Yang Hong in private room number six of the Xuan character confirmed that the cultivator in private room number six of the Tian character had surely discovered the special nature of this batch of seeds.
Otherwise, why would the bidding have been so frenzied!
But what had they discovered?
"Six hundred and one million..."
Yang Hong deliberately waited until the auctioneer had confirmed the bid twice and was about to strike the gavel. Suddenly, Yang Hong added another million!
The venue buzzed with excitement once more.
"Hmph, whose brat is this? They should be spanked!"
"Shh~ This kid is truly devious. I thought it was a done deal, and then he chimed in with the minimum bid."
"It seems these six seeds are indeed special."
"Too bad we can't tell what's special about them."
"How about... we also bid?"
"Seems like we can."
"Six hundred and ten million..."
For a moment, cultivators who didn't know the truth started bidding randomly.
Yang Hong watched, his brows twitching. If he hadn't already confirmed that one of these six seeds was very special, he would have gladly withdrawn from the bidding.
At this moment, the cultivator from private room number six of the Tian character spoke, halting the chaos.
"Amitabha, this humble monk is Guang Ji, from Leiyin Temple. I ask all benefactors to show some consideration. Seven hundred million!"
All the cultivators who had been bidding randomly stopped. This was because Leiyin Temple was no ordinary power.
Leiyin Temple was originally one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, holding a higher status than Budong Temple.
When the Buddhist sects caused trouble in Taiyuan, Leiyin Temple kept a low profile, but no one dared to look down upon them.
"Seven hundred million and one million!"
After glancing at the Qing Kong Liu seeds, whose aura was one gold and five blue, Yang Hong gritted his teeth and bid again.
The last time he had seen a plant with a golden aura was in the ancient Lich country of the Yurou Plains.
That Lich tree with a golden aura, a common quality plant, was now planted on Ziyu Mountain. It had already grown into a fourth-grade spiritual plant. Although its growth rate was not fast, the lichees it bore were very special.
The fruits of this Lich tree had a special effect of nourishing the soul, which could warm the soul and spirit. It also had a special nourishing effect for cultivators breaking through their cultivation, and could even repair soul injuries from failed breakthroughs.
Therefore, upon seeing seeds with a golden aura again, Yang Hong was even more determined to obtain them!
As for Leiyin Temple?
At worst, he would unleash the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in his mind and ask if those bald donkeys of the Buddhist sects were afraid.
"Eight hundred million! Little friend, may this humble monk owe you a favor?"
"Eight hundred million and one million!"
"Nine hundred million! Little friend, a favor from Leiyin Temple is enough. Don't push your luck!"
"Nine hundred million and one million!"
The fact that Leiyin Temple valued these seeds so highly only made Yang Hong more resolute in his pursuit.
"Nine hundred and sixty million!"
"Nine hundred and sixty-one million!"
Guang Ji in private room number six of the Tian character was so angry his eyebrows and beard twitched. Where did this reckless youngster come from? At a time when the Buddhist sects were almost unifying the Taiyuan Continent, he dared to oppose Leiyin Temple?
Was he truly not afraid of being annihilated, body and soul?
"Little friend, are you determined to oppose my Leiyin Temple?"
"I am merely participating in an auction. If Master has more spirit stones, feel free to bid."
If it were someone from an Immortal Sect, speaking courteously, Yang Hong might have conceded.
But the Buddhist sect?
He would confront them head-on. Who was afraid of whom?
"Good... very good..."
Monk Guang Ji said the two words through gritted teeth and fell silent. It was clear his spirit stones had reached their limit.
Yang Hong surmised that if this were not an auction, that bald donkey would have likely rushed over to kill him.
He was probably already calculating how to intercept Yang Hong and kill him.
"Sect Master, perhaps we should abandon this seed. Leiyin Temple is one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, their power is immense. Crushing us would be as simple as crushing ants."
Inside the private room, Ran Boren had already fallen to his knees in fear.
If he hadn't known the other party was Leiyin Temple, he might have fought for it. That would have been a matter of skill and resources, where they would have lost out because they had less spirit stones.
But Guang Ji had already revealed his identity and even offered a favor from an Immortal Sect, yet Yang Hong remained unmoved.
This was a blatant act of making an enemy, and directly making an enemy of Leiyin Temple.
"Coward. Leiyin Temple? If they dare to come, I dare to bury them!
Go pay the spirit stones and get the seeds!"
Yang Hong slapped Ran Boren away, a look of disdain on his face.
Meanwhile, Qiu Kun, the sword cultivator, trembled. Although he had broken through to the sixth stage Fusion realm, facing a legendary Immortal Sect power, he was too terrified to even speak.
Even the old auctioneer on the high platform fumbled and babbled for over ten minutes before finally striking the gavel, confirming the ownership of the first auction item.
"Next, we will proceed to the second auction item, a seventh-grade artifact, the Spirit Turtle Shield. It can activate a defensive barrier capable of withstanding the full force of an eighth-stage Tribulation Transcension cultivator's attack.
The starting bid is one million spirit stones. Daoist friends who are interested, don't miss out."
The auction entered a more stable phase. The items brought out were all seventh-grade treasures or some eighth-grade materials.
At this point, Yang Hong stopped bidding. Although there were many good items, even some that tempted him, like the Spirit Turtle Shield, he managed to restrain himself.
He had made a huge spectacle of himself just now and needed to keep a low profile for a while.
It wasn't that he was afraid of anyone, but he worried that if an item he desperately wanted appeared later, other cultivators might target him.
His strategy proved to be correct. After the initial surge, he successfully bid for a set of seventh-grade formation master's notes for twenty million spirit stones.
This twenty million was also inflated because the bald donkey from private room number six of the Tian character had interfered.
However, the other party seemed to only want to make Yang Hong spend money, and did not continue to pursue it.
Later, Yang Hong deliberately placed three bids and indeed discovered that Monk Guang Ji was still holding a grudge. Regardless of what the item was, if Yang Hong bid, he would raise the price.
Yang Hong was not intimidated. Seizing opportunities, he abandoned bidding. In two out of the three auctions, he managed to pass the item to Monk Guang Ji, subtly playing a trick on him.
After this, Yang Hong did not participate in the bidding for a long time.
This was because he was engrossed in reading the "Seventh-Grade Formation Master's Notes."
"So, starting from the seventh-grade, setting up formations tests not only the combination and fusion of formations, but also requires the incorporation of Dao charm and rules!
If one has not comprehended at least one law-level rule, they cannot even grasp the superficial aspects of a seventh-grade formation."
After reading the formation notes, Yang Hong felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.
With sixth-grade formations, he could borrow the power of heaven and earth using spirit materials and magic treasures, allowing formations to exert eighth or even ninth-grade attack and defense, but this consumed a vast amount of spiritual energy and mana.
Seventh-grade formations represented a different realm altogether. They directly utilized rules to set up formations, treating the entire world as part of the formation, truly achieving harmony between heaven and earth.
It was no wonder that seventh-grade and above formation masters were so rare on the continent. The vast Wan Yao Sea region was rumored to have no seventh-grade formation masters at all.
Nascent Soul realm cultivators' nascent souls could comprehend heaven and earth and grasp rules, but many cultivators only reached the level of spiritual charm. With a little more effort, they could comprehend Dao charm.
However, comprehending laws was extremely difficult. It was said that among cultivators from the Nascent Soul stage to before ascension, those who could comprehend law-level rules were less than one in ten thousand.
And among them, those proficient in formations were even rarer.
Even with these formation notes, Yang Hong was still scratching his head. They were too abstruse and difficult to understand. Even with his comprehension, he could only grasp the superficial aspects.
"No wonder that bald donkey stopped bidding at twenty million spirit stones."
"Sect Master~ Sect Master, you're finally awake! Quickly, the first final压轴 treasure has appeared. Hurry and bid!"
Upon hearing Yang Hong's voice, Ran Boren immediately urged him with joy to participate in the bidding.