Chapter 40: The Auction of the Spirit Gathering Pill Begins

Long Xuan naturally agreed to Qian Duoduo's request. He had already prepared the partial map, leaving the most crucial part, but now it seemed his preparation was redundant.

Led by a young maid, Long Xuan entered the venue and sat in the VIP seat marked number ten, waiting for the auction to start.

The auction venue was large enough to accommodate a thousand people. There were rows of seats in the front, and a large standing area in the back where many rogue cultivators watched the excitement, creating a noisy atmosphere.

Even though most of the people in the front seats had already entered, judging by their attire, those sitting there were undoubtedly wealthy. Compared to the back, it was much quieter here.

Seeing so many people had already entered, Long Xuan knew he was just in time for an auction that was about to begin.

However, because it was so soon, his map had no promotion. The real big spenders probably didn't have time to come.

But this was what Long Xuan was happy to see. If Qian Duoduo wanted to promote it for two months before auctioning it, he would have refused.

There were benefits to speed. Long Xuan was always cautious. Even if he made less money, he didn't want to add any more danger.

He was well aware of how tempting a fossil vein could be to a family.

For the sake of a few mortal villages, the Gu cultivating families could start wars, let alone for a fossil vein.

A fossil vein could definitely incite a war.

Now, the highest cultivation level in the market was only at the peak of the Marrow Cleansing stage.

If the Qian commerce Association really promoted it for a few months, it's certain that many Gu Kings from the far west and even super forces from distant places would come.

He might earn more money then, but who would guarantee his safety? He wasn't foolish enough to think those Gu Kings would be deterred by the market's no-kill rule and leave him alone.Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

At that time, it wouldn't just be him. A big brawl among Gu Kings in the Far West market would be possible.

The no-kill rule in the Far West market meant nothing to them.

So, he was eager for the auction to be as quick as possible. There were no Gu cultivators in the Spirit Sea stage in the market now, so his safety was absolutely guaranteed.

Long Xuan didn't have to wait long. The VIP seats were not even full when the Qian commerce association couldn't wait to start the auction.

Long Xuan's heart trembled. The starting bid was one hundred thousand spirit stones, and it tripled instantly?

Was selling Spirit Gathering Pills really so profitable? Had he been too cautious before? If he had boldly sold Spirit Gathering Pills earlier, he might have already gathered the materials to refine the Divine Ice Flame.

What did his extreme caution get him? He had been overly cautious and was still at risk of being killed for his treasures.

While Long Xuan was lamenting in his heart, the price of the bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills quickly soared to one million spirit stones.

Each Spirit Gathering Pill was worth a hundred thousand spirit stones, an astronomical price. With this money, who knew how many ordinary Gu insects could be refined.

By this time, the bidding had slowed down. Many people showed extremely conflicted expressions, with sweat beading on their foreheads.

The fact that the Gu cultivators at the Spirit Gathering stage were the poorest group, all of them broke, led to a group of rogue cultivators pooling their money to raise the bid to one million spirit stones. Otherwise, the price might have gone up several more times.

The price a product could fetch was not determined by its intrinsic value but by how much money the buyers had.

For example, the fossil vein to be auctioned later could have a total value in the billions, but no force had that much liquid capital, so the price would naturally drop by hundreds of times. There was no way around it.

Therefore, a bottle of ten Spirit Gathering Pills at about one million spirit stones was already the limit.

Just as Qian Jinjin was about to strike the final blow with a small golden hammer, a rough voice came from outside.

"My Long family is offering one million one hundred thousand!"

The noise in the hall died down as a group of people filed in under everyone's gaze.

Seeing these people enter, Qian Jinjin's pupils contracted.

The seven major clans of the Far West had all arrived. How fast! Did they fly here?

Seeing the heads of several other trading companies entering with a large number of people, she was even more shocked.

The Qian commerce association had only moved in here in recent years and was far less established than the trading companies that had been here for a long time. The funds these companies could mobilize were considerable. It seemed today's auction would require a significant amount of capital.