Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats - Chapter 1952: The Supreme One, Secrets of the Past (Part 1)
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Chapter 1952: The Supreme One, Secrets of the Past (Part 1)
“This is the Clear Crystal Profound Yellow Pill, capable of dispelling inner demons and restoring one’s Dao heart!”
“A quasi-Golden Immortal-level divine ability, bidding once! Twice! Thrice! Sold!”
“This is a fragment of a Golden Immortal treasure. If refined into an immortal artifact, it can greatly enhance its power!”
Sitting expressionlessly in the audience, Jiang Chengxuan listened as the old man Tiansuo gradually pushed the auction to its climax.
One after another, rare treasures appeared, prompting many immortals to bring out their own valuable collections, stirring a wave of astonishment across the entire venue.
This auction held by the Nine Secrets Profound Sect truly lived up to its name and reputation.
Every item presented here was worthy of being stored in the treasure vaults of a top Golden Immortal-level power.
“This item is a Heavenly Earth Profound Stone, a rare and precious material known as the Hunyuan Stone. Please begin bidding!”
Jiang Chengxuan didn’t know how long he had been waiting, but the moment he heard the old man’s thunderous voice, he trembled inwardly—it had finally appeared.
The Hunyuan Stone—though not recorded in the ancient world—was, on the surface, still regarded as an extremely rare immortal material. However, its true value lay in assisting with a breakthrough to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Even before Jiang Chengxuan could raise his hand to bid, several seats lit up as powerful immortals began offering valuable treasures in exchange, quickly gaining the attention of Tiansuo.
“I offer a Celestial Fate Spirit Fruit! This Hunyuan Stone shall be mine!”
“Hmph! I am an Immortal Tool Forger—this item is mine for the taking! I will craft a Profound Immortal-grade artifact for the owner!”
“I offer three Universe Condensation Flowers! I yield to no one!”
More and more bids rang out. Tiansuo listened intently, nodding in approval.
All eyes turned toward the bidding immortals, surprise and speculation spreading.
This Hunyuan Stone, it seemed, was highly coveted by certain exceptional immortals—something even Jiang Chengxuan hadn’t fully anticipated.
“One quasi-Golden Immortal-grade immortal artifact.”
Yet with his current resources, Jiang Chengxuan had no need to fear competition.
In the midst of the commotion, his calm, thunderous voice rang out, silencing the hall.
Even Tiansuo was momentarily stunned, his eyes flashing with sharp light.
Nonetheless, being a seasoned auctioneer, he quickly regained his composure, raised a hand in recognition, and lit up Jiang Chengxuan’s seat.
Immediately, the crowd’s attention shifted to Jiang Chengxuan, their expressions filled with surprise.
The Hunyuan Stone was rare, yes—but it was still just an immortal material.
Even if it could be used to craft a Golden Immortal treasure, how could it compare to an already-complete quasi-Golden Immortal artifact?
Wasn’t this like trading a perfected elixir for raw herbs?
Such behavior was extravagant to the extreme—practically reckless.
“One quasi-Golden Immortal artifact, once!”
“Twice!”
“Thrice—sold! Congratulations to this fellow Daoist!”
Amid the crowd’s shocked silence, Tiansuo quickly completed the transaction with three ringing declarations, shaking the entire venue.
No one dared to compete further. Even those who had claimed they must have the Hunyuan Stone gave up without hesitation.
To trade the whole for a part—only someone like Jiang Chengxuan could make such a deal.
But in truth, the Hunyuan Stone’s potential far exceeded that of a quasi-Golden Immortal treasure.
If those mighty Golden Immortals knew it could aid in breaking through to the Great Luo realm, even a true Golden Immortal artifact might not be enough to exchange for it.
Thus, Jiang Chengxuan had achieved his purpose—exploiting an information gap to secure the treasure with stunning ease.
Soon, a messenger arrived and respectfully handed the Hunyuan Stone to him.
It looked unremarkable—spiral-shaped and speckled with faint crystalline light.
As he put it away, Jiang Chengxuan’s eyes gleamed with excitement, though his face remained calm. He was inwardly very satisfied.
With this, the final key to his breakthrough to the Great Luo realm was now in hand.
“Let us now present the next immortal treasure…”
On the platform, Tiansuo’s voice continued, but Jiang Chengxuan didn’t leave immediately.
After years of contemplation and understanding the mortal world, his heart had long been serene.
Though his breakthrough was now within reach, he remained composed—his inner world as still as a quiet lake.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Jiang Chengxuan decided to stay and watch the rest of the auction.
Many eyes had already begun to turn toward him, drawn by his earlier bids.
A while later, after bidding on several more rare items and stunning the crowd further, Jiang Chengxuan finally decided it was time.
The show had been put on—he no longer cared for the onlookers.
Silently, he stood and left the auction hall.
“Everything is ready. The time has come…”
On the road outside, the vast space was nearly empty.
The auction’s climax—the Nine Secret Treasures—was about to begin, and nearly all the immortals had flocked to see them.
Walking alone, Jiang Chengxuan took out the Hunyuan Stone and rolled it gently in his palm, eyes burning with anticipation.
He stepped out of the Nine Secrets Auction Hall with firm, confident strides.
“Heh heh… kid, it’s you again? The auction isn’t even over—why are you leaving so early?”
“Don’t tell me you already burned through all your wealth? Kekeke!”
Suddenly, a mocking voice interrupted his thoughts.
Jiang Chengxuan paused briefly, then calmly put away the Hunyuan Stone and looked toward the speaker.
He wasn’t angry. Instead, he smiled faintly and replied:
“I’ve already obtained what I needed. The rest hold no interest for me.”
Sure enough, the one speaking was the same shabby immortal from before.
Despite the passage of time, he was still slouched against the stone pillar at the door, sipping from his gourd of wine.
“Oh?”
