82: Chapter 82: Zhao Changsheng's False Prestige!

"A ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine! Are you joking? How could a group of Core Formation Stage Cultivators like us produce such a grade of Spirit Medicine? Besides, in the entire Chaotic Star Sea, it seems a heaven and earth spiritual medicine of this level has only appeared once several hundred years ago. That appearance directly threw the Chaotic Star Sea into chaos for nearly a hundred years before it gradually settled down."

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"At that time, it seemed no fewer than five Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators died, and even an Elder of the Star Palace. The most important thing here is a golden cloud pill; although it's good, it's far too inferior compared to a ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine. We simply cannot produce it, and even Nascent Soul Cultivators wouldn't be able to produce a Spirit Medicine of that age and grade."

"So, stop joking. It's simply impossible."

This was a speech full of mockery, yet his words did not make the Cultivator in charge of the auction feel the slightest bit of guilt or look embarrassed.

Instead, he began to explain patiently.

"Seniors, please do not be angry or find it unbelievable. That Senior has already said that if you cannot produce it, it is fine; providing clues is also acceptable. If that is truly not possible, a heaven and earth spiritual medicine of over five thousand years is also fine, but a sum of Spirit Stones would also need to be paid."

"A heaven and earth spiritual medicine of over five thousand years? We don't have that either. At least, this old man doesn't have one here."

"Exactly. Spirit Medicine of this grade would have long been refined by us into Spirit Pills to increase cultivation or achieve a Breakthrough in Realm. How could we possibly keep them on us?"

"That's right. If we exchange it for a seventh-grade demonic core, I wonder if that Senior would be willing?"

Another old man at the Middle Core Formation Stage spoke up to ask.

He was only a step away from the Late Core Formation Stage, but he had waited for this step for a full hundred years without being able to cross it. Therefore, he desperately wanted this golden cloud pill to allow him to smoothly Breakthrough to the Late Core Formation Stage.

Although it couldn't help him step into the Nascent Soul Stage, the Late Core Formation Stage was enough.

After all, he didn't have much lifespan left, and his greatest wish was to successfully Breakthrough to the Late Core Formation Stage.

He only had one seventh-grade demonic core on him, which he had obtained after much effort by killing an injured seventh-grade Yao Beast, nearly costing him his old life.

Using it to exchange for the golden cloud pill now, he felt it was sufficient; at the very least, the value should be roughly equal.

"No, that Senior said it must be at least a five-thousand-year heaven and earth spiritual medicine. He is not lacking in demonic cores; what he needs is a heaven and earth spiritual medicine of sufficient age, ideally a ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine."

The auctioneer shook his head and directly refused, leaving the old man extremely disappointed.

Following his refusal, the entire auction hall fell silent. After all, a heaven and earth spiritual medicine of such age was simply not something they could produce.

A ten-thousand-year heaven and earth spiritual medicine was of extraordinary value. Even for Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, obtaining one was no easy task, and very few had even seen one.

Let alone obtaining it. It had to be said that the Cultivator who wanted to exchange a golden cloud pill for a ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine was indeed whimsical; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was daydreaming.

"Would two three-thousand-year heaven and earth spiritual medicines be acceptable?"

Just as the disappointed auctioneer was about to withdraw the golden cloud pill, a voice rang in his ear.

As soon as this voice sounded, he instantly looked toward the Core Formation Cultivators on the floor, only to find he had no idea who had sent the voice transmission.

At that moment, a slightly aged voice sounded in Zhao Changsheng's ear.

"Acceptable!"

These two simple words startled Zhao Changsheng, but he still nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Senior."

Subsequently, the auctioneer took the golden cloud pill away. The Core Formation Cultivators present all sighed in regret, their eyes filled with lingering reluctance.

Only Zhao Changsheng's expression remained largely unchanged as he continued to wait.

For him, exchanging two three-thousand-year heaven and earth spiritual medicines for this golden cloud pill was considered worthwhile.

After all, he did not lack these heaven and earth spiritual medicines; even ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines could be obtained if he wanted them.

However, he was certain that the Senior making the exchange was definitely a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

He didn't understand how two Nascent Soul Cultivators had come to a single Kuixing Island.

Could there be something special about this Kuixing Island?

Or was it a pure coincidence!

But regardless, he still decided to make the exchange.

As for why he had the confidence and didn't worry about danger, it was because of Layman Qingyi.

As long as he produced the token the other party had given him, he believed that Nascent Soul Cultivator would not act rashly.

This was the important reason why Zhao Changsheng would use voice transmission to trade.

Although he was certain Layman Qingyi had ill intentions, he could currently borrow his might, which was not bad.

Before long, the auction ended, and Zhao Changsheng was led into a VIP booth under the guidance of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Inside the booth, besides the auctioneer responsible for the auction just now, there was only a kind-looking old man with white hair and a white beard.

The aura of this old man was not at all inferior to Layman Qingyi's.

Upon seeing the old man, Zhao Changsheng naturally bowed to him immediately and stated his identity.

"This Junior is a Cultivator under the sect of Layman Qingyi, greetings to Senior."

As soon as these words were spoken, the old man's expression changed slightly, and the smile on his face faded somewhat, though he did not forget to ask.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be under that Old Ghost Qingyi. What proof do you have?"

Hearing this, Zhao Changsheng took out the transmission Talisman he had prepared long ago.

It bore the aura of Layman Qingyi, which any Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator would definitely recognize.

After all, Layman Qingyi's reputation in the Chaotic Star Sea was not low; to be able to Cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage as a Loose Cultivator, his strength was definitely extraordinary.

Although he didn't know the Nascent Soul Cultivator before him, the other party certainly knew Layman Qingyi.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have referred to him as 'Old Ghost'.

"It is indeed that Old Ghost's ten-thousand-mile transmission talisman. It seems he values you quite a bit. Very well, bring out the heaven and earth spiritual medicine you mentioned. If it is suitable, this old man will naturally exchange with you."

The old man had no intention of wasting words and was straightforward, asking Zhao Changsheng to produce the three-thousand-year heaven and earth spiritual medicine he had mentioned.

He didn't even introduce himself, but Zhao Changsheng didn't mind.

Instead, he put away the ten-thousand-mile transmission talisman and bowed.

"As you command, Senior!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Changsheng took out two jade boxes from his Storage Pouch, with two green Talismans pasted on them to ensure the medicinal power and Spiritual Qi within were not lost.

Seeing the jade boxes appear, a sharp light flashed in the old man's eyes.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the two jade boxes flew up automatically toward the old man, landing in front of him in just a moment and opening.

Instantly, a dense medicinal fragrance made the entire booth refreshing to the senses.

"Three-thousand-year Blood Jade Ginseng, not bad. This golden cloud pill is yours."

Having said that, the old man also tossed the jade box containing the golden cloud pill to Zhao Changsheng.