Chapter 677: Bold Move, A Hundred Pills Tossed!_2

On the stage, the bald and strong Blood Tiger noticed that most people accepted the invitation without hesitation, and a strange gleam flashed in his eyes.

“Without further ado, the first item up for auction is a Dharma Artifact. Its name is the Spirit Snake Seal, obtained from some ruins in the outer seas. The starting bid is one hundred and fifty thousand, with each increase not less than one thousand taels.”

The value of a Seventh-Grade Dharma Artifact is roughly around fifteen thousand taels, and a Sixth-Grade Dharma Artifact is usually twice that price, with a market value often around thirty thousand taels;

A Fifth-Grade Dharma Artifact is twice the price of a Sixth-Grade, usually around sixty thousand taels.

As for a Fourth-Grade Dharma Artifact at the peak of the Middle Third Grade, it’s somewhat special, often higher than twice but less than three times the price. A Fourth-Grade Dharma Artifact is usually one hundred fifty thousand taels of silver.

Upon closer inspection, the first auction item was a small, intricately carved bluish-black seal with three snakes coiling around it.

Those able to attend today’s auction were certainly not ordinary people. With their discerning eyes and knowledge, they could immediately tell the small seal was a defective product, and yet a mere incomplete Fourth-Grade Dharma Artifact started at one hundred fifty thousand, indicating it had special properties.

The bald, strong man unveiled the red cloth, announced the name and origin of the item, and briefly displayed it to the crowd, following the tradition of auctions on Profound Turtle Island.

On Profound Turtle Island, unusual auction items that involved secrets of major forces often didn’t require too much introduction, as too much information could lead to unnecessary trouble. Everything relied on personal judgment regarding the value of the items.

If you misjudge, then it is simply not your fate.

Spirit Snake Seal?

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly heard a few bone-chilling ‘hissing’ sounds, then three intertwining Fourth-Grade Demon Snakes faintly solidified before Su Mu’s eyes.

After a glance, Su Mu averted his gaze. Years of experience as a Blacksmith led him to suspect that this seal most likely had the effect of trapping enemies. However, Su Mu was not interested in this; he thought, why bother with the methods to trap the enemy when you could just directly slaughter them?

Although Su Mu was not interested, there were quite a few people at the venue who were.

“One hundred fifty-five thousand taels.”

Someone immediately placed the first bid.

“One hundred sixty thousand.”

Six or seven people successively joined the bidding, and the final price was so high it left Su Mu somewhat speechless, as the incomplete Fourth-Grade Dharma Artifact was sold for a whopping two hundred thousand taels of silver!

“Spending money like water… these big forces are truly overflowing with wealth.”

Su Mu couldn’t help but feel amazed. Though he hadn’t worried about money for quite some time, two hundred thousand taels was not a small amount. If such an amount were placed in the Three Counties of Cyan Cloud Mountain, it would likely deplete the resources of several major forces in the Three Counties.

After that, a variety of items were presented, including weapons, martial techniques, and elixirs. Su Mu did not place any bids and just quietly sat in a corner seat.

As time went by, three quarters of an hour later, it moved to the auction of Pill Formulas.

“The Pill Formula for the Fifth-Grade Ancient Pill, Nourishing Evil Pill, starting at two hundred thousand taels, with each bid increase not less than one thousand taels.”

Su Mu was startled and then immediately perked up. He knew something about this Nourishing Evil Pill. While searching for the Forging Technique at Flying Fish Pavilion, he had come across related information in several scrolls. The Nourishing Evil Pill seemed capable of nourishing and strengthening the Yin Sha and Yang Sha powers within the body, with a certain probability of enhancing their Postnatal quality.

But this pill also had significant drawbacks; the issue was quite pronounced. After ingesting this pill and nourishing the Yin-Yang Power, it would make it much more difficult for Martial Artists to harmonize and solidify it into a Martial Energy Pill.

Though this drawback was extremely fatal to other Martial Artists, it was not an issue for Su Mu.

He was something of an anomaly, having already condensed the Gangjin Pill early on, five times refining force before even advancing to the Middle Third Grade’s refinement of the six viscera. He had no worries about being unable to condense the Martial Energy Pill.

“This pill’s drawback is significant, the difficulty of refining is not low, and the ingredients needed for this ancient pill are hard to find… I should be able to obtain it at a low price.”

With this thought, Su Mu waited a few moments for no bids to appear before placing his first bid.

“Two hundred thousand.”

Just after a brief silence, a sinister voice quickly broke the calm.

“I’ll bid two hundred ten thousand!”

“Two hundred thirty thousand.”

Su Mu bid again.

“Three hundred thirty thousand!”

The sinister voice came from a certain box, raising the bid by one hundred thousand taels in one breath. Su Mu, under his Qinglu mask, frowned slightly. His purpose for coming this time was for the Flood Dragon Shocking Skill rather than the Nourishing Evil Pill. Continuing to compete might leave him unable to bid for the Fragmented Scroll of the Flood Dragon Shocking Skill.

Originally, Su Mu had considered directly seizing it, but after seeing the mysterious woman in a dark robe a few days prior, he dismissed that notion, unwilling to stir up more troubles. If he could avoid taking it by force this time, he intended to do so.

After weighing things in his mind, Su Mu decisively gave up on bidding further.

“Three hundred thirty thousand, congratulations to the esteemed guest from Box Nine for acquiring the Nourishing Evil Pill Formula.”

As time passed, one auction item after another was bid on, and naturally, there were items that baffled everyone, eventually passing unsold.

“There’s no need for me to say much about the next auction item, please take a look!”

Blood Tiger clapped his hands on the stage, and soon a scantily clad maid cautiously brought a tray up onto the stage. Blood Tiger unveiled the red cloth to reveal an Ancient Scroll.

As the Ancient Scroll unfurled, a majestic low roar resounded from within the Ancient Scroll. It was incomplete, a fragment, but clearly depicted a lifelike Flood Dragon’s claw and a towering wave.

“This, is it the Divine Intent Diagram?!”

“The Flood Dragon’s claw… isn’t this part of the Cyan Fish Gang’s piece?”