Chapter 451: Auction of the Oracle

Shen Xiaomao and Ruan Qingzhu had left their marks on each other. After all, they had signed the Tianji Contract and were trustworthy offensive and defensive allies.

After staying in the business alliance until night, the auction of the spirit sticks began.

It was different from what Lu Ye had imagined. Every cultivator who participated in the auction received a small gadget made of unknown material from the Tianji Business Alliance. This thing was about the length of a finger and looked like a jade finger.

After being told how to use it by the manager of the business alliance, Lu Ye held the jade finger in his own compartment and immersed himself in it.

In an instant, the scene changed, somewhat similar to his experience every time he entered the Tianji Treasure House. His mind suddenly appeared in a closed small room.

There was nothing else in the small room, only spirit sticks floating in the air. The most were white, with hundreds of them, then green, with more than a dozen, and a few blue ones. The one in the middle was purple, unique!

I don’t know which lucky person grabbed this purple spirit stick and auctioned it without using it himself.

It is understandable. After all, the cultivation of the monks consumes too many resources. Many monks live in poverty. This will not change because the monks' cultivation level has improved.

There are numbers next to each spiritual sign. When Lu Ye paid attention, these numbers were constantly changing and increasing. .

After watching for a while, Lu Ye understood that the changing numbers next to the spiritual sign represent the price of this spiritual sign.

At this moment, there must be many monks who are like him, immersed in this small space to participate in the auction.

This method is very novel, because all the auctioneers will not meet each other. In this way, no one knows who is bidding. Even if someone wins the best purple spiritual sign, there is no need to worry about being targeted by someone with ulterior motives.

Lu Ye vaguely guessed that this auction method is related to the fact that the bargaining chip for the auction is merit. For the monks, the only place where merit can be used is the Tianji Treasure House.

This should be an auction in which Tianji participates, otherwise merit cannot be used.

How much the spiritual sign is worth is a question.

After thinking for a while, Lu Ye sent a message to Shen Xiaomao and asked.

"Are you in Tianji Business Alliance?" Shen Xiaomao noticed something. "As for the spirit sticks, the value of the white spirit sticks is generally around 200 merit points. If it exceeds 220, it is not worth it. You can find out the other spirit sticks by converting them according to the proportion."

Lu Ye thanked him.

The white spirit sticks are around 200 merit points, the green ones are 600 points, the blue ones are 1,800 points, and the purple ones are 5,400 merit points. As for the golden ones that Lu Ye has never seen before, each one is worth 16,200 points.

According to Shen Xiaomao, if the price rises by more than 10%, it will not be worth it.

With a standard in mind, Lu Ye looked at the spirit sticks again and found that it was indeed as Shen Xiaomao said.

The price of each white spirit stick fluctuated around 200 points, the green ones were around 600 points, the blue ones were around 1,800 points, and as for the only purple one, the price had reached 5,500 points at this moment.

Lu Ye naturally stared at the purple one. He raised his hand and tapped the purple spiritual stick. The spiritual stick immediately emitted a light and the price became 5,550 points.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ye had a guess, so he tapped a white spiritual stick again. The price changed and the white spiritual stick also emitted a light.

Sure enough, the spiritual sticks with shining light represented that he had bid and was holding the bid. Those without spiritual light meant that he had lost the qualification to hold the bid or had not bid.

After figuring this out, Lu Ye began to participate in the auction.

In a short while, a large number of spiritual sticks emitted light, but soon, those shining spiritual sticks dimmed one by one, which was undoubtedly someone's bid exceeded his.

With more than 70,000 merits in hand, Lu Ye would not be afraid of anyone and continued to bid!

As time passed, from time to time, spiritual sticks disappeared out of thin air, which meant that they had been auctioned off.

Lu Ye got more than a dozen white spiritual sticks, and the prices were all below 220, which was acceptable.

After a while, he bought a few green and two blue ones.

One after another, the spirit sticks disappeared, until finally, only the purple spirit stick was left in the field.

At this moment, the price of this purple spirit stick was 5,900 points.

According to the experience taught by Shen Xiaomao, if this purple spirit stick exceeded 6,000 points, it would not be worthwhile.

But Lu Ye just wanted to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, and it was actually acceptable to spend more merits.

The purple spirit stick that was shining suddenly dimmed, and the price became 5,950 points. This was undoubtedly someone else's bid higher than Lu Ye.

Lu Ye immediately raised the price again...

After several rounds of fighting with the unknown competitor, the price finally stabilized at 6,200 points.

The other party did not bid again, not knowing whether it was beyond his ability or psychological expectation.

After waiting for a while, the purple spirit stick flickered three times, and the light shone brightly.

It was like this every time he took the spirit stick before, and Lu Ye immediately understood that this spirit stick was his.

He reached out and took the purple lottery ticket, and put it into his storage space.

The auction was over, and Lu Ye left the small room in his mind.

Investigating the harvest, there are 15 white spirit sticks, 6 green ones, 2 blue ones, and 1 purple one. It costs about 16,800 merit points. The original merit points of more than 70,000 are only a little over 57,000.

Lu Ye is undoubtedly very satisfied with the great harvest. With so many spirit sticks, he only needs to retreat for a few days when he returns to the spiritual land. The second level of Yunhe is just around the corner. There is probably no hope for the third level of Yunhe, but it can also save a lot of time for hard practice.

After leaving the Tianji Business Alliance, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

For a Yunhe realm cultivator like Lu Ye who has a low level of cultivation, it is not suitable to travel at night. Staying overnight in the Tianji Business Alliance is the best choice.

But considering that he is not in the spiritual land, the defense power of the spiritual land has been greatly reduced, so Lu Ye can only set off overnight.

The moonlight is falling, the spiritual boat is flying, and the amber squatting on Lu Ye's shoulder is full of energy.

Ever since learning the way of practicing the inhalation and exhalation of moonlight from the giant armor, Amber was the happiest in such weather. She squatted on Lu Ye's shoulder, and as it inhaled and exhaled, the visible moonlight was sucked into its belly.

Speeding all the way.

While flying, Lu Ye suddenly saw a stream of light from the side rushing towards him at an incredibly fast speed.

Judging from the posture, it was coming towards him.

Lu Ye's face sank, thinking that he was really unlucky. Although he didn't know what the other party's intentions were, he knew that the other party was not kind just by looking at the posture.

Judging from the other party's speed and the fluctuation of spiritual power, the person who came was at least at the seventh or eighth level of the Yunhe realm.

After contacting several Yunhe realm cultivators, Lu Ye also had his own set of standards for judging the level of others' cultivation. He didn't dare to say that it was completely correct, but at least the error was not large.

Not an opponent!

Lu Ye immediately turned around, Feng Xing blessed, and hurriedly fled.

The man behind him was chasing closely.

The gap in strength was too big. Even with the Fengxing Spiritual Pattern, the distance between them was slowly closing. When Lu Ye was considering whether to activate the flying wings, Yiyi's voice suddenly rang out: "Lu Ye, that person is not right. It seems that he fell down."

Lu Ye looked back and found that the stream of light chasing him became extremely dim at this moment. In the stream of light, a figure fell down in a mess. Although he tried to stabilize himself, he could not do it.

This guy... is injured?

Lu Ye paused and watched the other party fall to the ground in a mess. If he had not stabilized his body when he was close to the ground, he would have fallen to death.

If the other party was intact, Lu Ye would naturally walk as far as he could, but if the other party was seriously injured, he would not be so afraid.

Now think about it, the other party came to find him, maybe not with any malicious intent, but wanted to save him?

Standing in place and pondering for a while, Lu Ye rushed towards the direction where the man fell.

After a moment, he saw a figure covered in blood, leaning against a big tree. The other party was indeed seriously injured. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest, and his internal organs could be vaguely seen. The injury was not limited to this one. The other party was covered with wounds all over his body. It was obvious that he had experienced a tragic battle.

Such injuries... can't survive!

Lu Ye himself was often injured, so the severity of the injury could be seen at a glance.

Leaning against the tree, the man breathed gently, and with a faint sense, he opened his eyes and met Lu Ye's eyes.

He clenched the blood-stained long sword in his hand, smiled at Lu Ye miserably, and said in an extremely weak voice: "Daoyou, you run really fast!"

"Why are you chasing me?" Lu Ye was puzzled. This guy looked like he was about to die, why was he still chasing him, making him think that the other party was not a good person, and he was frightened for nothing.

The other party said, "I can't survive. I finally met someone and I want to ask you to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Help me pass this sword to the Shenxing Sect." The man raised the blood-stained long sword in his hand.

"The Shenxing Sect... the sect of Wanmo Ridge?" Lu Ye's heart moved. If he remembered correctly, he had received peace money from this sect in the Lingxi battlefield.

In other words, this sect is a sect above the third rank and has its own base in the core circle of the Lingxi battlefield.

"Are you from the Haotian League?" The man vaguely heard some information from Lu Ye's tone.

Lu Ye was silent.

"It doesn't matter. If you only want to pass on a sword, you can entrust the Tianji Business League. You don't need to go there in person. If you can agree, all my property except this sword will belong to you. To be honest, I am actually quite rich."

"Okay." Lu Ye nodded.

It's not difficult to pass on only one sword and entrust the Tianji Business League to pass it on.

"That's great." The man relaxed and smiled bitterly: "After practicing till now, it's all in vain."

Lu Ye said nothing. He hadn't fallen to the same level as the other person, so he couldn't understand how he felt. But the world of cultivation has always been like this, with life and death.