Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Indeed."

"May I add another treasure to the auction now?"

"Well," Yan Chihong's face showed a hint of difficulty as he tactfully said, "Ordinarily, it would be possible to add something, but since this is a Unity Realm Stage trade fair, there are some requirements for the level of the items—"

Before he could finish speaking,

Yan Chihong's expression suddenly changed, and then with a shivering voice, he asked:

"Junior Brother, how could you have this... this kind of thing?"

His gaze was fixed on the strand of mystical purple energy in Zhang Jing's hand, which seemed like it could dissipate at any moment; his eyes looked as though they were about to pop out of their sockets.

He was astonished to the extreme.

Mystical Energy of Precedence!

He swore he was not mistaken—this was the Mystical Energy of Precedence that all cultivators at the Unity Realm Stage dreamt of possessing. With it, one's speed of comprehending the Dao would become terrifyingly fast.

This also meant that the chances of achieving the Heavenly Immortal Fruit would greatly increase.

Of course, there was only a strand of the Mystical Energy of Precedence, so its effects were not quite as exaggerated; still, it was enough to attract the attention of many Harmonized Dao True Immortals.

Yan Chihong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He looked at Zhang Jing earnestly, trying to suppress the tremble in his voice as he said each word, "Junior Brother Zhang Jing, are you sure you want to auction off this item? Do you know what it is, what kind of terrifying effects it has?"

At this moment, he didn't mention the level of the treasure at all.

As a joke, if even the Mystical Energy of Precedence didn't qualify for today's auction, what treasure would?

"I know. Mystical Energy of Precedence, it helps in the comprehension of Dao," Zhang Jing replied in an even tone.

"Then you?"

He looked at Zhang Jing incredulously, wondering how someone who knew how extremely precious the Mystical Energy of Precedence was would still wish to sell it.

Had he lost his mind?

Confronting his astounded gaze, Zhang Jing smiled without answering.

"Junior Brother, Senior Brother has a favor to ask, may I?" Yan Chihong swallowed hard and asked nervously.

"Senior Brother Yan wishes to purchase this strand of Mystical Energy of Precedence directly?"

As if he had anticipated this, Zhang Jing asked calmly, a faint smile on his face.

The other party nodded vigorously.

"As expected."

Seeing this scene, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he immediately followed the script he had prepared earlier, saying warmly:

"Senior Brother Yan, I still intend to take this strand of Mystical Energy of Precedence to the auction today."

A visible hint of disappointment flickered across Yan Chihong's face.

"However—"

Zhang Jing's voice trailed on, reigniting a glimmer of hope in the other's heart.

"Just a mere strand of Mystical Energy of Precedence, giving it to Senior Brother Yan would be no problem, but I have a condition."

A mere strand!

Hearing this somewhat grating term, Yan Chihong's eyes twitched violently; however, the next moment, he exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost, "You still have more?"

Following Yan Chihong's gaze,

One could see that Zhang Jing's hand now held two more strands of Mystical Energy of Precedence, each exuding an extremely profound aura of the Dao, irresistibly captivating to the onlooker.

Huff huff!

Heavy breathing noises instantly echoed throughout the room.

After a long while,

"Junior Brother Zhang Jing, what is your condition?"

Yan Chihong's gaze became clear again, and he asked in an even tone.

But his occasional sneaky glances at the Mystical Energy of Precedence in Zhang Jing's hand betrayed his inner state, which was far from as composed as he appeared.

"My condition—"

"Wind, fire, water, wood, metal, yin, karma, time, space... and so on, how many pieces of higher-order innate divine items of these attributes do you think will appear in today's True Immortal trade fair?"

Zhang Jing stood erect, emanating an indescribable sharpness that abruptly exploded.