Chapter Fourteen: The Splitting Yuan Dan

  Under countless gazes, an elderly man with a head full of white hair slowly walked up onto the auction stage.

  "Master Ku Jin!" someone exclaimed from below, clearly not expecting that this ordinary auction would be hosted by the chief master of the Qianyuan Auction House.

  "This is my last auction." As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he dropped a bombshell. He then clapped his hands and smiled mysteriously, saying: "Although I am not a cultivator, I also know how difficult this cultivation path is, especially from breaking through the Martial Dao realm to the Pre-Heavenly realm. This hurdle has blocked many heroes."

  The old man hadn't finished speaking when a martial artist below shouted: "Master Ku Jin, stop being mysterious! What's the big deal with this auction? Spit it out and let us take a look. Is that what everyone wants?"

  "Come on, come on, Master Kuai, hurry up and speak." The crowd was in an uproar, with some people shouting.

  With both hands raised, the scene quieted down. Next, Master Kuai smiled and said: "Since that's the case, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. This time, among the items being auctioned, there is something called..." He paused for a moment, teasing the crowd, before loudly saying one word at a time: "Separate... Origin... Pellet!"

  Boom, the words had just fallen, and the atmosphere in the field was instantly ignited. The crowd was filled with a cacophony of sounds. Many people were so excited that their faces turned bright red, and some even had their veins bulging as they wildly shouted something.

  Inside the room, Shi Ning looked down at the excited crowd below and curled her lip in disdain. "It's just a Splitting Yuan Dan, why are they getting so worked up?"

  "What's so special about the Fen Yuan Dan?" Ling Lin asked in confusion, looking at the excited crowd. This was obviously a good thing, but he didn't know what it was used for, and yet it had caused so many people to become so agitated.

  "It's just a pill that can help a cultivator break through to the Xiantian realm and reach the peak of martial arts." Qingshuang said lightly.

  "It's no wonder that so many people are drooling over it with such effectiveness." Ling Lin knew that among the many martial artists below, even a few had already reached the peak of the Martial Realm, but only a handful had the opportunity to break through to the Pre-Heavenly Realm. Generally, one in a thousand Martial Realm cultivators could reach the Pre-Heavenly Realm, which was already considered good. In comparison, the peak of the Martial Realm was much easier to cultivate, and many cultivators who couldn't reach the Pre-Heavenly Realm were stuck at this bottleneck. Now, if they obtained this elixir, it would be enough to create a Pre-Heavenly Realm cultivator.

  She rolled her eyes at Shi Jing, and Ling Lin said in a strange tone: "Of course, the young lady of Qing Yuan Sect wouldn't care. From a young age, she had been taking all sorts of spiritual pills, and by a small age, she had already cultivated to the Xian Tian realm. How can others compare to you?"

  "Oh, I smell something sour!" As she said that, Shi Ning's delicate nose twitched exaggeratedly as she sniffed again. Then, she burst out laughing with a "heh heh".

  Ling Lin was taken aback for a moment.

  "Wood, you're actually not slow either. You've reached the eighth level of martial arts at such a young age. However, how can you compare to this lady?" Shi Ning said with a smile.

  "However." She glanced at Ling Lin, raised her chin and said, "As this young lady's only little follower, how can you only have the strength of a martial artist?" After finishing speaking, an oval-shaped dan medicine rotated in her palm.

  "What is this?" Ling Lin's eyes widened, and from a distance, he could feel the mighty medicinal power emanating from this dan medicine.

  "Qī Dàn, doesn't have much of an effect, it just greatly reduces the time needed to break through to Xian Tian." Líng Lín tossed the Qī Dàn at Líng Lín, Shī said with a smile, "Don't be grateful, you're my little follower, your strength is weak, I'm not very proud either."

  Holding the dan medicine in his hand, Ling Lin didn't say a word, but a warm current flowed through his heart. How long had it been since he last felt this warmth?

  "After the auction is over, it will be subdued. It will take at most a month, or at least half a year to reach its original state." said Shi Ningning.

  "Hmm." Ling Lin responded, solemnly putting the elixir into the Qiankun bag.

  Qian Kun bag, the bag contains Qian Kun. It looks like a palm-sized bag, but in fact it has its own heaven and earth inside. Ling Lin's Qian Kun bag is one of the most ordinary ones, but it also has a size of about ten zhang. Ordinary Qian Kun bags are not very precious, but they are not something that an outer door disciple like Ling Lin can get either. Without a doubt, this Qian Kun bag was given to him by Shi Ningning. In her words, as a little follower, how could he not have something to carry things with?

  When Shi Ning was giving Ling Lin a nourishing pill, the Yuan Dan had already started its fiery auction.

  Only an old man with the surname Qu smiled and said, "The introduction is over, I won't waste words anymore. Next, let's start the auction for Fen Yuan Dan. The starting price is 30,000 taels of gold, and each bid increase must not be less than 1,000."

  Upon hearing the old man's words, the atmosphere in the arena became even more intense and explosive. Many warriors' eyes turned red with excitement.

  "Damn it, I've spent everything, but I got a Splitting Pellet, maybe I can reach the Pre-Heaven stage now. By then, I'll be able to earn it back immediately."

  "We have to take a picture!"

  Ling Lin looked at the changes in everyone and couldn't help but shake his head. The things these people were fighting for, even the sect disciples wouldn't bother with, and could easily produce better elixirs with a wave of their hand. No wonder individual cultivators always found it hard to make a name for themselves - this gap was just too big.

  "Thirty-two thousand taels." Someone couldn't help but start bidding.

  The first bid was made, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, with bids pouring in continuously.

  35,000 taels.

  "Thirty-seven thousand taels."

  A fierce warrior stood up and said viciously: "I'll pay 24,000 taels of silver, who dares to bid against me?"

  "50,000 taels." A faint voice floated out. The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. This voice came from the VIP room. A master with a high bid had joined the auction!

  Below, the scene was quiet for a moment, and then the voices of discussion and debate rose again.

  "It's all over, all the natural-born masters have joined in the bidding, where is our share now?" someone said dejectedly.

  "What a bastard! Which of these innate experts is so shameless, actually competing with us martial artists for this Yuan Dan?" someone cursed.

  "It's Zhang Jia's Xing Yu's hand, Zhang Chen." Someone recognized the owner of the voice.

  "What, it's actually him. No wonder, I heard that Zhang Chen has a nephew who is already at the 9th level of martial arts. It seems that this Fen Yuan Dan was prepared by Zhang Chen for his nephew." Someone else said.

  Ling Lin was stunned, could it be that the price had already reached 50,000 taels? Moreover, it had even attracted a congenital master. Judging from the looks of it, the price wouldn't stop at just 50,000 taels. A small pellet of medicine was actually so expensive. The path of cultivation indeed burned money fiercely.

  "Fifty thousand yuan at once. Is there a higher price?"

  "How detestable! I'll risk everything! With the Splitting Yuan Pellet, I can break through to the Pre-Heavenly stage. What's there to fear?" a martial artist said with malice.

  "53,000 taels." Someone immediately shouted out.

  "Sixty thousand two." Still that voice, light and indifferent, as if the price didn't matter at all, each time increasing by ten thousand.

  The stronger one is, the more ways there are to make money. Although there are many martial artists below, how can they possibly compare with a preeminent master?

  After a final struggle, the Zhēn Yuán Dān was sold for 70,000 taels of gold to this Pre-Heaven expert.