Secret Orders Obtained
Everyone's gaze was drawn to the water curtain outside, which had disappeared before but reappeared, this time in a particularly flamboyant and colorful manner.
This is because the water curtain, resembling a scroll painting, is overtaken by all sorts of rare and precious materials, magical artifacts, and array plates. Large areas of color are displayed, each occupying a portion of the space.
They were actually bartering directly based on the style of the auctioned items; without a good eye, one might end up empty-handed.
The cultivators outside the market immediately erupted in a commotion. They had all known that this year's market was different from previous years when they came to Xishan Market, but they never expected it to be in this way.
Although cultivators may have their own intuition and opportunities, only a very knowledgeable cultivator would know how to discern things solely from what is inside the water curtain.
Those who brought along older fellow students, or even family elders, beamed with joy. It didn't matter that they were still young; there were experienced elders here.
If the elders take a look, they will eventually remember something. They only need that little bit of impression that it is a good thing. Even if they have to spend more money to exchange for it, it is not a loss.
Those who are still young, or are independent cultivators or members of small sects, can only sigh. They muster their energy and repeatedly recall what they have seen in their minds, comparing and contrasting it with their own experiences.
"Hmph, thanks to my family's advice, otherwise it would have been a pity to enter a treasure mountain and return empty-handed." Having inquired about the matter beforehand, he specially brought his elders with him on this trip.
"You are so clever. The elders in the family will need this when we get back, and we will thank you again for your resources."
While some were overjoyed, others were naturally worried: "Sigh, it's fine if we know the name, but why are we only given a picture this time? If these seniors don't want it, they can simply not give it to us."
Upon hearing this, the other cultivators who were sitting near this person were immediately startled and quickly moved to the outside. How dare they say such a thing?
It's fortunate that they're all juniors; if they had encountered a more powerful senior with a bad temper, this ungrateful wretch could probably have been crushed with one hand.
The auction was filled with all sorts of unexpected events, and Ruan Qingyu was no exception. She patiently looked outside, comparing the items with those in her inherited memories.
She actually managed to snag quite a few items that no one else wanted to trade, and coincidentally, these were items that she and Yunyin had accumulated that could be exchanged. However, after contacting the jade slip, she discovered that it wasn't entirely a barter system.
There was a thousand-year-old Frost Grass, a spiritual medicine that replenishes qi and blood. Ruan Qingyu entered the information into the jade slip, but found that the jade slip only replied: 1,500 high-grade spirit stones.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, surprised. After thinking about it and mentioning it to Yun Yin, he guessed, "This West Mountain Market is indeed doing us young cultivators a favor. Perhaps the seniors didn't specifically want anything, but just wanted to find an excuse to get these things. If someone recognizes their value, then it's fate."
Ruan Qingyu was unaware that her guess was almost entirely accurate.
High in the sky, 132 senior cultivators had originally accepted the invitation, but only 98 actually showed up. The rest were either in seclusion or out on training missions.
Most of those who came were mild-mannered cultivators, or those who came to contribute to their sects. The second round of the auction was what they needed to focus on.
"The things I put here have been exchanged so quickly. These juniors have quite a few good things." A cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul said with a smile. He had come here early on with the idea of trying his luck and exchanging some resources so that he could get some things for his juniors.
Looking at it now, the Xishan Market is indeed mutually beneficial. He keeps getting messages from jade slips, and he's able to get what he wants.
While the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was having a good time, most of the others remained quiet.
They did take out some items, but it seemed that few people recognized them, so even after they were released, not many people sent messages.
"This person actually recognized me? I was thinking that no one would recognize me, so I took him back. Since this young man has good judgment, I'll just exchange him for some spirit stones as a token of my good fortune."
"Your sect is the best at making money, and now you're being generous." The one who spoke earlier was a weapon refiner who was extremely skilled at crafting magical artifacts. When he heard him mention exchanging spirit stones, the elder of the Beast Taming Sect couldn't help but tease him.
Sitting in the far corner, Mo Wen twitched his lips. Did these old fogies want to give or not?
“Although I don’t know many people, quite a few young guys sent messages just to try their luck. I saw that there were no problems, so I changed them too.” The cultivator who had a fairly good relationship with Mo Wen nudged his arm and whispered.
Most of the cultivators in Xishan Market were at the Nascent Soul stage; those at the Deity Transformation stage, who spoke first, were only a minority.
Seeing that Mo Wen was still in a daze, Liu Hao couldn't help but shake his head. This guy spends day and night with his broken divination tool, and he won't say anything when asked. It's either that heavenly secrets cannot be revealed or that it's too early to tell.
As Liu Hao was secretly pondering Mo Wen's situation, he saw Mo Wen glance at him. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine. Could this person see through him?
"Elder Mo, are you really only at the late Nascent Soul stage? Did you secretly go up there behind my back?" Liu Hao asked casually, not out of jealousy, but just to tease me.
"Things are almost settled. I won't hide it from you. After the Xishan Market ends, there may be some disputes here. The reason why several Nascent Soul stage seniors came here is because of the disputes in the divination." As he spoke, Mo Wen was actually a little uncertain himself.
In the past, his divinations about the secrets of heaven were always shrouded in mystery, but now they were becoming increasingly clear, as if the heavens were deliberately showing them to him. Thinking this, Mo Wen subconsciously looked up at the sky.
A mental image is the clearest thing you can give yourself, but it's just a warning. If the warning is wrong, or if you overreact, it might not be accurate at all.
The reason why those elders from Xishan Market were able to come this time was because he asked his master to send a message, which led to various sects sending people to take care of them.
Mo Wen's words were quite veiled, but they sent chills down Liu Hao's spine. Although he often didn't understand some of Mo Wen's actions, he figured it was better to believe it than not.
"You mustn't be lying to me," Liu Hao said seriously.
Withdrawing his divine sense from observing the surroundings, Mo Wen finally had a moment to answer: "Why would I lie to you? It doesn't matter if I lie to you, but would I lie to the other seniors?"
Immediately, Liu Hao's previously casual posture became upright, and a closer look revealed his nervousness. After all, he had brought several young geniuses from his sect to the Xishan market, and if many sect disciples were injured after this danger, he, as an elder, would be held responsible.
"You damn fortune teller, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said so earlier..." Liu Hao glared, quite displeased, but he also knew that this kind of thing was definitely a leak of heavenly secrets. Even if Mo Wen hadn't said it beforehand, he couldn't complain.
While still participating in the auction, Ruan Qingyu felt a sudden jolt. Just now, the Phoenix Divine Fire seemed to be communicating with her about something, but when she tried to immerse herself in it again, she found that the Phoenix Divine Fire had quieted down.
"You've never been to the West Mountain Market before?" Yun Yin asked, noticing her curiosity about everything.
There's no point in hiding this, Ruan Qingyu said bluntly, "I could never have come to such a grand event in my past life."
"That's alright. If you come across something useful, not only will I be able to help you identify it, but even your inherited memories will be able to tell." Yunyin flicked its tail and wrapped it around Ruan Qingyu's ankle.
The warm, comfortable sensation at her ankle made Ruan Qingyu momentarily distracted. She unconsciously reached out and grabbed the unruly tail.
"You tail, stop making these strange movements."
Yunyin, who had been lying on the ground, looked up, a hint of grievance in his eyes: "Sometimes the tail comes close on its own, and sometimes the tails of us demon beasts have nothing to do with us."
Hearing Yun Yin's explanation, Ruan Qingyu was speechless for a moment, and inexplicably mistook the thunder leopard in front of her for some kind of very cute cat. She shook her head to get rid of the illusion from her mind.
She turned her attention back to the auction items outside the water mirror, and her freed tail swayed in the air before quietly wrapping around Ruan Qingyu's ankle. This time, however, she behaved herself and stayed still once it was wrapped around her.
Ruan Qingyu noticed a rhombus-shaped piece of black iron in the constantly scrolling images in the water mirror, but this object did not resemble the material of black iron.
Logically speaking, Ruan Qingyu shouldn't lack magical artifacts, nor should she need to forge a suitable spiritual weapon in the short term. However, she took a liking to this piece of black iron and, without hesitation, selected it from the jade slip.
Coincidentally, the original owner of this black iron did not need the cultivator to explain what it was, and simply replied, "It can be exchanged for four thousand high-grade spirit stones."
Now that Ruan Qingyu was a wealthy collector of spirit stones, she was naturally willing to spend four thousand spirit stones and readily exchanged the item. She quickly took it in her hand, and before she could even examine it, she heard Yun Yin beside her speak somewhat hurriedly.
"Put this thing away first." It was an unusual display of seriousness and urgency.
Ruan Qingyu quietly put the item away. Fortunately, the other people in the private room were still focused on the auction items outside, and her action of having the item appear in her hand and then disappearing did not attract their attention.
Knowing that Ruan Qingyu would definitely ask, Yun Yin didn't keep her in suspense and said within the contract consciousness: "The two cultivators we followed earlier were going to the Secret Cave and were carrying the Secret Token. What you photographed is the Secret Token."
"If it's such a good item, why is it being auctioned?" Ruan Qingyu wondered. Then, she used her divine sense to probe the storage bracelet again, carefully examining it but finding nothing unusual about the black iron.
"There are many styles of secret treasure tokens. They are all naturally generated in secret caves or secret realms. One theory is that these places have long since developed their own consciousness and will actively seek out cultivators with affinity." As an ancient demon beast, Yunyin is very knowledgeable about these things.
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