Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The two of them walked along the narrow mountain path, all the way up to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was artificially chiselled and was no more than a few acres wide. Dozens of monks had gathered here.

Among these people, the majority are Foundation Establishment monks, with a small number of Golden Elixir monks mixed in.

They may gather together in twos and threes and chat in low voices; or they may sit cross-legged alone, as if waiting for something.

In the center of the top of the mountain, there is a high platform.

On the high platform, a middle-aged male cultivator sat.

The male cultivator's aura was thick and unfathomable.

Song Wen guessed that this person's cultivation level had reached at least the late stage of Jindan.

"The treasure meeting hasn't started yet, let's wait for a while." Tian Zhou explained to Song Wen in a low voice.

Then, he walked over to a group of familiar people and joined in the conversation.

After waiting for about half an hour, the time came to Chou hour.

During this period, monks came one after another, and the number of monks on the top of the mountain already exceeded a hundred.

On the high platform, the middle-aged male cultivator suddenly stood up and said loudly.

"Welcome fellow Taoists to attend this month's treasure meeting. As usual, the auction will be held first, and then it will be time for all the fellow Taoists to trade privately."

"The first item to be auctioned is a flying sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon. The base price is fifty thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than two thousand spiritual stones."

While he was talking, a long sword appeared in the hand of the middle-aged male cultivator. The long sword was filled with cold light, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing.

On the way here, Tian Zhou gave Song Wenjie a general introduction to the Zhenbao Society.

On the surface, the Treasure Society was initiated by a casual cultivator, a Jindan cultivator on the high platform named Gan Hong.

In fact, the Zhenbao Society and the Xing family are inextricably linked.

Almost every high-profit business near Fang Zhucheng has a presence from the Xing family, otherwise it would not last long.

Soon, the top-grade spiritual weapon Flying Sword was auctioned off for a high price of 90,000 spiritual stones.

As the auction progressed, Song Wen discovered that most of the items auctioned were second-level spiritual objects, occasionally mixed with third-level spiritual materials.

Song Wen didn't have much interest in these auction items and never bid.

until...

"The following is the thirteenth lot, a third-level elixir, Golden Lingzi, fifty in total. The base price is 30,000 Lingshi, and each increase in price shall not be less than 1,000 Lingshi."

In front of Gan Hong, a jade box floated out of thin air.

In the jade box, there are golden fruits, about the size of walnuts.

Song Wen was refreshed and finally saw what he wanted.

Song Wenwen thought there would be many people vying for Jin Lingzi, but the fact was that no one bid.

"Thirty thousand spiritual stones!"

Seeing that no one was bidding, Song Wen quoted a minimum price.

Gan Hong looked around at the many monks in the audience and saw that no one had the intention to bid, so he directly announced the deal at a low price.

Gan Hong had already expected that no one would bid for Jin Lingzi.

Although Jinlingzi is the main medicine for refining the Golden Jade Pill, it requires a third-level alchemist to refine it.

Although there were many monks participating in the Treasure Society, there were less than ten Jindan monks. He knew all these ten people, and none of them were alchemists.

In order to ensure that Jin Lingzi would not be sold at a low price, Gan Hong deliberately raised the base price of Jin Lingzi.

Jin Lingzi was sold at a price of six hundred spirit stones each, which was not considered a cheap sale.

In fact, compared with the golden spirit seeds that occasionally appear in the market, this price is even higher.

Gan Hong prepared a total of thirty items for auction, and it took him an hour and a half to sell them all, without any failure.

"The next hour is reserved for all fellow Taoists to communicate privately. You can communicate freely, and you can also come to the high platform to display your treasures or buy what you need."

"The Treasure Society only provides a place for you to communicate. The value and authenticity of the privately traded items require you to keep your eyes open and identify them on your own. The Treasure Society is not responsible."

"Gan has one last reminder: no action is allowed here!"

After saying that, Gan Hong walked off the platform.

Immediately, a female cultivator in the early stage of Golden Elixir jumped onto the high platform.

"Fellow Taoists, whoever has the 'Black Gold Stone' in their hands, I can buy it at a high price or barter for it."

Black gold stone is a third-level spiritual ore, which is an excellent spiritual material for refining metallic magic weapons.

The female cultivator waited on the high platform for half the time to burn incense, but when she saw no one responded, she got off the high platform with some disappointment.

Immediately, other monks stood on the high platform.

...

Song Wen did not go to the high platform to join in the fun, he followed the example of others.

A piece of cloth was placed in front of him. On the cloth were placed three spiritual weapons and flying swords. Next to it stood a wooden board with the words 'Buying Xuan Ling Ginseng and Bird Song Flower' written on it.

Perhaps no one valued the three low-grade spiritual weapons he took out, the Flying Sword; or perhaps no one owned the Mystical Ginseng and Bird's Song Flower.

No one cares about his stall.

After the auction, Gan Hong, who had disappeared for a while, suddenly appeared next to the stall.

"My little friend seems a little unfamiliar. Is this your first time at the Treasure Club?"

Gan Hong's sudden arrival was somewhat unexpected to Song Wen, and he bowed and replied.

"Junior Wu Sheng, I have met Senior Gan. This is indeed the first time for this junior to come to the Treasure Club. Thanks to the introduction of Daoist Tian from Wanbao Pavilion, I have the opportunity to participate in the Treasure Club."

Gan Hong looked Song Wen up and down. Song Wen had a mask on his face, hiding his aura and cultivation.

But he could sense that the iron mask on Song Wen's face was only a high-grade spiritual weapon. If he wanted to forcefully explore Song Wen's appearance and cultivation, the iron mask could not block the prying eyes of his spiritual consciousness.

However, he did not do so.

"It turns out that he is a distinguished guest of Wanbao Pavilion. My friend, you took a picture of the Golden Lingzi and asked to buy Xuanling Ginseng and Quesonghua. Are you a third-level alchemist?"

"This junior is just a foundation-builder, how can he be a third-level alchemist? This junior is ordered by my master to purchase these three elixirs."

"Is your master a third-level alchemist?" Gan Hong continued to ask.

Song Wen nodded.

Gan Hong looked happy.

"Although I am a casual cultivator, I have also practiced in Fangzhu City for hundreds of years. I am familiar with all the golden elixir cultivators on Fangzhu Island. Who is your master? Maybe he is an old friend of mine."

Song Wendao said, "My master calls himself 'Ji Yin'. Master and the junior have just arrived in Fang Zhudao not long ago, so I'm afraid the senior doesn't know them."

Gan Hong said, "Little friend Wu, can you introduce me to him? I would like to get to know Master Ling."

When Song Wen heard this, he was almost instinctively alert.

Although third-level alchemy masters are rare, it's not like a late-stage golden elixir monk would be so condescending to show off, right?

Moreover, there are also many doubts about Jin Lingzi's auction.

Gan Hong organizes treasure gatherings every month. It is impossible not to know which spiritual materials are easy to buy and which spiritual materials are difficult to sell.

However, what is puzzling is why he still took out the golden spirit child that no one was bidding on?

It seems like he is deliberately attracting a third-level alchemist?

Song Wen looked embarrassed.

"Senior, my master never likes to make friends with others. As for the recommendation, I don't dare to make the decision on my own. I have to go back and report it to the master, who will make the decision himself."

Hearing Song Wen's rejection, Gan Hong was not unhappy or disappointed.

Most high-level alchemists are lonely and don't like being disturbed by strangers, which is normal.