In the following days, the Spirit Coffin Sect mobilized troops and resources lavishly, and everyone could sense a storm brewing.

But Ye Qingchen remained indifferent.

Every day, he leisurely strolled through Yun Ding City, collecting Spirit Grass.

Until the third day.

The auction finally began.

By the time the two entered, the venue was already packed, but Ye Qingchen wasn't worried. Before the auction, he had already consigned a few Earth Tier Weapons acquired from Abyssal Valley, making him a VIP.

Led by a server, he went straight into Box Number One.

"Here are the auction listings, if you have an interest in any item, you may bid directly." The server reverently handed over a list.

Ye Qingchen took it casually and opened it.

This auction was bigger than he had imagined, with an impressive array of Spirit Grass and various items like weapons and pill recipes. However, Ye Qingchen mostly wasn't interested in these; what he cared about were the Spirit Medicines.

"They really have it!"

Suddenly.

Ye Qingchen's eyes lit up.

"This is Celestial Core Grass!"

"Haha, this is exactly what I was missing!"

Ye Qingchen was overjoyed.

The Spirit Grass for crafting Healing Elixirs had been mostly collected by him over the past few days, only a few precious Spirit Medicines remained to be acquired, mostly Earth Grade, and this Celestial Core Grass was an Earth Grade Top Spirit Medicine, making it virtually priceless.

Soon, the auction started.

One item after another was brought to the stage.

In the meantime, Ye Qingchen made several moves, acquiring quite a few Spirit Medicines, attracting much attention.

"Damn it, the people in Box Number One have practically scooped up all the Spirit Medicines!"

After yet another Spirit Medicine was purchased.

Jian Con in Box Number Nine couldn't help but curse.

Jian Con was livid, his eyes reddened. Every time a Spirit Medicine appeared, Box Number One would bid recklessly, even if it meant quadrupling or quintupling the price, just to acquire it.

Simply outrageously wealthy.

Han Yunsheng also frowned slightly; although the Spirit Medicines the opponent bought weren't too precious, if missing, the quality of the crafted elixirs would naturally degrade significantly.

"Could it be that the opponent has someone injured too?"

Han Yunsheng mused while advising Jian Con: "Don't worry, the most important Celestial Core Grass hasn't been brought out yet. As long as they don't buy it, everything's negotiable."

"If they dare compete for this Celestial Core Grass, I will make them regret being alive in this world!" Jian Con's face was shrouded in cold light.

At this point.

The auction was a cacophony.

"The guests in Box Number One are too bold, aren't they? They actually dare to compete with the guests from Box Number Nine? Inside Box Number Nine are people from the Spirit Coffin Sect!"

"Exactly, aren't they afraid of being held in contempt by the Spirit Coffin Sect? In recent days, the Spirit Coffin Sect has sent large contingents to Yun Ding City, and they dare provoke them?"

Indeed.

The auction operates on the principle of the highest bidder wins.

But it also depends on the circumstances.

Especially if one side is the Spirit Coffin Sect, everyone would usually give face. Hence, during those prior auctions of Spirit Medicines, almost no one dared bid. But the guests in Box Number One were simply oblivious to etiquette, insisting on vying against the Spirit Coffin Sect.

"Wondering where these reckless newcomers came from, daring to provoke such giants; really don't know how to spell 'death'!"

Many had smirked coldly.

Soon.

The auction was nearing its end.

"Ladies and gentlemen, next up for auction is the Celestial Core Grass!"

At this moment, a maid brought up a tray covered with a red cloth, on which lay a peculiarly shaped black dried branch.

"This Celestial Core Grass is an Earth Grade Top Spirit Medicine, found on Cloud Heaven Mountain. Not only does it possess high efficacy in healing heart vein injuries, but it is also a major medicine for crafting Holy Essence Pills. The bidding price is one Earth Grade Middle item, and the auction is now open!"

With the auctioneer's words.

Countless eyes were ablaze.

Earth Grade Top Spirit Medicine!

Even if it couldn't be crafted into a pill, its medicinal properties were extremely rare, equating to granting an extra life to a cultivator.

In a moment.

Those families and sects specifically waiting for the Celestial Core Grass, instantly had their eyes glowing, as if beholding a once-in-a-millennium beauty.

"Our Liu Family will take this Celestial Core Grass! Nobody else should compete!"

"Haha, that's incorrect; it's the highest bidder that wins!"

"Indeed!"

...

In almost an instant, most of the auction attendees began bidding fiercely.

Of course.

Such Earth Grade Top Spirit Medicine couldn't be measured with ordinary gold and silver, so everyone used Earth Grade weapons or pill recipes for exchange.

In just a moment, the bid had skyrocketed to the price equivalent to twenty Earth Grade Middle Weapons.

At this point.

Many already started retreating.

No matter how precious the Celestial Core Grass was, it was ultimately a consumable item. Emptying one's family's resources for it was considered unwise. Only some affluent families and sects, with their eyes reddened, sought to possess the Celestial Core Grass.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

At this moment.

A clear voice rang through the auction hall.

Everyone turned to look.

And saw, the voice surprisingly emanated from Box Number Nine.

"I am Jian Con from the Spirit Coffin Sect!"

Jian Con!

Many felt a tremor in their hearts.

This was a powerhouse ranked thirteenth on the Silver Battle List, a future Celestial Saint Powerhouse.

Those present had already guessed what he was about to say.

Indeed.

They heard Jian Con continue:

"Recently, the Spirit Coffin Sect has encountered significant turmoil, my younger brother Jian Cheng severely injured by villains, currently in uncertain life and death. I desperately need this Celestial Core Grass to save him; I ask everyone to grant me face, to grant face to the Spirit Coffin Sect."

Boom!

These words caused many faces to change, secretly cursing the shamelessness.

In an auction.

The principle naturally was the highest bidder wins.

However.

This Jian Con was deviating from norms, using influence to press others; not to mention this Profound Core Ninth Heaven's Jian Con, would likely be a future Celestial Saint Powerhouse; behind him, the Spirit Coffin Sect, would make people avoid it at all costs.

If you continue to bid at this moment, it means not giving face to Jian Con, not giving face to the Spirit Coffin Sect.

And the domineering nature of the Spirit Coffin Sect, everyone was aware.

If the Spirit Coffin Sect retaliated later, and came to settle accounts, how could they resist the overwhelming force of the Spirit Coffin Sect? Even if the Spirit Coffin Sect is currently weakened, they're still beyond confrontation.

While everyone pondered.

A vague gaze suddenly emanated from Box Number Nine. They realized Jian Con was pressing them to make a choice.

Finally, an elder from one family sighed deeply, slowly stood and said:

"Since the Spirit Coffin Sect has set its sights on this Celestial Core Grass, I shall not contend."

With his words.

The attendees also reacted promptly, quickly standing up and saying:

"Forget it, since even Jian Con has spoken, I'll give you face!"

"Forget it, I won't take the Celestial Core Grass!"

Families and sects hastily rose, afraid to be late by a step, fearing being resented by the Spirit Coffin Sect, by Jian Con.

At that time, where would they find a way to survive?

"Hahaha!"

Seeing everyone present, all submitting with bowed heads, despite any lingering grievances, not daring to voice a word, Jian Con laughed triumphantly.

"Once we have this Celestial Core Grass, we can craft the Holy Essence Pill, and my brother will fully awaken..."

Han Yunsheng beside him nodded repeatedly.

The crowd, listening to Jian Con's laughter, felt ever so frustrated and angry. Yet they were forced to lower their heads, as circumstances proved overwhelming. Just when Jian Con thought the outcome was decided and final.

Suddenly a voice from Box Number One emerged:

"I'll take this Celestial Core Grass!"

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