Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds

The unusual behavior of Nan Ling and her Guardian definitely held a deep, hidden meaning.

According to convention, even if the two sects were mortal enemies, they wouldn't trip each other up at an auction merely to benefit their own factions.

The Mingquan Sect... Xu Xing's eyes flickered. The Mingquan Sect must have noticed the internal struggle within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace and wants to pressure them further.

One can see the whole picture from small details, understanding the significant from the subtle. At this moment, to the Lower-level Cultivators, Nan Ling's unusual actions were like the blind men describing an elephant; their guesses couldn't grasp the true picture. But this wasn't the case for Xu Xing. With his two experiences of Fate Deduction, after a little thought, he roughly understood the true purpose of Nan Ling's move.

Chi Yuan joining the Family Line sixty years later might seem coincidental, but it was an inevitable occurrence within that coincidence. An empire isn't destroyed in a day. Three feet of ice doesn't form from a single day's cold. The struggle between the Master and Disciple Lineage and the Family Line within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace had been ongoing for more than a day or two. Chi Yuan's decision to join the Family Line and establish the Sixth Fifth Hall Crown might have appeared accidental, but it wasn't. This could be seen merely from some of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace's policies. Although Sect Master Ren Yuanrui supported the Master and Disciple Lineage, the true mainstream within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace was to marginalize and squeeze the living space of this lineage. Undoubtedly, the Mingquan Sect had glimpsed this abnormality. The Mingquan Sect was now actively stirring up trouble, likely because they saw that the Flying Feather Immortal Palace was embroiled in internal conflict and had no time to intervene in their expansion. What happened with Nan Ling was not the first time, nor would it be the last. If his judgment was wrong... well, the two sects were mortal enemies anyway. At worst, they would lose some benefits in the future and simply renegotiate their agreement.

"Two million seven hundred thirty thousand Spirit Shells..."

Nan Ling raised her placard, ignoring the crowd's murmurs, and once again raised Wu Miao's auction price.

Among the Ten Major Sects, the Starfall Sect Saintess was only roughly equivalent to a True lineage disciple.

Doubtless, the resources the Starfall Sect had invested in Wu Miao far exceeded a mere two or three million Spirit Shells. However, Wu Miao was currently being auctioned as a Furnace Ding, not for her potential. Thus, a price nearing three million Spirit Shells was already considered high.

Should I bid or not... Elder Zheng frowned, feeling extremely troubled.

The Starfall Sect was located in the North Wilderness, while the Flying Feather Immortal Palace was in the southern part of East Huangzhou; the two were very far apart. If no one competed with him, buying the Starfall Sect Saintess and winning the Starfall Sect's favor would be a merit for him, and he would be rewarded by the Sect. But now Nan Ling was competing with him, placing him in a dilemma. To buy the Starfall Sect Saintess, the price would certainly exceed three million Spirit Shells. Once the price paid became too high, who knew if the Starfall Sect, or even his own Sect, would acknowledge the expense? Smaller sects already struggled for survival under the Ten Major Sects. A little loss of face meant nothing to them. They might not necessarily pay the price to retrieve the Starfall Sect Saintess. He would gain nothing and potentially anger both sides! Moreover, although he was the esteemed Flying Feather Pavilion Master of Blue Sacred Island, his financial resources might not be as substantial as Nan Ling's and her Guardian's. If he failed in the competition, it would mean losing face for the Flying Feather Immortal Palace. Upon returning to the Sect, he would be held accountable.

"Senior Brother Zheng, please feel free to make a move. This junior brother still has some spare funds on hand..."

At this moment, a clear voice reached Elder Zheng's ear.

"And you are, Sir?" Elder Zheng was startled and immediately asked.

However, he knew his limits and maintained a worried expression, not scanning the surroundings for the source of the voice.

"Senior Brother Zheng, don't you remember this junior brother? Last time, I bought two sets of Third-level array techniques from you, and you even gifted me a Third-level Talisman..." Xu Xing smiled, transmitting his voice secretly.

Elder Zheng's worries were trivial to him. He was a First-class genuine transmission, backed by Giant Sword Daoist Monarch, and his authority far surpassed Elder Zheng's. Elder Zheng hesitated to compete with Nan Ling due to her high status in the Mingquan Sect. Even if she suffered losses, her position would not be shaken. But Elder Zheng's situation was clearly different. If he failed, his future would be ruined.

It's Junior Brother Xu... Elder Zheng's heart immediately filled with joy.

Nan Ling was once Eighth in the Human Rankings, but this Junior Brother Xu of his was no less impressive, being Seventh in the Human Rankings, ranked even higher than Nan Ling. Now that Nan Ling had successfully condensed her pill, his Junior Brother Xu should not be far behind. More than twenty years ago, Xu Xing had already reached the Void Elixir stage; by now, he must have successfully condensed his pill.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Xu, for your help," Elder Zheng expressed his gratitude.

"I just don't know how many Spirit Shells Junior Brother Xu has on hand..." he asked again.

He guessed Xu Xing was most likely attending the Hundred Treasures Pavilion auction alone. Otherwise, like Nan Ling, he would have been protected by a Guardian and seated in the box designated for the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

"Five million!" Xu Xing estimated, then stated the figure.

He had plenty of resources. Even if the Cold Sword Gang Aura Vein sold at its minimum auction price, when combined with his other resources, the total would be worth at least five million Spirit Shells. He hadn't entered the fray earlier because there was no benefit in doing so. However, the situation had now changed drastically. There were considerable benefits for him to participate now. This bidding for the Starfall Sect Saintess would be covered by the Flying Feather Immortal Palace's Public Account. Whatever amount he paid, the Flying Feather Immortal Palace would reimburse. As a First-class genuine transmission and the future Chief of the Master and Disciple Lineage, he possessed this confidence. Spending the Sect's money for his own benefit—what was there not to like?

"Three million one hundred thousand Spirit Shells."

With Xu Xing's assurance, Elder Zheng raised his placard with greatly increased confidence.