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The girl was casually gifting away the one million Wu jade Origin Taiji Pill, leaving everyone astounded.
Originally, Qi Lin was the unmistakable loser in this bid, but this girl’s move had completely reversed the situation. No one could have imagined that an item that cost one million would actually be given away. “Huh, what is Her Highness doing?” Xu Fu and Wang Jian looked at each other, unsure what Her Highness was intending.
Yao Lao also thought he had misheard: “Your Distinguished Self, are you sure you want to gift this item?”
“I hold Leisurer Xiaoyao’s medicines in very high regard. Give these pills to him.” Xuesha spoke every word with extreme calm, but from her language, everyone could clearly discern some other meaning, as if this was a confession.
Yao Lao sent a maid to bring the pills to Qi Lin.
Qi Lin raised his eyebrows. He intently looked at Xuesha and said: “Then Your Servant shall accept this.”
“En.”
Seeing that Qi Lin surprisingly accepted the beauty’s gift, Yang Yuanzhi gnashed his teeth. He should have been the main character of this auction show. Not only did this woman who came out of nowhere steal his limelight, she even completely forced the focus of this auction back to the feelings man and woman. This was honestly infuriating.
“Do you know her?” Wu Gu whispered.
“No.” Qi Lin shook his head.
“No? Yet she should actually give you a one million Wu jade Origin Taiji Pill. Even if this is to rope you in, this move is quite bold.” Wu Gu looked at Xuesha, feeling this girl was somewhat mysterious. She had a kind of Star Name air about her, but she seemed above Star Names, as if a primordial and ancient star would pale before her.
No Divine Name had ever made Wu Gu feel like this, not even Yang Jian, but this girl did.
“You must be careful.” Wu Gu warned.
“I know.”
Qi Lin faintly grinned.
After this round, the following items were a bit plain, and the rest of the auctioned items were sold without much incident. Qi Lin noticed that Yang Yuanzhi already treated him as his target this auction. However, there no items worth Qi Lin’s attention afterwards.
After several items, the main feature at last arrived.
A sparkling feather was presented to the hall.
This feather was practically transparent, as if woven from light itself, its spiritual power abundant and concentrated.
Its sudden appearance made everyone’s eyes stare wide in astonishment.
“Could this actually be a spirit feather of the legendary Illusionary Flying Snow?”
“Heavens, it is so beautiful. This texture is too divine.”
“It was actually real.”
The entire hall was filled with shocked murmurs.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is the feather of the Illusionary Flying Snow, the very steed of White Emperor Shaohao. It is a luan in the heavens and a qilin on the earth. It is like a demon yet also like a spirit. It is one of the rarest Spirit Beasts in the world. Legend says that the Illusionary Flying Snow’s trail has appeared in Changliu. I believe everyone has heard much about it by now.”
Yao Lao stared at this spirit feather, unable to hide the excitement in his heart as he strove with all his might to maintain a calm tone.
“This spirit feather was obtained by a certain Fellow.”
“Yao Lao, how much do you plan to auction it for?”
“Although the feather of the Illusionary Flying Snow is precious and beautiful, a single feather is not worth much. Yao Lao, are there any other materials from it? We are willing to pay a handsome price.”
“Right, why not use the Tenth Market’s secret bid.”
The other cultivators shouted.
Yao Lao faintly grinned: “This feather of illusion is not to be sold. Rather, it is an item specifically given by Lord Wu Xian of the Ten Shamans to everyone for their aesthetic appreciation in gratitude for participating in this auction. Perhaps everyone can find the Illusionary Flying Snow’s trail from it. If more treasures can truly be found from Changliu, then that would be excellent.”
“Huh? Appreciation?”
Yao Lao’s words caught everyone off guard.
Qi Lin only then understood that it turned out that magnification array was for this purpose.
“Why would Wu Xian do this?” Wu Gu wrinkled her brow. After having gone through such a long and elaborate banquet, in the end, she merely let people admire the illusionary feather from afar.
“Perhaps she also feels that Changliu is too dangerous. If a lot of cultivators go, perhaps they can act as cannon fodder.” Qi Lin surmised.
Wu Gu agreed this was the only explanation.
The Illusionary Flying Snow was the White Emperor’s steed, after all. There would absolutely be brazen cultivators who would go there, ignorant of the immensity of Heaven and Earth. Changliu had many mechanisms, and using these cultivators as a means to trigger the mechanisms was a matter of killing two birds with one stone. At any rate, Yan Zi wanted to be a fish in troubled water,1 so they may as well muddy the waters.
Qi Lin was a bit sullen. This meant that the Illusionary Flying Snow was in even more danger.
“It will only be here for a short while. Everyone, please take your time to admire it.”
Yao Lao gestured.
All the lights were snuffed out, leaving only the illusionary feather’s podium illuminated. In the light, this feather simply seemed to dissolve into the air, indistinct yet magnificent. No one dared to breathe as they intently inspected this feather through the array. They hoped to be able to comprehend something from this absolutely beautiful feather.
At this moment, Qi Lin finally realized.
To them, the Spirit Beast’s allure was too powerful.
…
The banquet ended, and all the cultivators left the auction hall in succession, each of their expressions somewhat reluctant to leave, still recalling the scene from just now. Seeing them in spirited discussion, filled with satisfaction, Qi Lin knew this auction had been very successful.
“Wu Xian’s tricks were very formidable. This auction netted eight million in sales, and the illusionary feather finale was exquisite.” Qi Lin believed this auction would leave a lasting impression in everyone’s memory, absolutely sufficient to diminish the fervor of the Tenth Market.
With just one auction, Wu Xian easily reversed the situation.
“En. The First Market is the largest in Ten Shamans City, after all. We still are unable to compare.” Wu Gu was helpless.
While the two spoke, they suddenly spotted a young woman that was like black ice walk out. She was none other than Xuesha, who had gifted Qi Lin the Origin Taiji Pill. Seeing her, Qi Lin stepped forward.
“Lady, please wait a moment.
Xuesha turned. Xu Fu and Wang Jian also turned their heads.
“En?” Xuesha’s brows slightly furrowed. In her ice-cold bearing was a bit of warmth.
“Lady, you just gave me the Origin Taiji Pill. You probably did so to help me out of that situation. Your Servant understands your intentions, I’m returning this Origin Taiji Pill to you.” Qi Lin did not want a reward he did not deserve.
“I do not want back things I have given away. Should Your Distinguished Self wish to renounce them, please simply throw them away.” Xuesha calmly replied.
Qi Lin was taken aback.
This standoffish attitude left Wu Gu confused.
“I wonder what the Lady’s name is?” Qi Lin paused: “Your Servant would like to remember it.”
“Our meeting was happenstance, insufficient for a lasting impression. Besides…I helped Your Distinguished Self this time because I loathe that man’s behavior…There is no other intent.” Xuesha lowered her gaze, her words meaningful.
Qi Lin stopped. He suddenly realized something.
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- An idiom. It means taking advantage of a crisis for personal gain. ↩