MTLNOVEL Chapter 132: Qingfeng Shoudan.
The Shrek group appeared before the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, and Han Yu was aware of it.
The ghostly fire within the poisonous miasma was none other than the Netherworld Poison Fire seed fire he had left behind. Tang San and Dai Mubai carried the auras of the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire and the Fallen Heart Flame, respectively, which Han Yu could not fail to detect.
"Interesting! It seems they've retreated."
Dugu Bo was now within the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, but the Netherworld Poison Fire hadn't sensed his attack. It seemed the Shrek group had been dissuaded by the poisonous miasma.
However, even if they had forced their way in, they would have gained nothing.
Within the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, aside from the herbs planted by Dugu Bo, only the immortal grass seeds remained.
Furthermore, with Tang San and the others' cultivation levels, without the aid of the immortal grass, they were incapable of entering the spring to cultivate.
For Han Yu, the Shrek group wasn't worth his attention at this point.
"Prince Xuexing, this time, you'll have to use Dugu Bo's favor even if you don't want to."
If Xuexing hadn't been confined for the past few months, Han Yu's plan could have been implemented long ago.
But it's not too late to implement it now.
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Prince's Mansion.
Xue Beng approached Xuexing: "Uncle, I heard that the Tiandou Auction House seems to be promoting a treasure called the Qingfeng Shoudan. It's said that taking it can extend your life by ten years."
"Beng'er, is this fake?" Xuexing asked hurriedly.
Thinking of Xue Ye, who had aged rapidly in recent years, Xuexing felt a surge of urgency.
If the former suddenly passed away, he and Xue Beng would have no chance of a comeback.
If Xue Ye was forced to live another ten years, they would have a chance of a comeback.
Xue Beng hurriedly said, "Uncle, I saw their poster posted when I passed by the Tiandou Auction House today."
"It can't be fake, Beng'er, the poster said when the auction will be held?"
"It should be tomorrow night."
"That's good. Butler, prepare the money. This time, I'm determined to get the Qingfeng Shoudan."
Elsewhere, in Tiandou City, a teahouse.
"Brother Han, is the effect of your elixir real?" Xue Qinghe asked hurriedly.
Han Yu nodded.
He had personally refined this elixir.
The main body of the elixir was simply made by crushing and blending some high-grade medicinal herbs. But the essence of the elixir lies in the faint breath of life injected into it from the Flame of Life.
"Why don't you give such a treasure to those in the hall?" Xue Qinghe asked curiously.
"It will not work for those above the Soul Emperor. Besides, Titled Douluo powerhouses don't mind having ten years of life left," Han Yu explained.
Qingluan Douluo is over eighty years old this year, but his appearance is not much different from that of a young man like Han Yu.
For someone like Qian Daoliu, if nothing unexpected happens, living another one or two hundred years is not a problem at all.
"It seems you've got Xue Xing in your sights this time. However, I have only one request: this elixir can't fall into Xue Ye's hands."
Han Yu said with a confident smile, "Don't worry, Xue Xing can't take it with him."
A few days ago, when Yue Guan was ordered to deliver resources to Canaan Academy,
Han Yu struck a deal with him for a seed of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.
Now, all the "actors" were in place, waiting for the show to begin.
...
The next day, at the Tiandou Auction House
, Ning Fengzhi, after receiving "inside information" from Xue Qinghe, gave up his bid for the Qingfeng Shoudan.
After all, his own soul power had reached level seventy-nine, far exceeding the Qingfeng Shoudan's limit, let alone the two Sword Bone and the other Titled Douluo.
"This time, Sect Master Ning isn't here, Beng'er, we have a good chance." Xue Xing, beaming, walked towards the VIP seats.
Xue Xing knew that the Qingfeng Shoudan only worked on those below the Soul Emperor level.
It just so happened that Xue Ye's soul power was not that high, and many bigwigs lost interest in competing because of this.
Han Yu sat at the ordinary seat, and not far away from him was the disguised Yue Guan.
Bibi Dong was also very interested in the Qingfeng Shoudan matter. Therefore, this time Yue Guan was working for the two of them.
At the beginning, there were only some appetizers, and Han Yu casually bought a few items.
It was not until late at night that the finale item, the Qingfeng Shoudan, was taken out.
The auction house has done enough advertising for this pill, and they naturally hope to make more money.
Although this pill is useful for people below the Soul Emperor, the number of soul masters above the Soul Emperor on the mainland is very rare.
Most wealthy businessmen's own soul power is far from reaching this level.
You can imagine how fierce the competition is.
"Dear guests, this green pill is the Qingfeng Shoudan. According to the auctioneer's appraisal, its effects are genuine. The starting price is 500,000 gold soul coins, and each bid must be no less than 100,000 gold soul coins."
While the low price of 500,000 gold soul coins was indeed quite low, no one could quite match it.
"The value of one pill is enough to build a square kilometer of Canaan City. It seems I can even run a pill business," Han Yu chuckled.
...
The price quickly soared to one million gold soul coins.
Time is money, let alone ten years of life. Many wealthy merchants were even furious.
"Two million gold soul coins, everyone, please give me a favor," Prince Xuexing bowed to the crowd.
"Your Highness." Finally, many wealthy merchants calmed down.
They had all paid protection money to Xuexing when doing business in Tiandou City.
If they offended him, their business would be ruined.
For a moment, the atmosphere calmed down considerably.
Seeing this, the auctioneer secretly thought something was amiss.
The low starting price had been set to stimulate bidding. Now, with Prince Xuexing's interference, the price fell far short of the auction house's expectations.
"Two million gold soul coins once, two million gold soul coins twice."
"Two million, two hundred and twenty thousand gold soul coins." Yue Guan, seeing the opportunity, called out the price.
"Who!" Xue Xing was displeased by this unexpected obstacle.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he didn't recognize Yue Guan in disguise.
"Damn, why is Han Yu here too!" Xue Xing withdrew his gaze in frustration.
With Ning Fengzhi away, he could have threatened him directly.
But he had previously offended Han Yu, and if he left a bad impression again, he might not be able to recruit him.
"Three million gold soul coins!" Xue Xing snorted.
The auctioneer finally breathed a sigh of relief. His superiors had tasked him with selling the Qingfeng Shoudan for three million gold soul coins.
After that, no matter what price he offered, he would still make a profit.
"Three million three hundred and thirty thousand gold soul coins." Yue Guan continued to shout.
"You!"
Xue Xing shook his head. With such a high value, he had no choice but to pay.
But he didn't have that much cash on hand. Most of it was just some cultural relics and paintings. It would be very difficult to liquidate these things in a short period of time.
"Beng'er, take out your money. When the elixir is given to my brother, you will also have contributed a lot."
Xue Beng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately took out the few gold soul coins he had left.
(End of this chapter)
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