There are still three days to rest before entering the Cleansing Pool.

Qin Xin left the Qin Clan Manor early the next morning to purchase medicinal herbs for refining the Fusion Spirit Pill.

However, Qin Xin was empty-handed, having already spent all his gold coins. On Dan Qing's advice, Qin Xin dissolved a White Lotus Water Root Pill in a bowl of water, filling ten jade bottles, intending to sell them for some money.

Although the White Lotus Root Elixir's efficacy is greatly reduced after being diluted, it can still be considered a second-grade spiritual liquid. It can still allow martial artists to feel their own cultivation barrier and has a certain chance of breaking through it.

Before long, Qin Xin arrived at the entrance of Wanbaoge. Just as he was about to step inside, he was stopped by the servant at the door.

"Not just anyone can enter the Wanbao Pavilion." The servant at the door was extremely arrogant. Because Qin Xin was not wearing the Qin clan's uniform, the servant assumed he was an easy target.

"Oh? So who can enter?" Qin Xin's face turned cold. Last time, following behind Qin Xin, he could easily enter. It was obvious that the servant in front of him wanted Qin Xin to bribe him.

"Boy, you don't even have this much comprehension, get the hell out of here." Seeing that Qin Xin was dressed simply, the servant assumed he was just a commoner who wanted to enter Wanbaoge to broaden his horizons, so he chased Qin Xin away.

"This is Wanbaoge's way of treating guests!" Qin Xin snorted lightly, circulating his true energy throughout his body.

"Half-step Innate Realm!" The servant was quite knowledgeable, after all, everyone he encountered at Wanbao Pavilion was a martial artist, so he quickly recognized Qin Xin's realm. However, he was not afraid, but shouted loudly, "Quickly, someone is causing trouble at Wanbao Pavilion!"

As the servant shouted, several guards rushed over.

"I've seen it all today. It turns out Wanbaoge is a place that drives customers away. Haha!"

Qin Xin sneered. The guards in front of him were all at the Innate Realm. He didn't want to be thrown out. A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. He turned around and prepared to leave.

"Young Master Qin, please wait! All of you, step back!"

Suddenly, a delicate shout came from inside the Wanbao Pavilion.

"Yes, Miss!" Several guards hurriedly withdrew.

When the young lady appeared and addressed the man before her as "young master," the servant knew something was wrong and stood aside with his head down, not daring to say a word.

"Young Master Qin, I'm so sorry, it's all because I didn't discipline you properly. Please come in."

Qin Xin turned around, and a fragrant breeze wafted over. The woman in front of him was dressed in a purple dress, exuding charm and a mature allure. Judging from her appearance, she was probably a few years older than him. Her beautiful eyes were bright and clear, and she walked with light steps.

"You know me?"

Qin Xin was somewhat puzzled, as he had never seen this woman before in his memory.

"I am Xia Tong, the owner of the Wanbao Pavilion in Tianyuan City. I have heard that Young Master Qin has obtained a Grade 4 spiritual herb. You must be here today to prepare for the auction. There is an auction today. Are you interested?"

Xia Tong, the owner of Wanbaoge in Tianyuan City, moved with a light and graceful gait, her words carrying a seductive quality that almost made Qin Xin fall for her.

"Ahem, we don't have any fourth-grade spiritual herbs, but we do have ten bottles of spiritual liquid. I wonder if the Pavilion Master would be interested?"

Qin Xin's face flushed slightly. He had to admire Xia Tong's charm. He, who always considered himself a gentleman, almost lost his composure. He was grateful to have suppressed the ripples in his heart.

“My treasure pavilion welcomes all comers. Please, young master Qin, visit our treasure appraisal pavilion. We have professional appraisers to conduct the appraisal.”

After saying that, Xia Tong turned and left, seemingly to host the auction.

This time, no one stopped Qin Xin from entering. He only glanced at the servant and didn't pay much attention to him.

After scanning the lobby, Qin Xin spotted the gilded plaque for the "Appraisal Room." He pushed open the door and entered. After asking Qin Xin about the items he wanted to bid on, the maids inside arranged for him to wait in a quiet room for the appraiser to arrive. This was mainly to better protect the privacy of the bidders. Of course, Qin Xin encountered several masked bidders on his way to the room.

"Creak!"

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Qin Xin looked up and saw an old man dressed in a Taoist robe. He looked very experienced and had a cauldron symbol on his chest, indicating that he was a third-grade alchemist. This man was the owner of the gambling stone stall on the second floor.

"It's you. What brings you here to auction off the low-grade spirit stone you swiped from my jade stall the other day? That kind of thing isn't even up for auction." The shrewd old man recognized Qin Xin as soon as he saw him.

"You?" Qin Xin asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I am Zhong Yin, and I run a jade gambling stall when I'm bored. You're lucky, kid. I just put my low-grade spirit stone into that Xuanjin stone, and you stumbled upon it by sheer luck." Zhong Yin said calmly, his beard twitching slightly as he spoke.

"A swindler!" Qin Xin silently dismissed those two words, then respectfully addressed the old man before him, "Elder Zhong, I have come to have a few bottles of spiritual liquid appraised."

After saying that, Qin Xin took out a bottle of diluted medicinal liquid made from white lotus root pills from his Qiankun bag.

Taking the white jade bottle, Zhong Yin lightly sniffed the medicinal fragrance emanating from the spiritual liquid. His shrewd eyes narrowed slightly as he took out a silver needle, dipped it into the white jade bottle, and carefully examined it.

What a waste!

Zhong Yin shook his head and said with some emotion.

"This fourth-grade spiritual herb, White Lotus Water Root, is a good thing. It's a pity that the boy doesn't know how to use it. This spiritual liquid should be White Lotus Water Root, which can be easily burned and melted, otherwise its medicinal power wouldn't be so weak."

Zhong Yin seemed unaware that this was a refined White Lotus Root Pill, diluted with water, and felt somewhat regretful that Qin Xin was wasting such a spiritual herb.

"What, can't this spiritual liquid be auctioned?"

Qin Xin was quite confident in the spiritual liquid; he believed Dan Qing wouldn't lie to him. However, Zhong Yin's expression made Qin Xin momentarily uncertain.

"It can be considered a second-grade spiritual liquid, probably worth about two thousand gold coins. After all, its medicinal power is a bit weak. If it were a complete white lotus root, its value would probably be dozens or even hundreds of times higher."

After speaking, Zhong Yin took out an auction agreement, which stated that Wanbaoge would charge a 10% service fee. Qin Xin did not hesitate, took out the remaining nine bottles from his Qiankun bag, handed them to Zhong Yin, and then signed the auction agreement.

"You actually melted the entire white lotus root!" Zhong Yin sighed bitterly and gave Qin Xin a wooden plaque with the number of the spiritual liquid on it.

After the spirit liquid auction is complete, just take this wooden token to collect it.

Holding the wooden plaque, Qin Xin arrived at the auction house, led by a maid. The auction had already begun, and Xia Tong, dressed in a red cheongsam, was introducing the items for auction in the center of the auction house.

Qin Xin found a relatively quiet place to sit down and listened carefully to Xia Tong's introduction.