58: Chapter 58 Conditions

The auction venue, which had been noisy just a moment ago, suddenly fell silent.

This was a Xiantian Technique! A Cultivation Technique of this level could not be measured by silver; it was unknown which Family's spendthrift had brought it here to exchange for money.

Wen Shuyu was also stunned. She gestured to her maid, who then hurried out.

A short while later, the maid returned and whispered a few words into Wen Shuyu's ear.

"Brother Su, I believe you are truly in need of money now!" Wen Shuyu sighed suddenly, clearly having just learned the origin of the Cultivation Technique from her maid.

Su Jiuchuan felt a bit depressed. When he processed the paperwork earlier, hadn't they agreed that the seller's information could not be leaked?

He felt quite helpless; adhering to rules was only because one hadn't encountered a more powerful force yet.

In the arena, the old man from the auction house was very satisfied with the atmosphere.

"After our appraisal, this Secret Manual is a Xiantian Technique—the Shouyang Scripture."

Upon hearing this, Squire Wang, who had been slumping in front, suddenly sat up and quickly turned to look in Su Jiuchuan's direction. However, after their eyes met, he slumped back down.

Although he had always known that Su Jiuchuan was the one who dealt with the Old Ancestor, now that it was confirmed, he had no other options. Squire Wang sighed inwardly.

In fact, the Wang Family had an only son named Wang Zian, but he had been unwilling to learn martial arts since childhood and was passionate about reading; he was currently studying at the Imperial Academy in the capital.

This time, he only hoped to preserve the Family business as much as possible; revenge could only be planned for the future.

"However, this Cultivation Technique only has the first layer," the old man continued.

Someone in the crowd immediately spoke up, "So it's an incomplete version."

"Once you enter the Xiantian Realm, you can't abandon your cultivation and start over. If you can't obtain the subsequent techniques, won't you be stuck there for a lifetime?"

Someone sneered sarcastically.

"Then you can just choose not to buy it!" someone nearby immediately mocked.

"Everyone, please be quiet," the old man made a gesture for silence.

"Although it is only an incomplete version, it is still a Xiantian Technique after all. If it were a complete version, I fear it wouldn't have reached this place," the old man continued.

"For those First-grade Martial Artists who lack a Xiantian Technique, this is also a good opportunity. Not everyone has the chance to break through to the second stage of the Xiantian Realm."

This was the truth. Regardless, being able to enter the Xiantian Realm was enough to guarantee the prosperity of an ordinary Family.

"Now, let the bidding begin. The starting price is fifty thousand taels."

"Sixty thousand taels."

"Sixty-five thousand taels."

Very quickly, the price was raised to one hundred thousand taels.

"One hundred and five thousand taels..." The entire venue quieted down slightly.

In this era, the purchasing power of one hundred and five thousand taels was equivalent to at least one billion in later generations.

However, for families without a Xiantian Martial Artist, even if they sold everything they owned, they might not be able to scrape together enough. But for those families that already had a Xiantian Martial Artist and could divide up many benefits, it wasn't necessary.

Su Jiuchuan nodded, understanding that this price was about right; after all, it was only the first layer of the Cultivation Technique.

"Two hundred thousand taels!"

Su Jiuchuan's expression shifted. The person who made the bid was none other than Wen Shuyu, and he looked astonished. The Wen Family was one of the five great families of Great Wei; how could they lack Cultivation Techniques, especially an incomplete one?

This price was simply too outrageous, and the auction house quickly finalized the transaction.

The maid went to retrieve the Cultivation Technique.

Wen Shuyu then stood up, walked over to Su Jiuchuan, and said, "I don't know why you need so much silver, but it doesn't matter."

"I think highly of you, so I hope you can survive these next six months." He smiled, casually tossed the sheepskin scroll he had just purchased to Su Jiuchuan, and then left gracefully with his maid.

Watching his dashing retreating figure, Su Jiuchuan had to admit that his style was truly too cool.

Only with money can one be cool!

Su Jiuchuan returned to the inn. Soon, Squire Wang delivered the three hundred thousand taels of silver he had promised. The auction house had deducted fifty thousand taels as a handling fee, and the remaining silver was also delivered.

It was too unscrupulous, but Su Jiuchuan had no other choice; they had the power to fleece people.

Looking at the room full of silver, Su Jiuchuan opened the System.

Recharge.

[Recharge successful. Current balance: 780,008 points.]

He was unprecedentedly wealthy. Su Jiuchuan steeled his heart; this time, he must first charge to the Half-Step Innate level.

Just as he finished organizing and prepared to start the simulation, someone knocked on the door.

When he saw that it was Hunchbacked Aunt Li, his expression immediately turned solemn. It seemed that Cai Rujin's father, Master Cai Jing, had arrived.

As expected, Aunt Li was a mute. She took out a piece of paper with a few words written on it, the gist of which was that Master Cai Jing wanted to see him.

At this moment, Su Jiuchuan felt a bit conflicted. Could it be that he was coming to cause trouble because his daughter had gone missing?

However, during this period, Su Jiuchuan had encountered so many strange things that he needed to find a Xiantian Martial Artist to clear up his confusion. Yet, up until now, the only person who seemed to have any real connection was Master Cai Jing.

After hesitating for a long time, Su Jiuchuan decided to go see him. After all, in three months, Young Master Lin Yanyi would come looking for him, and he knew nothing about the methods of those Xiantian Martial Artists.

In the wilderness outside the city, Su Jiuchuan met Master Cai Jing. He looked to be about forty years old, with a fair complexion and a long beard, and his facial structure was somewhat similar to Cai Rujin's.

While he was observing Master Cai Jing, Master Cai Jing was also looking at him.

Suddenly, Master Cai Jing turned his left hand into a blade. A dense, almost tangible Blade Qi slashed over fiercely. Su Jiuchuan had already been on guard, and his black blade was also suffused with white Blade Qi as he raised his hand to strike back.

"Boom!"

Master Cai Jing's hand-blade struck the back of the black blade. A tremendous force was transmitted from the blade, sending Su Jiuchuan stumbling far away.

Su Jiuchuan was terrified. Was this the true strength of a Xiantian expert? Looking at it this way, Wang Chenghu was too weak.

Master Cai Jing did not continue his attack but instead clasped his hands behind his back and nodded, saying, "A few days ago, Jin'er sent me a letter saying that you were a Genius in the Dao of the blade and asked me to take you as my disciple."

"You are indeed impressive!"

Su Jiuchuan wasn't about to immediately agree to become his disciple. After all, in ancient times, the master-disciple relationship was not something to be taken lightly, and they weren't very familiar with each other.

"Has there been any clue found regarding Miss Cai being kidnapped?" Su Jiuchuan hurriedly changed the subject.

"I know where she is; she is in no danger."

Master Cai Jing really did know who had kidnapped her.

Su Jiuchuan was afraid he would leave immediately, so he quickly asked, "This Junior has some questions; I wonder if Senior could clear up my confusion."

Upon hearing this, Master Cai Jing couldn't help but look at him deeply and said, "I can try my best to answer your questions. However, afterwards, you must promise me one thing!"

Su Jiuchuan felt relieved, and then he couldn't help but get excited. Finally, there was a big shot in the Xiantian Realm willing to answer his questions.

As for the matter of promising Master Cai Jing something, he figured a Xiantian Martial Artist wouldn't ask him, a First Grade, to do anything excessive.

Thinking of this, Su Jiuchuan solemnly bowed and said, "If Senior has any instructions, this Junior will certainly do his utmost."