Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The Cloud Wing Tiger let out a series of roars, its gaze fierce and threatening, and countless bloody scenes played out in its mind.

Once released, it would undoubtedly slaughter everyone within reach, exacting an unbearable price, for it would never yield.

The iron cage slowly disappeared, and the auction continued; one precious item after another was presented and sold.

Time quietly elapsed amid the continuous bidding and the sound of gavel strikes.

At the top of the Heavenly Dome, the celestial projections silently cycled through three complete day and night cycles.

Three days and three nights.

During this process, Chu Zheng also made a bid on several treasures, mostly Spirit Beast flesh and some Spirit Pills and Immortal Herbs for refining physical constitution.

Not only did he spend all fifty million Top-grade Spirit Stones, but he also borrowed fifty million from Yuan Feng, leaving him with barely three million out of the hundred million, feeling fully accomplished.

When the final piece, a bronzed ancient shield, was taken by a mysterious buyer at an astonishing price, the atmosphere of the Heavenly Circle Pavilion fell into a suffocating silence.

The air stagnated like millennial profound ice, the sound of a pin could be heard, countless fervent gazes firmly fixed on the center of the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

Master Yunmiao, who presided over the auction for three days and nights, showed no signs of fatigue, his gaze remained astonishingly bright.

He took a deep breath, slowly raising his hand, his ten fingers danced quickly, leaving trails of afterimages.

With each strike from his fingertips, a new brilliant rune lit up in the central complex core of the array on the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

Buzz—

A reverberating hum rang out, and at the center of the countless intertwining runes, a point of pure red-gold light slowly appeared.

A Jade Token hovered in mid-air, the red-gold divine glow illuminating the vault of heaven.

"Mystic Sun True Understanding!"

Master Yunmiao's voice was slightly hoarse, showing a rare excitement.

"This is the lost secret scripture of the Ancient Immortal Court, directly pointing to the Pure Yang Origin of the Great Dao! This scripture is the manifestation of the Laws' imprint! It contains supreme cultivation methods, integrates the True Intent of Pure Yang of All Heavens, and can forge an eternal Pure Yang Dao Foundation!"

"The starting price..."

Master Yunmiao scanned the venue, his gaze passing over numerous platforms representing the pinnacle forces of this realm, his voice slightly trembling with excitement:

"No reserve price! Everyone... please decide for yourselves!"

Within the elegant room, hearing the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's fabricated story, Chu Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, feeling somewhat sentimental.

It seems this was to further inflate the price, creating a backstory for the Mystic Sun True Understanding.

Chu Zheng, who was originally casually reclining against the back of a broad Immortal Sandalwood chair, unobtrusively straightened slightly.

This scripture he had personally tossed to the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower was about to determine the future course of cultivation for him and Xue Qing.

These Spirit Stones would directly convert into the confidence for them to stably cultivate, supporting whether they can make it to the Upper Realm.

Once there, they could directly access the current trend of the cosmos, rather than being like a frog in a well, looking up at the moon.

At the pinnacle of the Heavenly Circle Pavilion, above all the heavenly platforms, there hovered three grand platforms like ancient, unyielding stars, overlooked the multitude below.

These were reserved seats for the true rulers of this realm, the Three Great Clans.

At this moment, within the Heavenly Universe Private Room belonging to the Zhao Clan, the atmosphere was decidedly different from the outside silence, exhibiting a transcendent leisure.

Inside the private room, the spaciousness resembled a Fairy Palace or Temple, furnished with the utmost ancient simplicity and elegance.

The floor was paved with Ten Thousand Years Warm Jade Marrow, ancient paintings imbued with Daoist charm hung on the walls, and the air was filled with top-tier incense able to nourish Divine Souls.

Several Zhao Clan followers dressed in Profound Armor stood with hands down, their presence as deep as an abyss.

By the window, a tea table was placed, around which several people sat.

At the main seat, Xu Menghan held a White Jade Tea Bowl suffused with spiritual light, took a light sip, and casually glanced at the dazzling Jade Token below surrounded by countless runes, speaking faintly:

"In the Lower Realm, to have such a scripture directly pointing to the Pure Yang Origin with Laws' imprint is indeed... rare."

His voice was cold, with an aloof scrutiny:

"Though it's only the Perfect Eighth Order, it's hard to make it into the ranks."

Beside him, Zhao Qingchen nodded respectfully at these words: "Young Master Xu speaks very rightly, this item is not essentially needed by our Zhao Clan, but its appearance has indeed stirred movements from all sides, demonstrating its weight in the Lower Realm."

Xu Menghan set down the tea bowl, shifting his gaze from the auction stage, losing interest in the upcoming struggle, and looked at Zhao Qingchen with slight casualness in his tone:

"The children we saw outside the Treasure Pavilion before, which private room did they enter?"

"On this point, I have yet to investigate; Ten Thousand Treasures Tower has always kept the identities of honored guests confidential."

Zhao Qingchen's expression showed guilt, before his tone changed:

"However, once the auction concludes, I will certainly bring it here at the earliest opportunity."

Xu Menghan remained noncommittal, his gaze again fell upon the auction platform.

Below, around the Heavenly Orbit Platform.

The light screens of those suspended platforms were now violently fluctuating, like the surface of boiling water.

Behind those light screens, powerful auras were no longer restrained, wantonly spreading out, probing and clashing with each other.

Silence, a silence that made many onlooking cultivators tremble with fear, enveloped the entire Heavenly Circle Pavilion.

No one was bidding, or rather, no one wanted to be the first to break this delicate balance.

The allure of the Immortal Scripture was no longer a simple contest of wealth, but one concerning the rise and fall of Taoist orthodoxy, the ebb and flow of Qi fortune, and even a life-and-death struggle.

"One billion top quality spiritual stones, for this scripture..."

Just when this deadly silence and pressure were about to reach their peak, as if the next moment the heavens would collapse, a voice slowly rang out.

"Our Song Clan will have it."

The voice came from within the topmost Heavenly Universe Private Room, spoken by the Song Clan.

One billion top quality spiritual stones!

It's a heavenly price equivalent to tens of billions of high-grade spirit stones!

This bid alone crushed the backbone of 99% of the Lower Realm's forces!

At the moment the voice sounded, Chu Zheng's eyes subtly moved, and he understood the situation in his heart.

One hundred billion top quality spiritual stones, even taking away ten percent, the remaining is more than enough to support him and Xue Qing's entry into the Upper Realm, more than sufficient.

The atmosphere instantly solidified, and for a moment, no one else bid.

Amidst the deathly silence, a whisper once again arose, also originating from the Heavenly Universe Private Room.

"Ten thousand Immortal Jade, this scripture, is mine."

The moment the words fell, Master Yunmiao on the auction platform also held his breath, his heart pounding wildly.

Immortal Jade, containing Immortal Qi, is a resource that only True Immortals can enjoy and can activate Immortal Treasures. Its value surpasses top quality spiritual stones by countless times!

The two cannot be equivalently exchanged at all!

Buzz—

The red gold jade token in front of Master Yunmiao suddenly moved, as if summoned by some force, shifting position.

Under the horrified gaze of all the cultivators present, the jade token containing the Immortal Scripture ignored spatial restrictions and formations, transforming into an intensely condensed red-gold streaming light, like a dazzling meteor streaking across the ancient starry sky, shooting straight toward the Heavenly Universe Private Room suspended at the highest point.

Where the streaming light passed, in the void, beneath the cosmic curtain, a faint burn mark was clearly visible.

The light screen enveloping the platform slowly dissipated, and the red-gold streaming light arrived in an instant.

The floor paved with warm jade, the table made from Cloud Pattern Immortal Wood, the crystal glaze window lattice, all under the illuminating flow of the Immortal Scripture's Dao rhythms, were shrouded with a layer of dark golden luster.

The streaming light finally hovered in front of Xu Menghan, just three inches away from his fingertips, which were casually resting on the armrest.

He slowly scanned the numerous platforms and all the cultivators observing around him, his gaze was calm and unruffled, without even a trace of emotional fluctuation:

"This scripture, my Xu Family shall take it."

As soon as the words fell, the light screen around the platform slowly closed again, isolating inside from outside.

The Song Clan, who had previously spoken up, along with the Yuan Family, both fell into silence and spoke no more.

All around, there was a burst of uproar, sound transmissions flying in all directions, filled with whispers and murmurs.

"The Xu Family? Isn't that the Zhao Clan's private room?"

"What is Immortal Jade? Can ten thousand Immortal Jade be worth as much as an Immortal Scripture?"

"Is the auction over already? Is this compliant with the rules?"

To the various forces of the Nine Heavens and Four Seas, besides the Three Great Clans, those previous words seemed all too foreign.

An auction that concluded so abruptly undoubtedly left many onlooking cultivators displeased, feeling as if it was a letdown, leaving them hanging.

Standing on the auction platform, Master Yunmiao cast a glance at the unresponsive Yuan Family private room, said no more, clasped his hands, and saluted in all directions, then spoke in a deep voice:

"This concludes today's auction. If any of you have other items to sell or want to purchase, welcome to our Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, where there is nothing unmet for you, nothing we cannot procure for you."

"Everyone, until we meet again."