FVN Chapter 8 Nascent Soul Stage Auction 4
Chapter 8 Nascent Soul Stage Auction 4
The shock caused by the "Four Flames Fan" had not yet completely subsided when the auction entered its final climax. Qingxiao Sanren quickly calmed himself down, and his face once again displayed that solemn smile that commanded the entire room. He then gestured to the waiter to bring out the second grand finale item.
This time, what was presented was neither a dazzling magical treasure nor a fragrant elixir bottle, but an inconspicuous blue jade box. However, when Qingxiao Sanren carefully opened the jade box, revealing ten neatly stacked talismans with flowing silver light and profound runes, many knowledgeable cultivators in the audience held their breath.
Qingxiao Sanren did not directly introduce talismans, but instead said in a tone that was both mysterious and admiring: "Fellow Daoists, you must have all heard of a legendary figure in the cultivation world who is famous for his 'escape techniques'—Shenfeng Zhenren, right?"
The moment the words "Divine Wind Immortal" were uttered, a low murmur and discussion arose from below the stage. This name was renowned among high-level cultivators in the human realm, especially given his unparalleled escape techniques and his ambiguous nicknames such as "Runaway King" and "Troublemaker," which combined to create a highly legendary figure.
"Excellent!" Qingxiao Sanren looked at the crowd's reaction with satisfaction, his voice suddenly rising as he pointed to the talismans in the jade box and proclaimed, "Shenfeng Zhenren is not only renowned throughout the world for his escape techniques, but his mastery of talisman-making is also unfathomable, making him a true grandmaster! And these ten talismans before us are Shenfeng Zhenren's unique life-saving talismans—the Minor Teleportation Talismans!"
"A small teleportation talisman!" The knowledgeable cultivators below the stage exclaimed in surprise.
"When activated, this talisman can instantly teleport you to a location a hundred miles away!" Qingxiao Sanren exclaimed excitedly, emphasizing the talisman's value. "Imagine, in a desperate situation, with this talisman, you could suddenly find a way out! Ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, without special spatial locking magic treasures or formations, would be helpless against this talisman! If you had two or three in hand, using them in rotation, you'd have a good chance of escaping even when surrounded by opponents of the same level!"
He paused, surveyed the entire room, and then dropped an even more explosive bombshell: "What's even more remarkable is that this talisman is incredibly powerful. If ten of them can be activated consecutively, thanks to their unpredictable random shifts and the spatial disturbances created by their superposition, it's said... they can even offer a sliver of hope for escape from a true Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Seeing that everyone was completely captivated, he lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret rumor: "I've also heard that when True Immortal Shenfeng first entered the Nascent Soul stage, in the Chaotic Star Sea... cough cough, it seems he had a... small misunderstanding with the Thunder Roc Clan Chief, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage. He was relentlessly pursued by that speed-oriented Demon King for nearly half a year, all the way from the Chaotic Star Sea to the Five Dragon Sea! In the end, True Immortal Shenfeng managed to escape safely by using a large number of similar teleportation talismans, supplemented by his unparalleled escape techniques, thus creating a legend!"
Inside the private room, Wang Tianlong was leisurely sipping his tea when he heard Qingxiao Sanren vividly recounting his "heroic" deeds, even using the embarrassing story of being chased by Chief Lei Peng for half a year as a selling point. He couldn't help but chuckle, almost choking on his tea. He rubbed his nose, shook his head, and thought to himself, "This old rascal, he certainly knows how to make up stories to raise prices... but it's not entirely wrong."
He put down his teacup, his thoughts drifting back over a thousand years to the time of Qingxiao Sanren's words. At that time, he had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, full of vigor and ambition, and was traveling deep within the Chaotic Star Sea when he stumbled upon a Silver-feathered Thunder Roc with a rather pure bloodline and a cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage. He was captivated by the sight, thinking that using this bird as a mount would surely be awe-inspiring, and its speed would complement his Wind Escape Technique, so he set out to capture it.
Unexpectedly, this Thunder Roc was actually a direct descendant of the Thunder Roc clan patriarch, one of the overlords of the Chaotic Star Sea and a powerful demon in the late Nascent Soul stage! He had just trapped the little guy when the old Thunder Roc tore through the void, charging forward with a raging storm of thunder and fire. Seeing the situation was dire, Wang Tianlong immediately released the little Thunder Roc, repeatedly explaining that it was a misunderstanding.
Unfortunately, the enraged Thunder Roc patriarch wouldn't listen, convinced he was a villain coveting the Thunder Roc bloodline, and vowed to tear him to pieces. Thus began a protracted chase. The Thunder Roc clan was naturally gifted with unparalleled speed among demon races, and the patriarch was the best among them, his wingspan accompanied by wind and thunder. Even though Wang Tianlong had cultivated the "Wind-Treading Technique" to a very high level, and had the aid of the Sky-Treading Boots, he still faced numerous close calls, chased relentlessly with nowhere to run, fleeing in a sorry state from the Chaotic Star Sea all the way to the Five Dragon Sea.
Finally, he almost exhausted the nearly one hundred "Minor Teleportation Talismans" he carried. Relying on the chaotic spatial fluctuations and irregular teleportation directions created by these talismans, he finally managed to temporarily escape the lock of the terrifying Thunder Roc on the vast sea. He then plunged into the remnants of an ancient ruin somewhere in the deep sea, hiding there for nearly a hundred years before daring to show his face.
That experience was arguably one of the most thrilling and frustrating escapes he'd ever faced since reaching the Nascent Soul stage, and it was also the key battle that cemented his reputation as "Wang the Runner" within the Nascent Soul circle. Now, being used to promote his wares, even though it was for sales purposes, made him find it somewhat amusing.
"Fine, let him say what he wants. As long as the talismans sell, I'll get the spirit stones." Wang Tianlong stopped dwelling on the past and refocused his attention on the auction. He wanted to see just how much these "small teleportation talismans" he had personally hand-drawn would fetch at this auction.
Seeing the enthusiastic response to the "Minor Teleportation Talisman," Qingxiao Sanren knew the time was right. Without further delay, he announced loudly: "Ten 'Minor Teleportation Talismans' personally crafted by Shenfeng Zhenren will be auctioned off as a set! Starting bid—eighty high-grade spirit stones!"
"Eighty-five yuan!" Almost immediately, someone in the audience rushed to make an offer.
"Ninety yuan!"
"One hundred and ten yuan!"
Prices climbed steadily but rapidly. This life-saving talisman, especially one crafted by the legendary "Wang Paopao," held a fatal attraction for any high-level cultivator aspiring to explore perilous lands or navigate complex environments. Whether for personal safety or as a priceless "strategic reserve," it was worth investing heavily in.
The bidding was mainly concentrated among wealthy independent cultivators and cultivators from other continents (such as the Chaotic Star Sea and the Five Dragon Sea), who had a more urgent need for talismans that could instantly change their situation and increase their chances of survival.
Finally, after dozens of rounds of fierce bidding, these ten "Minor Teleportation Talismans" were sold for an astonishing price of 230 high-grade spirit stones to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Chaotic Star Sea, whose aura was cold and sinister, and who called himself "Star Origin Hermit." This price even surpassed that of many top-tier ancient treasures, demonstrating the prestige of the "Divine Wind True Man" name and the practicality of these talismans.
Inside the private room, Wang Tianlong was quite satisfied with the price. Two hundred and thirty high-grade spirit stones, after deducting the auction house's commission, was still a considerable sum, enough to cover part of his expenses for the "Four Flames Fan," with a substantial surplus. This deal was a bargain.
Just as everyone was still marveling at the final sale price of the "Minor Teleportation Talisman", Qingxiao Sanren cleared his throat and, in an unprecedentedly solemn tone, invited the last and most important item of this Nascent Soul special auction.