw light.

A white cloud floated in the very center. Resting lonely on the cloud was a wooden table, and on the table sat a small hammer. Everything around it was still pitch black; he couldn't see anything else.

"An auction house?"

"Correct, this is the Xuan Sect underground spirit wine auction house."

"True Person Yuxiang, you haven't been here in a long time. What good wine have you brewed again? Hurry up and bring it out."

A little fatty walked out from the darkness and immediately bowed to Chen Yuxiang, looking very familiar with True Person Yuxiang.

"Me? Nothing left? I have nothing left."

"Weren't the last hundred jin or so of spirit wine squeezed dry by you, you fat deadbeat?"

"However, while I don't have any, this junior of mine has brewed a type of good wine."

"You can have a taste."

"Zhao Mo, take the spirit wine you brewed and let True Person Yun have a taste."

"Another Immortal Master?" Zhao Mo was already numb. During his first twenty years of cultivation, Golden Core True Persons were legendary existences to him. Now, it felt like Golden Core cultivators were walking everywhere; they were all over the place.

"True Person Yun, this is the enlightenment spirit wine I brewed. Please, Immortal Master, have a taste."

"enlightenment spirit wine? What a bold claim!" True Person Yun was a bit displeased.

Although True Person Yun's tone was bad, his hands didn't stop.

Pouring the wine, tasting it—all in one smooth motion.

A moment later, the way he looked at Zhao Mo changed.

Whose foolish son is this? He actually really added enlightenment grass into the spirit wine.

Although the enlightenment grass had been diluted significantly, adding enlightenment grass meant adding enlightenment grass; one could taste it immediately.

Hmm, and there's white orchid fruit. This white orchid fruit is the same type True Person Yuxiang used last time, carrying that special aura.

At this moment, True Person Yun's expression changed, turning like a chrysanthemum, and he began to smile at Zhao Mo.

"Little Fellow Daoist Zhao Mo, how much of this enlightenment spirit wine do you have? Old Wang here will take it all."

Before Zhao Mo could speak, Chen Yuxiang spoke first.

"Fatty Wang, give up that idea. Auction it; don't even think about monopolizing Zhao Mo's spirit wine."

"He currently needs cultivation resources very badly."

"Needs cultivation resources very badly?"

True Person Yun carefully sized Zhao Mo up.

"Could it be that this Zhao Mo is that Zhao Mo?"

Chen Yuxiang nodded, "That's right."

True Person Yun's expression became serious.

"So that's how it is. Leave this matter to me. Zhao Mo, how much enlightenment spirit wine do you have?"

Zhao Mo said: "One thousand five hundred jin."

"Good. Give the spirit wine to me, and I will guarantee you a floor price of one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone per jin."

Chen Yuxiang nodded.

"Give it to him."

Only then did Zhao Mo take out that pink Storage Pouch and bring out the enlightenment spirit wine he had prepared in advance.

A moment later.

The little fatty True Person Yun appeared on the white cloud in mid-air.

"Fellow Immortal Masters, True Monarchs, today's spirit wine auction has begun."

"This auction has a total of 70,000 jin of first-grade spirit wine, 30,000 jin of second-grade spirit wine, 2,000 jin of third-grade spirit wine, and 1,500 jin of special spirit wine."

"Although the total amount of spirit wine in this auction has exceeded 100,000 jin, there are only a mere 2,000 jin of third-grade spirit wine and not a single jin of fourth-grade spirit wine. Therefore, everyone must still work hard, striving to brew fourth-grade spirit wine as soon as possible to break the Liu Clan's monopoly."

"Next, we will auction the first-grade spirit wine..."

Zhao Mo sat in the darkness, watching the spirit wine being auctioned off one after another.

The selling prices of these spirit wines were generally 30% to 40% lower than the prices in the wine houses.

"Now, we begin the auction for the third-grade spirit wine, Apricot Blossom Brew."

"I won't introduce this Apricot Blossom Brew; everyone already knows it."

"Now I will tell you the starting price: 2,000 jin, auctioned as a package, starting at 1,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones, with a minimum increment of 10 High-Grade Spirit Stones each time."

"1,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones?" Zhao Mo was shocked by the price of this third-grade spirit wine.

"Slap."

This was the sound of Chen Yuxiang slapping his thigh nearby.

"That fat deadbeat, has he gone crazy? So cheap, but unfortunately, my pockets are empty."

"1,200."

"1,210."

...

The price of these 2,000 jin of third-grade spirit wine kept soaring, and it soon broke through 2,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones.

"3,000."

A voice said in a low tone. Raising the price by 1,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones at once effectively killed off all other bidders.

"Everyone, don't rush to leave yet. Although the third-grade spirit wine has been auctioned off, we still have one special spirit wine participating in the auction."

"We have already delivered samples to everyone."

"This batch of spirit wine totals 1,500 jin, with a starting price of 150 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and a minimum increment of 10 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

After True Person Yun finished speaking, there was actually a long silence, with no one responding for a long time.