Chapter 41: Revered Mountain Thick Earth Armor

  "Even top-grade spiritual treasures can be sold for eight thousand low-grade spirit stones..."

  I didn't expect that the "Purple Gold Bagua Shield" made from a hundred or so Ling Stones would actually sell for such an astronomical price.

  When that yellow-faced man successfully bid for the "Purple Gold Bagua Shield", what made Chu Linfeng even more delighted was yet to come. The remaining five ordinary treasures, after being tested by the auctioneer, all showed the quality of top-grade ordinary treasures. For a time, the atmosphere in the entire auction hall was raised to its peak, with the sound of bidding rising and falling.

  Overjoyed, Chu Linfeng was alerted by the fact that many people had already begun to discuss where this batch of rare and precious treasures came from. These discussions reached his ears, immediately making Chu Linfeng realize that it's still better to keep a low profile.

  Wealth does not reveal its white, even in the realm of cultivation, it is a very real truth.

  Fortunately, the auction house strictly kept confidential the identity of the bidders, so for now, Chu Linfeng did not worry about being discovered as the creator of these treasures.

  In the end, all six pieces of magic treasures were snatched up in a frenzy, especially the last piece that was auctioned off at an astonishing price of 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones. After all, it's not often that one comes across something as rare and precious as a mortal upper-grade magic treasure. Those who acted fast got their hands on them, while those who hesitated were left with nothing. By the time only one piece was left, everyone had started to splurge without regard for cost.

  After the auction of these six unexpectedly emerged top-grade spiritual treasures, the items that were to be auctioned off later seemed rather insignificant. By the time the scene dispersed, Chu Lianfeng took a step ahead and left the auction site, quietly walking towards the consignment counter.

  "Old man, I've come for the Spirit Stone."

  Hand over the jade plaque with the auction item number engraved on it to the old man at the consignment shop, said Chu Linfeng calmly.

  The old man, contrary to his previous calm demeanor, forced a smile and said: "Young brother, this is the proceeds from selling the six magical treasures you participated in bidding for. In total, it's 56,000 low-grade spirit stones. I've already exchanged them for you into 6,000 low-grade spirit stones and 50 mid-grade spirit stones. You can count them."

  In the Xiu Zhen world, Ling Stones are also divided into four grades: precious, high-grade, medium-grade and low-grade. One hundred low-grade stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade stone, and so on.

  Chu Linfeng, who was personally participating in the auction, heard this and couldn't help but pause for a moment, saying: "This is the actual price of my six treasures, shouldn't we deduct 10% as handling fees?"

  The old man waved his hand repeatedly: "It was my old bones that didn't have the energy to recognize the preciousness of the young brother's auction items, and I apologize for any offense. The handling fee is waived, and it will serve as compensation for the young brother's loss."

  "What loss?" Chu Linfeng murmured, seemingly understanding yet not quite, his tone laced with puzzlement.

  The old man rubbed his hands somewhat embarrassed and said: "Actually, the six treasures that young brother participated in the auction should be included in the big auction that takes place once every seven days. The big auction is different from these small auctions that take place every few hours. Those who come are not ordinary people, and they have always been generous with their spending..."

  It wasn't until now that Chu Linfeng finally understood what the old man was getting at, but for a refiner who had mastered the "Magic Pattern Refining Technique", it was easy to refine ordinary high-grade artifacts with ease, and he still had nearly a hundred ordinary high-grade artifacts in his pocket, so naturally he wouldn't care about such a small loss.

  Moreover, with over 50,000 low-grade spirit stones harvested now, it has already exceeded Chu Linfeng's original estimate.

  "It doesn't matter, I still want to thank you, sir."

  Chu Linfeng put away the Ling Stone, just as he was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the old man quickly walked out from behind the counter and said: "Young brother, wait a moment, there's still something I want to discuss with you..."

  "Our master wants to invite you, little brother, to the attic for a chat. Firstly, I want to personally apologize to you for my negligence, and secondly, our master has some matters to inquire about with you. We hope you will grant us the honor of your presence."

  The old man was extremely polite, completely a businessman's demeanor. Chu Linfeng thought of being low-key, but thinking that he would inevitably have to deal with this kind of auction house in the future, it was better to meet the backstage boss straightforwardly rather than deliberately avoiding him. After all, the four words "business transaction" would absolutely not be absent from his own cultivation career in the future.

  "Then please show me the way, old fellow."

  Chu Linfeng readily agreed, and the old man was overjoyed, hastily leading the way to bring Chu Linfeng to the third floor of the auction house.

  Three layers of footsteps, a space of over 100 meters in size, is unexpectedly filled with all kinds of rare and precious treasures.

  Chu Linfeng was well-read and had a strong memory, having spent two whole years studying the Cultivation Miscellaneous Collection. His eyesight was naturally exceptional, and with a sweep of his gaze, he quickly recognized the many rare refining materials arranged in the three-layered space, including the main materials needed to refine high-grade magical artifacts, as well as materials stripped from fifth-stage or higher demon beasts which were abundant.

  What caught Chu Linfeng's attention the most was a huge, peculiarly-shaped bone suspended at the top of the three-layered space. The bone was about six people high and two people wide, emitting a yellowish crystal light that seemed like jade but wasn't, giving off an indelible sense of heaviness.

  "Could this be... the skeleton of the Eight Desolations Turtle Dragon..."

  With a closer look, Chu Linfeng's heart was shocked and he quickly verified the origin of this huge bone based on his knowledge.

  The Eight Desolations Turtle Dragon is a powerful and ferocious beast that emerged in the late period of the ancient desolate era, with some heavenly dragon bloodline. In that legendary era, it was also considered a very powerful existence. If placed in modern times, it would be an absolutely top-level ferocious beast. However, according to legend, it had already become extinct tens of thousands of years ago.

  However, the spirit is gone but the corpse remains, after the turtle and dragon of the eight wastes die, their skin bags are all treasures!

  Passed down to this day, even if it's just a piece of the Eight Trigrams Turtle Dragon's bone, that's still dragon bone. Its value may not be immeasurable, but it's absolutely priceless.

  But that was not the fundamental reason why Chu Linfeng's mind was shocked. What moved him was that among the sixteen methods of refining artifacts he had mastered in his research on "Xuanyuan Lianqi Lu", there was a defensive artifact called "Chongshan Houtu Kui" that required the skull of an eight-wilderness tortoise dragon, which was a method created by Xuanyuan Zhenren. In today's world, it should be that no one understands the refining method of this artifact.

  And this "Chongshan Hou Tu Kui" only requires this material to refine, and does not need anything else, which is also the real reason why Chu Linfeng was moved.

  "These eight desolate tortoise and dragon bones placed here can only serve to show off the wealth of this place's master, and even if they were given to other alchemists, it would be difficult for them to achieve great things. But if they fell into my own hands, that would be a different story..."

  As soon as he thought of the powerful description of "Chongshan Hou Tu Kui" in "Xuanyuan Lianqi Lu", Chu Linfeng couldn't help but want to put the eight desolate turtle dragon bones in front of him into his bag immediately.

  At this moment, the old man who had gone upstairs with Chu Lianfeng had quietly retreated. Just as the former was admiring the furnishings in the room, a burst of bright and clear laughter came from the inner chamber, and a young man dressed in green, with a refined face, resembling a scholar, stepped out from inside.

  "I presume this is Chu Dao's friend; I am Lu Ding Yu, at your service..."