Cultivation Starts from Farming

The small room is concealed by a third-rank array, even the Divine Sense of Golden Core Cultivators can only be blocked outside.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, we'd better not get involved in this Geng Metal!"

Gong Yang advised through transmission, "Although it's in the form of a secret auction, anyone confident enough to enter the small room must be immensely wealthy and will inevitably attract unwanted attention."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Gong. I cherish my life a lot and won't act recklessly!" Xu Ping replied with a laugh through sound transmission.

Xu Ping also understood this reasoning; although he was tempted by the Geng Metal, he didn't plan to enter the small room.

Moreover, according to the value of Geng Metal, the only item he had that might compare was that Demon Cultivator artifact.

"That's good."

Hearing this, Gong Yang finally relaxed his tense heart.

Sword Cultivators are especially tempted by Geng Metal; he was worried Xu Ping might rashly enter the small room for a transaction.

In the end, not obtaining the Geng Metal but causing trouble for himself!

Amidst countless gazes in the auction hall, about two minutes later, the previous cultivator came out, then sat silently without saying a word.

Since his figure was hidden under a black robe, people couldn't observe much from his face.

With the initial precedent, things naturally went smoothly thereafter, with a continuous stream of individuals entering the room.

Even Fake Pill and Golden Core Cultivators went in one after another.

Once nearly half the cultivators in the auction hall had entered the small room, the hall fell into silence.

"Anyone else wish to auction for the Geng Metal?" The man looked around the room, and after calling out three times without response.

"Since no one else wants to continue auctioning, we'll ask those who've been in the small room to go in once more. The auction hosts will then inform you if you've succeeded." The man said solemnly in the spotlight of the entire venue.

Then more people went in and came out intermittently, but it was unclear whether any had succeeded.

Until a Golden Core Cultivator emerged from the small room, radiating a chilling anger.

"Did the Golden Core Cultivator not win the Geng Metal?" Everyone was suddenly taken aback.

"Who then won the Geng Metal?"

Numerous gazes swept over the cultivators who entered the small room.

As for Xu Ping and Gong Yang huddled in the corner, no one paid them any attention.

When the last person came out of the small room, the auction was considered completely over.

"Now it's time for fellow Daoists to trade freely. If you feel there's nothing worth exchanging, you can leave through the newly opened array passage."

Standing nearby, the black-robed Golden Core Cultivator spoke in a hoarse voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people left first through the array passage.

Including the Golden Core Cultivator.

Xu Ping speculated that the person was not intending to leave; likely finding a place to stop those who entered the room one by one.

He couldn't help but feel relieved that he didn't enter the small room, otherwise, he'd be targeted by the Golden Core Cultivator.

After seeing the Golden Core Cultivator and several Fake Pill Cultivators leave, Xu Ping couldn't help but relax.

In that case, he could go on stage to seek a trade for the Soul-Searching Technique.

Apparently, others had the same idea; a Foundation Establishment Cultivator wearing a lion mask moved and suddenly appeared on the auction stage.

"I am seeking a Second-stage Upper Grade Terminal Flower, those who possess it can come trade with me!"

As soon as he finished, a cultivator in purple robes stood up, "I have one, may we talk in detail in the room?"

The hall has a dozen small rooms around it, all concealed by arrays, safe from prying eyes.

"No problem." The Foundation Establishment Cultivator wearing the lion mask nodded, and the two entered a room to trade.

Once the first one started, people continued going on stage to seek trade.

Some departed satisfied, others disappointed.

Once Xu Ping felt the timing was right, he decisively went on stage and loudly said, "I wish to purchase a Soul-Searching Technique!"

His voice echoed through the entire venue.

However, after a while, there was still no response, and just when he thought he was going to leave disappointed, a hoarse voice sounded.

"I have it. Is it possible to discuss detailed matters in a room?" A cultivator shrouded in a mass of black fog slowly stood up.

"Of course!" Xu Ping's eyes flashed with delight; this underground auction was definitely worth attending.

After entering the room, Xu Ping got straight to the point, "I wonder, Fellow Daoist, what is the asking price for this Soul-Searching Technique?"

"Four thousand Spirit Stones, plus delivering a jade box to the Island Master of Celestial Desolate Island!"

The cultivator said in a hoarse voice, then turned his palm over, revealing a jade box covered in restrictions.

"A jade box?"