Cultivation Starts from Farming

Passing through the array channel, a magnificent hall suddenly appeared before the two of them.

The crimson carpet, the pure white jade walls, and the high-hanging palace lanterns all exuded the grandeur and wealth of the secular world.

The hall was oval-shaped, with a diameter of several dozen yards. Inside, there were seven or eight rows of wooden chairs, upon which sat dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators dressed in various styles, all of whom had their figures and faces concealed with masks or secret techniques.

Opposite them was a solitary empty table, with three sandalwood chairs not far off to one side of the empty table.

Seeing Xu Ping and Gong Yang enter, those seated couldn't help but glance their way.

Swept by the gazes of so many Foundation Establishment cultivators, the two remained unfazed and silently found a relatively secluded corner to sit down.

Although there were quite a few people in the hall, everyone remained silent, creating an extremely quiet atmosphere, which infused the air with an undercurrent of tension.

Yet Xu Ping was completely unaffected; instead, he transmitted a message to Gong Yang, "Fellow Daoist Gong, how does one obtain a token for this auction?"

"It's not difficult. If the total value of the auctioned items exceeds five thousand Spirit Stones, the underground auction house will send you an auction token, with the time and place for the next auction inscribed on it," Gong Yang replied.

"Five thousand Spirit Stones, huh?" Xu Ping's heart trembled.

This threshold was not low; for some ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, they'd have to grit their teeth to bring out such an amount.

But for him, it wasn't much.

Time flowed slowly by.

People continued to enter the hall, most of whom were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and Xu Ping didn't pay much attention to them, but then a few Fake Pill cultivators arrived, which made Xu Ping's expression grow grave.

"Fellow Daoist Gong, do so many Fake Pill cultivators come to every small auction?" Xu Ping couldn't help but inquire.

"No, usually only one or two at most," Gong Yang was also a bit bewildered at this point.

He had attended these underground auctions many times, yet it was the first time he encountered such a situation.

With the arrival of several Fake Pill cultivators, the atmosphere in the hall grew even more tense.

However, when a Golden Core cultivator entered the hall, the atmosphere solidified completely.

"This... a Golden Core cultivator!?"

Under the astonished gazes of countless Foundation Establishment cultivators in the hall, the Golden Core cultivator, whose face was indistinguishable, swaggered to the first row and sat down.

Xu Ping's expression quickly turned grim, 'Even a Golden Core cultivator has come; it seems this auction is extraordinary!'

He couldn't help but speculate about the identity of this Golden Core cultivator, as there were only a few Golden Core cultivators across the entire Yue Country, each a renowned figure.

But after racking his brains, he couldn't come up with a fitting Golden Core cultivator, suggesting that the person must have used a secret technique to obscure their figure.

With his current cultivation, seeing through the disguise of a Golden Core cultivator was obviously a pipe dream.

'Should I still go on stage to seek a transaction after the auction?' He couldn't help but feel troubled as the Golden Core cultivator's presence entirely disrupted his plans.

Although the probability of being targeted by a Golden Core cultivator was low, who could know what was in the heart of a Golden Core cultivator?

After some thought, he decided to wait and observe the unfolding situation.

At worst, he could wait for the next underground auction, held once every two years, and with his lifespan, he could afford to wait.

Everything should prioritize safety.

Creak!

Once everyone was present, the wooden door behind the table finally opened, and three people gradually walked out.

The attire of these three was identical to the two black-clothed guards at the stone gate.

However, what shocked Xu Ping was the cultivation of these three: one Golden Core cultivator and two Fake Pill cultivators.

Such a casual mobilization of one Golden Core cultivator and two Fake Pill cultivators could probably only be achieved by the Luoyun Sect throughout the entire Yue Country.

'Could the force behind this underground auction be the Luoyun Sect? If not, would the Luoyun Sect allow such a powerful force to run rampant in Yue Country?'

"It seems the waters in the entire Yue Country run deep indeed!"

As Xu Ping pondered secretly, the three lined up behind the long table, and the leading Golden Core cultivator spoke in a low, hoarse voice:

"Welcome, fellow cultivators from the cultivation realm, to this auction. This time, we have both old customers from before and newcomers attending for the first time. But this doesn't matter, as this auction treats everyone equally!"

As soon as the leading Golden Core cultivator finished speaking, the Fake Pill cultivator on the left immediately continued:

"The rules for this transaction remain unchanged. We will call out a base price in Spirit Stones, and everyone can then compete with Spirit Stones.

If you don't have enough Spirit Stones on you, you can use other items of equivalent value as collateral, whose specific value will be jointly assessed by the three of us! In short, the highest bidder wins the auctioned items."

This person's voice was sharp and thin, extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Finally, after the auctioned goods are all sold off, it will be time for everyone to trade freely.

If you have any items to exchange or sell, you can step forward to display and trade them freely; we won't intervene at all, merely providing the venue.

With that said, let the auction begin!"

The Golden Core cultivator spoke again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the three made way to the side, vacating the space behind the table, then respectively sat on those three sandalwood chairs.

Meanwhile, from behind the wooden door emerged a tall, slender man with the face of a fierce demon.

This man came to the back of the table, coughed a few times, and then began to speak: