Longevity: Start Farming with Entries

"The Five Elements Primordial Spirit Peach, starting bid at eight hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

"Each bid must be no less than fifty middle-grade spirit stones."

As Xue Zhili's words fell.

The auction at the black market erupted with noise, and cultivators raised their voices, eagerly starting to bid.

Those at the early-stage Foundation Establishment could only sigh at the skyrocketing bid prices.

Such a top-grade spirit fruit could only be afforded by those Foundation Establishment cultivators with deep resources.

Moreover, once this spirit fruit is won, many cultivators are likely to consume it on the spot. Otherwise, in the black market's chaotic mix, it's easy to become a target.

Whether you can safely leave is uncertain, but once it's in your stomach, that's the safest.

"One thousand two hundred fifty!"

"One thousand three hundred!"

...

The bidding continued, and even Qin Ming himself hadn't expected the Five Elements Primordial Spirit Peach to be so popular.

It was similar to loose cultivators scrambling for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Thinking of his more than eight hundred and sixty years of lifespan and the endless supply of spirit peaches, Qin Ming couldn't help but feel emotional.

In the end, only a few Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators remained bidding in the scene.

To Qin Ming's surprise, Lin Zixiao, disguised as a white-faced middle-aged man, was also bidding along.

Each time he bid, it was only fifty spirit stones more than the previous cultivator.

"Two thousand!"

"Two thousand fifty!"

Gradually, the competition among those Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators reached a fever pitch.

"Two thousand two hundred!"

As a vigorous voice announced, no one else followed with a bid.

The bidder was none other than Old Ghost Mu Hee, whom Qin Ming had seen before.

His eyes were fixed on the spirit peach on stage, seemingly at the limit of what he could offer.

As the surrounding voices quieted, tension flickered in Mu Hee's expression.

"Two thousand two hundred fifty!"

Lin Zixiao's calm voice shattered Mu Hee's illusion entirely.

Xue Zhili's face was about to split with his smile, and seeing no further bids, he promptly announced:

"Two thousand two hundred fifty, once!"

"Two thousand two hundred fifty, twice!"

"Two thousand two hundred fifty, three times!"

"Sold!"

"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist!"

As Xue Zhili confirmed with a strike, the Five Elements Primordial Spirit Peach on stage was delivered to the white-faced middle-aged man, Lin Zixiao.

Old Ghost Mu Hee's eyes were almost bleeding, while countless gazes fell upon the white-faced man.

Lin Zixiao, without looking sideways, handed over the spirit stones and stored the Five Elements Primordial Spirit Peach in a jade box.

'Seems like this person has no intention of consuming it right away…'

Witnessing this, many cultivators present harbored ulterior motives.

After all, those who come to the black market surely have sinister thoughts among them.

"Alright, this black market auction has concluded successfully!"

"Fellow daoists may communicate with each other or leave on your own."

"When the next auction starts, I will invite you all to participate once more."

Afterward, Xue Zhili announced the end of the black market auction.

After instructing his subordinates, Xue Zhili stepped forward to Qin Ming, beaming as he handed a bag of spirit stones to him.

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Qin, here are the spirit stones after deducting the commission, totaling three thousand eight hundred and twenty-five middle-grade spirit stones. Please check them."

Qin Ming took the spirit stone bag, glanced inside to verify, and then put it away.

"The number of spirit stones is correct. Fellow Daoist Xue, I have urgent matters and will leave now."

"Alright! When Fellow Daoist Qin has some time, feel free to visit my residence in Vast Sea Immortal City," Xue Zhili said with a smile.

Subsequently, Qin Ming didn't linger and retraced his path back to the surface.

Suddenly!

As he scanned the crowd, he noticed many cultivators with malicious intentions, their eyes on him.

'One should not flaunt their wealth; it seems I've been targeted...'

'Xue Zhili's confidentiality measures are lacking. I won't come next time.'

'Fortunately, it wasn't a wasted trip as I unexpectedly completed the other half of the copper mirror.'

While walking, Qin Ming kept a vigilant eye on his surroundings.

His brow furrowed as he noticed the white-faced middle-aged man, Lin Zixiao in disguise, walking toward him.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Qin?"

"Care to travel together?"

Lin Zixiao asked with a smiling face.

"No need, I don't share the same path with you, so let's part ways here," Qin Ming replied without a second thought.

Surprised by Qin Ming's straightforward rejection, Lin Zixiao could only give an awkward smile, "Hehe, maybe we'll meet again."

"I feel a natural connection with Fellow Daoist Qin, just wanted to make an acquaintance."

Qin Ming inwardly cursed this old fox, suspecting he had ulterior motives.

They did indeed get along at first sight... little did Lin Zixiao know, Qin Ming had already seen through his disguise.

"Next time, definitely, next time!"

"I have urgent matters, so I'll take my leave first."

With that, Qin Ming quickened his steps and left the Artifact Refining Shop.

He could still feel that he was being locked onto by more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators' divine thoughts.

'This black market has many treasures, but the risks are also high.'

'I don't know what Xue Zhili did this time, allowing so many Tribulation Cultivators to get in.'

'If these Tribulation Cultivators don't know what's good for them, they can only blame me for being ruthless!'

Unfazed, Qin Ming left the market alone, then flew southward.

As soon as he left, more than a dozen cultivators of varying appearances flew after him.

These cultivators apparently weren't working together.

"So, we're all from the same underworld circle, hahaha!"

"That Qin from Wei Country is quite the plump prey!"

"We spotted him first!"

"We're all in this trade, let's not play tricks."

"Let's see who takes him down, then we'll settle it among ourselves."

"Hurry up and catch up, or he'll get away."

"Don't worry, just a low-tier Spirit Plant Master at the early-stage Foundation Establishment, he won't escape Blade Mountain's Five Demons!"

"Such naivety."

Dozens of escape lights flashed, speeding toward Qin Ming's direction.

Half a cup of tea time later, the group caught up with Qin Ming.

Soon, this group of Tribulation Cultivators surrounded Qin Ming.

One of them, a bald burly man, grinned wickedly at Qin Ming:

"I've long heard of Fellow Daoist Qin, the master of Wangyue Island. I've also heard there are treasures galore on Wangyue Island, but the Mist Illusion Realm outside is too formidable, leaving us no opportunity to see."

"Why not..."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, give us rough folk a tour?"

"I can assure you, when you die, you'll suffer less pain."

Surrounded by these Tribulation Cultivators, Qin Ming showed no panic.

He glanced around at the cultivators, most were at the mid to early-stage Foundation Establishment, with only three at late-stage Foundation Establishment.

'Perfect, my Lifebound Spirit Plant Yin Yang Profound Vine hasn't had a good nourishment in a while. Since these Tribulation Cultivators delivered themselves, they can become fertilizer.'

A smile appeared on Qin Ming's face as he spoke:

"There are indeed many treasures on Wangyue Island, but I happen to have a few great treasures with me that I can show you."

"Oh? What great treasures? Hurry and show us."

The Tribulation Cultivators became wary, noticing Qin Ming's calm demeanor despite being surrounded.

To reach Foundation Establishment Tribulation Cultivator, they needed a degree of professionalism.

However, among their numbers, even a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator could not escape at this moment.

Thus, they were curious to see what trick Qin Ming had up his sleeve.

Qin Ming smiled and tapped his Spirit Pet Bag.

Three gigantic figures emitting terrifying auras suddenly appeared before them.

But that wasn't all.

He flicked his finger, spiritual light flashed in front, and two more Turtle Puppets at mid-stage Foundation Establishment leaped out.

A series of crunching noises sounded, and their eyes shone with golden light.