Xu Xiaoxiao's Immortal Cultivation Life (Transmigration)

Chapter 97 Immortal Spirit City Auction 12

As the auctioneer's gavel fell heavily, the announcement, "Twenty-nine million spirit stones, sold! This Breakthrough Pill belongs to the female cultivator in green!" echoed throughout the hall.

The female cultivator in green instantly radiated a mixture of excitement and joy. Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes glistened with tears, yet were also filled with the relief of surviving a calamity.

She strode forward and carefully took the jade box containing the Breakthrough Pill, as if she were holding the whole world in her hands.

Clutching the jade box tightly to her chest, she repeatedly thanked the auction stage, her voice choked with barely suppressed sobs.

Then, under the complex gazes of the crowd, she left hastily, her steps light yet tinged with a hint of fear that her joy and hope might be snatched away.

That silhouette seemed to tell of her loneliness and hardship on her path of cultivation over the years, and the ecstatic joy of her dream coming true at this moment.

The middle-aged Golden Core cultivator slumped in his chair, his face full of dejection, staring blankly ahead, muttering to himself, "Just a little bit more, just a little bit more... Years of planning, countless preparations, all turned into nothing."

His hands hung limply at his sides, and he seemed to have lost his soul, immersed in deep self-reproach and the pain of missing out on opportunities.

The white-haired old man sighed deeply, his cloudy eyes filled with disappointment and helplessness.

He stood up shakily, leaning on his cane, and slowly walked out of the venue step by step. Each step seemed so heavy and unsteady, as if carrying the regrets and resentments of his entire life.

That lonely figure stretched long and long in the gradually dimming lights of the venue, until it finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

The young Foundation Establishment cultivator bit his lower lip tightly, his lips turning pale.

He sat there blankly, his eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

After a long while, he slowly got up and walked out with heavy steps, looking dejected. His once energetic and vibrant figure was now shrouded in a thick gloom, making people feel pity for him.

The mysterious man in purple robes was furious. He swung his sleeve fiercely, instantly turning a chair next to him into dust, in order to vent his anger.

"Hmph! I'll remember this debt!" he said through gritted teeth, then strode away with a menacing aura, his departing figure seeming to foreshadow a new storm to come.

After the Breakthrough Pill was sold, the venue was filled with feelings of disappointment and resentment.

The staff quickly tidied the table, and the auctioneer took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, because the next item to be auctioned was another highlight of the auction—the Starfall Divine Sword.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the venue seemed to dim slightly, as if all the light was being focused on the Starfall Divine Sword that was about to appear.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, with only the auctioneer's deliberately amplified voice echoing in the silence: "Ladies and gentlemen, the next item for auction is the ancient divine sword—the Starfall Divine Sword."

This sword was forged from the core iron of a meteorite from outer space. Mysterious stellar runes are engraved on its blade. When wielded, it seems to be empowered by the power of the stars, capable of breaking all spells and possessing unparalleled power.

According to ancient records, this sword accompanied the ancient war god on the battlefield, drinking the blood of countless powerful enemies, and its fame was renowned. Starting bid: eight million spirit stones!

As soon as she finished speaking, a valiant female swordsman drew her sword first, and a sword aura soared into the sky. She shouted loudly, "Nine million spirit stones! I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child, and I am determined to pursue the pinnacle of swordsmanship. This sword is destined for me and will surely help me take another step forward on the path of swordsmanship!"

A burly man laughed heartily: "Ten million spirit stones! Little lady, this divine sword is not something you can handle. You should give it to me. I'm going to use it to make a name for myself in this cultivation world!"

A white-haired sword master stroked his beard and slowly said, "Twelve million spirit stones. I have studied swordsmanship for hundreds of years. If this sword can be put into my hands, perhaps I can comprehend the legendary Great Dao of the Sword and break through my current realm."

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened as she said to Mu Zhusheng, "Second Senior Brother, this Starfall Divine Sword is so powerful! It feels even stronger than the Flaming Sun Cauldron and the Breakthrough Pill from before!"

Mu Zhusheng nodded and said, "This sword is indeed extraordinary. The star power it contains is extremely rare. For sword cultivators, it can be called a peerless treasure. With the help of this sword, cultivation speed and combat power will be greatly improved. Junior Sister, do you want it?"

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said seriously, "Although it's an ancient divine sword, I still think the best sword is the one that suits me."

Mu Zhusheng was pleased to see that her junior sister had matured considerably. "Junior sister is right," she said, "what suits you best is the best."

The female swordsman refused to back down: "Fifteen million spirit stones! Don't underestimate me. Although I am a woman, my determination in the sword path is no less than anyone else's!"

The burly man glared angrily: "Eighteen million spirit stones! I'm going to fight you to the death today, I'm taking this sword!"

The sword master frowned slightly: "Twenty million spirit stones. This sword is of great significance to the inheritance of swordsmanship, and I am determined to obtain it."

At this moment, a mysterious man in black spoke quietly: "Thirty million spirit stones. This Starfall Divine Sword will regain its former glory in my hands and usher in a new era of slaughter." His voice was icy cold, causing everyone present to shiver.

The female swordsman shouted, "You villain, stop talking nonsense! Thirty-eight million spirit stones! I will never allow this sword to fall into the hands of someone like you!"

The burly man clenched his fist: "Forty-five million spirit stones! Even if I have to go bankrupt, I will get my hands on this sword!"

The sword master's expression was solemn: "Fifty million spirit stones. This sword is related to the rise and fall of the sword path. I cannot back down."

The tables and chairs in the venue shook violently under the powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the defensive arrays on the walls flickered, as if desperately resisting the impact of this surging power.

As the bidding climbed, the air around the Starfall Divine Sword seemed to ignite, with wisps of sword energy swirling and whistling above the blade.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the female sword cultivator's forehead, but her eyes remained burning: "Fifty-five million spirit stones! This sword is the embodiment of my sword cultivator's dream, and I am willing to exchange all my cultivation resources for it."

The burly man's face was flushed, and the veins on his neck bulged: "Sixty million spirit stones! I've been struggling in this cultivation world for many years, hoping to have a divine artifact by my side. Today, no one can stop me!"

The swordsman's sword trembled slightly, as if resonating with the Starfall Divine Sword. He slowly said, "Sixty-five million spirit stones. I have devoted my life to the way of the sword. If I miss this sword, I will find it difficult to make any further progress on the path of the sword. I hope you will grant my request."

The mysterious man in black sneered, "Seventy million spirit stones. Your struggles are futile. This sword will surely be used by me and become my weapon to rule the cultivation world."

His words provoked the crowd's anger, and a young sword cultivator stepped forward and angrily rebuked him: "You delusional madman, there are rules in the auction house, it's not a place for you to run wild! Seventy-five million spirit stones! Although I am not talented, I will not let you succeed."

The female sword cultivator looked at the young sword cultivator gratefully: "Eighty million spirit stones! Let's work together and not let him ruin this fair competition."

The burly man grinned: "Good! We sword cultivators can't be looked down upon. Eighty-five million spirit stones!"

At this moment, tiny cracks began to appear on the floor of the venue, caused by the pressure of powerful spiritual energy.

The candlelight around them flickered wildly, as if it might go out at any moment.

The defensive array on the wall made a hissing sound, and its light flickered, as if it was overwhelmed.

The sword master took a deep breath: "Ninety million spirit stones, this is the limit I can put out in my lifetime. If I still can't get it, I can only sigh at the cruel twist of fate."

A black mist rose from the mysterious man in black: "Ninety-five million spirit stones, you all just wait. If anyone ruins my plans today, they will pay double in the future."

Everyone was intimidated by his threat, but no one showed any intention of backing down.

The young swordsman gritted his teeth: "Ninety-eight million spirit stones! I refuse to believe that justice cannot prevail over evil!"

The female swordsman stamped her foot: "One hundred million spirit stones! Even if it costs me everything, I cannot let this divine sword be disgraced!"

The shout caused a stir among the crowd. Everyone was stunned by the exorbitant price, and for a moment, all was silent. Only the sword energy of the Starfall Divine Sword continued to roar, as if waiting for its final owner.