Chapter 2250 - Fugue Pill

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Not long after leaving with Luo Sha, Zhang Ruochen saw Xue Tu and the six Supreme Saints of Mara from afar. They seemed to be arguing.

The six Supreme Saints led by Warlord Mara had taken some sacred medicine. Their bodies recovered and were no longer shriveled. However, the aura emanating from their bodies was still very weak.

“More than 90 percent of their Saint blood has been taken away. How can they recover so quickly? As expected of being Supreme Saints.”

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes flickered, and he walked over.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Xue Tu was overjoyed. He walked over quickly as if he had found support. “Senior, the Supreme Saints of Mara Family refused to admit defeat. They are picking on me. Good to see you here. Do you want to teach them a lesson?”

Enemies see red the moment they meet.

The six Supreme Saints of the Mara family were all furious. They released their Saint Aura and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stared at them indifferently. “I advise you to restrain yourselves. You’re no match for me even in your best state, let alone now. It is not easy to cultivate your blood back. If I drain you of blood again, it’ll be hard for you to regain your combat strength before Celestial-Hunting Festival.”

His words sent shivers to the six Supreme Saints, and they stopped in their track.

Warlord Mara gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. “Zhang Ruochen, sooner or later, I’ll eat you alive. We’ll see.”

Staring at Zhang Ruochen for a long time, he waved his hand. “Let’s go.”

“Senior, you’re still so intimidating. You scared the six Supreme Saints away with just one sentence,” Xue Tu said with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen looked confused. “Why are you here? Don’t tell me that you have a lot of Saint Stones and Divine Stones?”

Xue Tu’s expression changed. “No, I can’t even take out a single Divine Stone. I’m just here to see how much I can sell my fiefdom if I auctioned it,”

“I see. Good. Come with me,”

Zhang Ruochen brought Xue Tu to a VIP seat on the top floor of Annulus World.

The seat was built on the edge of a cliff and took up a 30-meter-wide area.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, one could see the auction stage floating in the center of Annulus World.

The auction stage was square-shaped, like a white stone plaza. There was a palace on it, and a large number of attendants were walking around.

“I’ve bought a few things in Realm of Star Ocean. I’m going to examine them. Later, if any rare items appear in the auction, you can help me buy them first.”

Zhang Ruochen took out Violet Gourd and branched out another avatar.

He placed Violet Gourd on the ground. The avatar sat cross-legged next to the Gourd to protect it. His true body turned into a speck of light and flew into the Gourd.

Violet Gourd looked very ordinary, so Xue Tu didn’t pay much attention to it.

When his original body entered the gourd, Zhang Ruochen took out a 100,000-year-old Lotus of Divine Reflection.

The 12 petals were 10 meters in diameter. They gave off bright light and contained powerful vitality. The light enveloped the surrounding space.

Sitting cross-legged on Lotus of Divine Reflection, Zhang Ruochen tried to condensed a Fist Saintwill again.

…

The auction officially began. A Supreme Saint Ghost, who was hundreds of feet tall, walked out from the auction platform floating in the air.

“I am Qiluo, the seventh auction merchant of Realm of Star Ocean. Welcome to the monthly auction in Realm of Star Ocean.

“The items in this auction are all top-tier treasures. Even the lowest value item is worth a one billion Saint stones, which is one Divine Stone.”

The Supreme Saint Ghost named Qiluo introduced the rules of the auction. Then he announced, “The auction officially begins. I hereby present you the first item of today’s auction, a Second-grade Regal Artifact, Parashu.”

Xue Tu, who was sitting on a White skeleton chair spat a mouthful of Blood Spring after he just drunk it a second ago.

“What’s going on? How did Parashu appear on the auction stage in Realm of Star Ocean?” Xue Tu was stunned. He turned his head and stared at Zhang Ruochen’s avatar.

How ruthless.

He wondered how Warlord Mara felt when he saw his battle weapon being sent onto the auction stage.

Xue Tu gloated and looked around for Warlord Mara.

There was no need to look.

Warlord Mara roared in the auction hall, “Zhang Ruochen, I will fight you to death!”

Countless eyes looked toward the VIP seats where Warlord Mara was. Some were confused, some mocked, and some sympathized.

Amidst the discussions, those cultivators who did not understand the full situation only then knew what had happened on Arena of Life and Death.

“Silence,” Supreme Saint Qiluo released his ghostly aura and shouted.

The auction house quieted down.

At the same time, two Saint-King level Ghost Lords with great strength carried Parashu to the center of the auction stage.

Supreme Saint Qiluo said, “I believe that everyone knows the value of a Second-grade Regal Artifact without my introduction. What’s worth mentioning is that Parashu was a weapon that Majya used before. It was then passed on to his son, Warlord Mara.”

Hearing the name of Majya, Warlord Mara was completely furious. He almost could not control himself and charge onto the auction stage.

It was fine if he embarrassed himself.

If he said his father’s name, wouldn’t Majya be humiliated as well?

Pan Ruo, Wu Jiang, Lord Sinluo, Scion Yuan Mo, and a large group of cultivators gathered in the same VIP seats. Many of them sniggered.

Wu Jiang said, “I suddenly feel that making so many enemies isn’t necessarily a bad thing for Zhang Ruochen. At least, there will always be an opponent offering treasures. Zhang Ruochen can be this wealthy thanks to the spoils he earns from every battle he fights.”

“One would easily die tragically if they make many enemies all over the world. It’s a miracle that Zhang Ruochen can survive until now,” Lord Sinluo said.

Scion Yuan Mo said, “Zhang Ruochen’s action is stupid. He has greatly offended the Mara family just for a small profit.”

Pan Ruo listened to their comments quietly. After a long time, she said, “The deities need a cultivator like Zhang Ruochen to hone the Supreme Saints of Infernal Court. Isn’t it going according to their expectations now?”

Wu Jiang said, “Whether Zhang Ruochen is qualified to be the gods’ saber depends on whether he can live until Celestial-Hunting Festival ends. Right now, he is not even a knife.”

On the auction stage.

Supreme Saint Qiluo said, “The starting price for Parashu is 80 Divine Stones. Each increment must not be less than one Divine Stone.

“Let the bidding begin.”

“80 Divine Stones,” Warlord Mara was the first to bid.

“85 Divine Stones.”

…

“90 Divine Stones.”

“100 Divine Stones.”

…

In an instant, the price of Parashu soared to more than 100 Divine Stones.

It was obvious that not all the cultivators present were going to let go of the chance to buy Parashu for the Mara family’s sake. There were still many Supreme Saints who wanted to buy a Second-grade Regal Artifact to increase their battle powers.

Xue Tu was enjoying himself. He shouted from time to time and raised the price of Parashu.

In the end, Parashu was bought back by Warlord Mara at the price of 162 Divine Stones.

“I can’t believe how profitable it is to snatch a weapon. One Parashu is worth more than all my fiefdoms combined,” Xue Tu thought to himself.

Following that, the other seven Regal Artifacts of the Mara family were presented on the auction stage one by one. They were all Grade one Regal Artifacts. Adding them up, they only sold for 240 Divine Stones.

Supreme Saint Qiluo walked to the center of the auction stage once again. Behind him were ten attendants dressed in white. Each of them was holding a small red copper cauldron.

“Next, we will be auctioning ten cauldrons of Fugue Pills. Each cauldron contains 100 pills.

“Fugue Pills are half-King Grade Sacred Pills. They can support a Supreme Saint in Hundred-Shackle Realm in breaking the shackles in his body. Consuming one pill can at least help a Supreme Saint break one shackle.”

The enthusiasm of the auction house was aroused.

Celestial-Hunting Festival was about to begin. All the cultivators who attended the Festival tried their best to increase their cultivation.

Among them, Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint was the main force of Celestial-Hunting Festival. They played a decisive role. Those who were stronger would have a greater advantage.

The use and significance of Fugue Pill were extraordinary.

Lord Bladehell said, “No matter what, I must buy one cauldron of Fugue Pills on behalf of Qitian Clan. If we succeed, the overall strength of Qitian Clan will increase by a large margin.”

“There’s still a month before Celestial-Hunting Festival. If I can get a cauldron of Fugue Pills and let the Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints of Yellowsky Clan take it, their strength will definitely increase,” Lady Wind thought.

In the end, Yellowsky Clan was her clan.

On the other side, the cultivators of the upper three tribes were also discussing this matter.

Pan Ruo said, “Fugue Pills will play a decisive role in Celestial-Hunting Festival. It’s precisely why Realm of Star Ocean is taking them out to auction.

“It’s only a half-King Grade Sacred Pill. But in the end, its price will definitely surpass the price of a King Grade Sacred Pill due to the high number of bidders.

“The lower three clans and the middle three clans will definitely fight for it. Among them, Lady Wind and Pink Skull will be the main force. We need to buy at least four cauldrons of Fugue Pills to gain an advantage.”

Scion Yuan Mo was full of confidence, “Pan Ruo, don’t worry. No matter how high the price is, I will definitely get one cauldron.”

Wu Jiang crossed his arms in front of his chest and smiled. He said indifferently, “Not long ago, my eldest senior gave me a Godstone quarry. Every year, it can produce at least ten Divine Stones. To me, Divine Stones are just a number. If it’s possible, I want to get half of the Fugue Pills and give it to Pan Ruo. No, give it to her highness Scioness.”

The cultivators of the upper three clans all laughed with great confidence.

If you had money, you could be willful.

Wu Jiang’s status was noble. His master was the oldest deity in Fane of Darkness. Few of his seniors were deities. The things they simply give him were enough to make a top Supreme Saint jealous.

The forces of the ten clans of Infernal Court were all eager to obtain Fugue Pill.

Zhang Ruochen’s avatar opened his eyes and said to Xue Tu, “Bid for Fugue Pills.”

Xue Tu asked, “Fugue Pills are treasures that all the forces are fighting for. Their prices must be sky-high. Can we beat them?”

“The Divine Stones are not a problem. You can name the price,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Xue Tu’s expression became strange. H said warily, “Senior, are you trying to trick me? I can’t even afford a Fugue Pill, let alone a cauldron. If you don’t give me the Divine Stone after bidding, what if Realm of Star Ocean locks me up?”

Zhang Ruochen was speechless. “Don’t worry. I won’t trick you. This amount of Divine Stones is nothing to me.”

“Wait a minute. I want to reflect your words as evidence,”

Xue Tu took out a scroll and said to Zhang Ruochen, “Senior, I have to treat this matter seriously. Please say it again to the rolled-up sleeve. Bidding for Fugue Pills has nothing to do with Xue Tu. I, Zhang Ruochen, want to buy it.”

Zhang Ruochen’s energy was almost completely focused on condensing the Saintwill. He was too lazy to talk to him, so he just casually replied.

Then, Xue Tu asked, “Senior, how many cauldrons do you want to buy?”

“The more the better,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Xue Tu carefully rolled up the scroll and kept it close to his body. Then, he secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen and found that his avatar had closed its eyes again.

“Zhang Ruochen, you asked me to bid as much as I want. If that’s the case, I won’t hold back!”

Xue Tu was in high spirits. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go all out.

It wasn’t his Divine Stones anyway. Hence, he could bid as much as he wanted with no pressure. It was best to buy all ten cauldrons of Fugue Pills at a high price and throw them into Zhang Ruochen’s hands. He would screw him over.

Thinking of this, Xue Tu almost laughed out loud.

“The first cauldron of Fugue Pills has a total of 100. The starting price is 100 Divine Stones.”

“Each increment must be no less than 10 Divine Stones.”

“Let the bidding begin.”

…

“300 Divine Stones.”

Lord Bladehell was the first to raise the price three times. He wanted to make the final decision and also tell all bidders his determination.

Many bidders were indeed stunned.

The bidders from the lower three clans chose to give up and make way for him.

However, the cultivators from the middle three clans and upper three clans didn’t buy it.

Scion Yuan Mo said, “350 Divine Stones.”

“400 Divine Stones.”

“420 Divine Stones.”

…

The price of the first cauldron of Fugue Pills quickly exceeded 500 Divine Stones in this intense competition. The price of a single pill was comparable to an ordinary King Grade Sacred Pill.

“600 Divine Stones.”

“630 Divine Stones.”

“700 Divine Stones.”

…

These bidders didn’t represent themselves, but the power behind them. Naturally, the price shot up.

Only when the price exceeded 1,000 Divine Stones did the noise of the bidding begin to decrease.

After all, a cauldron of Fugue Pills for a thousand Divine Stones was already twice the price of an ordinary King Grade Sacred Pill. No matter how rich the various powers were, they did not want to be taken advantage of by Realm of Star Ocean.

Fugue Pill was only the most suitable pill for a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint to increase his cultivation level. It was not the only one.

Pan Ruo placed her hands behind her back and a deep look appeared in her eyes. She said, “Fugue Pill’s price can at most reach three times the price of a King Grade Sacred Pill. With that, it will scare everyone away.”

Hearing this, Scion Yuan Mo immediately shouted, “I bid 1,500 Divine Stones.”

The entire auction house quieted down.

The gazes of all cultivators were fixed on Scion Yuan Mo.

“For a cauldron of Fugue Pills, they actually bid 1,500 Divine Stones. Fane of Yuan Tian is really rich.

“1,500 Divine Stones is too high. Fugue Pills aren’t worth this price. Fane of Yuan Tian would be in the red, they can only use the wealth of other properties to make up for it.”

Lord Bladehell’s brows were tightly knitted together. The price that Scion Yuan Mo had shouted out had already exceeded the price he was willing to pay.

Lady Wind shook her head at him. She said, “It’s just the first cauldron of Fugue Pills. There’s no need to continue fighting. 1,500 Divine Stones are enough to bankrupt a Supreme Saint in the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm. From now on, it will be very difficult for them to win against us.”

While Lord Bladehell was still hesitating, a loud voice came.

“2,000 Divine Stones.”

Pan Ruo, Scion Yuan Mo, and the other cultivators from the upper three clans thought that the cauldron was in their bag. Who would have thought that there would be another troublemaker along the way?

Xue Tu saw that all the cultivators were looking at him, he laughed, “2,000 Divine Stones. Is there anyone with a higher price? Everyone, hurry up and bid. Fugue Pill, the half-King Grade Sacred Pill. It’s a pill that can allow a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint to break through at the fastest speed. Hurry up and raise the price.”

Scion Yuan Mo was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and wanted to slap Xue Tu.

You have already raised the price to 2,000 Divine Stones, yet you still want others to raise the price. Did Realm of Star Ocean make you a fake bidder? Or are you here to trick people on purpose?