Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

”Eight hundred and fifty thousand!”

”Nine hundred thousand!”

”One million!”

The bidding voices rose one after another, and the atmosphere in the hall was lively.

Yet, most of the prestigious guests in the first row of the third floor showed little interest.

For such illustrious figures, although Earth Rank Spiritual Artifacts were valuable, they were not worth lowering themselves to compete.

Young Master Qin sat in a private box, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, but his gaze was not on the auction stage.

A jade scroll floated before him, displaying the list of items to be auctioned next.

”Only three more items until ’it’...”

Young Master Qin murmured to himself, his eyes glimmering with greed.

The elder beside him spoke in a low voice.

”Young Master, the City Lord has gathered two million High-grade Spirit Stones and thirty pieces of top-grade Xuan Rank Magical Artifacts as collateral.”

Young Master Qin nodded, a flush of color appearing on his pale face.

”This time, we must succeed. With the ’Profound Yin Condensation Dew,’ my ’Nine Yin Extinct Vein’ can be completely resolved, and I won’t have to suffer the monthly torment of Yin Qi engulfing my heart anymore.”

The atmosphere in the auction hall had reached its peak.

Chu Qianxuan stood on the high platform, the jade box in his hand emitting a faint golden glow, reflecting a mysterious smile on his face.

He deliberately paused for a moment, drawing everyone’s gaze to the jade box.

”Ladies and gentlemen, the next treasure...”

Chu Qianxuan’s voice was as rich as fine wine, making people eager to indulge.

”Is neither a Spiritual Artifact, Magic Artifact, Spirit Pill, nor Cultivation Technique...”

Whispers erupted from the audience.

”What is it then? It couldn’t be just a stone, could it?”

An unsightly-faced cultivator asked loudly, eliciting laughter.

Chu Qianxuan remained composed, his slender fingers gently stroking the edge of the jade box.

”This fellow is joking. Today’s final auction item is the heart of a Demon Beast.”

”Tch!”

Boos resounded from the audience.

Young Master Qin sat in the VIP seat, a subtle smile on his lips.

He had learned about today’s highlight auction item through special channels and had prepared for three months.

His long fingers lightly tapped the armrest.

”Everyone, please remain calm.”

Chu Qianxuan’s voice suddenly raised, carrying a wave of spiritual power, silencing the room instantly.

”This is not an ordinary Demon Beast heart, but from a Demon Beast at the Tribulation Crossing Realm with partial Divine Beast bloodline—the heart of a ’Nine Desolate Horned Rhinoceros’!”

”What?!”

An exclamation erupted from the audience.

Young Master Qin’s fingers suddenly stopped, his eyes sharp. Although he had known it was the Nine Desolate Horned Rhinoceros heart, hearing the words ”Tribulation Crossing Realm,” his heart couldn’t help but beat violently.

Chu Qianxuan watched the crowd’s reactions satisfactorily, slowly opening the jade box.

A dazzling golden light shot into the sky; a fist-sized, entirely golden heart was faintly visible floating inside, its surface covered in mysterious patterns, each beat seemingly resonating with the universe.

”An adult Nine Desolate Horned Rhinoceros can surpass the Tribulation Crossing Realm and even reach the Venerable Level.”

Chu Qianxuan’s voice was enticing.

”Its horn can be refined into King-level Magical Artifacts, its blood into Seventh or even Eighth Grade Spirit Pills, and this heart...”

He deliberately paused, surveying the hall.

”Can reshape the foundation, transform the physique, and grant its possessor the strength to move mountains and drain seas!”

Young Master Qin clenched the armrest tightly, his knuckles white. Reshape the foundation! This is exactly what he has longed for. The accident three years ago damaged his foundation, halting his cultivation growth, and this heart is his only hope for breakthrough!

”Starting bid: ten Fifth Grade Spirit Pills, or equivalent treasures.”

Chu Qianxuan closed the jade box.

”Bidding does not restrict categories, starting now!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice immediately rang out.

”One whole Low Grade Spirit Stone!”

A commotion erupted.

Young Master Qin’s pupils contracted instantly. Spirit Stone! In the Xinghong Spirit Domain, Spirit Stones are rarer than phoenix feathers.

The nature’s spiritual energy is scarce, the Dragon Veins are damaged, the Spirit Stone mines have long been depleted; only the long-established Holy Lands might have some stock.

”Two whole Low Grade Spirit Stones!”

Another voice immediately followed.

Young Master Qin turned to see the bid came from a mysterious figure wearing a silver mask.

Alarm bells rang in his mind—the situation was far more complex than he anticipated. He originally thought, leveraging the City Lord Mansion’s influence coupled with his meticulously prepared treasures, securing this heart would be as easy as pie, but unexpectedly, someone bid Spirit Stones right from the start.

”Five whole Low Grade Spirit Stones.”

A cold female voice suddenly resonated, not loud, but instantly silencing the hall. All eyes turned to the central box on the second floor—the private seat of the Purple Mist Sacred Land.

Young Master Qin’s heart sank.

That was Su Qingyue, the Holy Land Core Disciple of the Purple Mist Sacred Land, reputed to have reached the peak of Nascent Soul and was one step away from Divinity Transformation.

Her white attire was as pristine as snow, her features exceptionally beautiful yet unapproachable in their coldness.

”Damn it!”

Young Master Qin cursed inwardly.

If not for Su Qingyue’s sudden appearance, he could have quietly traded the heart through his connections in the City Lord Mansion, but now, everything must adhere to the rules.

Chu Qianxuan’s smile remained unchanged.

”The Purple Mist Sacred Land has bid five whole Low Grade Spirit Stones; anyone offering higher?”

Young Master Qin abruptly stood.

”Six!”

Another commotion ensued. Daring to challenge the Purple Mist Sacred Land, who was this person?

Su Qingyue glanced sideways, casting a cold look at Young Master Qin, her red lips slightly parted.

”Seven.”

Her tone was so calm it seemed as if she were merely commenting on the day’s weather, rather than bidding on a priceless treasure.

”Nine whole Low Grade Spirit Stones!”

Liu Suciang’s voice echoed in the Sky Cloud Pavilion auction hall, his slender fingers lightly tapped the VIP seat armrest, the purple cloud-patterned robe of the Purple Mist Sacred Land core disciple shimmered under the Spirit Lamp.

”The Purple Mist Sacred Land sure has deep pockets.”

A light chuckle came from a private seat on the second floor, Young Master Qin playing with the Jade Fan in his hand.

”Eight Low-grade Spirit Stones, and one Sixth Grade ’Profound Yin Body Tempering Pill’.”

The auctioneer Chu Qianxuan’s eyes brightened.

”Young Master Qin offers eight Low-grade Spirit Stones and one Sixth Grade Spirit Pill! Anyone offering higher?”

The hall erupted into hushed whispers. A Sixth Grade Spirit Pill on the market is worth at least two Low-grade Spirit Stones; this bid already exceeds Liu Suciang’s offer.

Liu Suciang’s lips curled slightly as he unhurriedly raised his hand.

”Nine Low-grade Spirit Stones, two Sixth Grade Spirit Pills.”

”Hiss—”

Sounds of sharp inhalation rose from the audience.

This bid already exceeded the market value of the Nine Desolate Horned Rhinoceros heart by thirty percent.

Young Master Qin’s expression changed slightly, turning to Tie San beside him.

”Father mentioned that this heart is crucial to our Qin Family.”

Tie San spoke softly.

”Young Master, the Family Head indeed instructed that we mustn’t spare any expense...”

Young Master Qin stood abruptly.

”Eight Low-grade Spirit Stones, two Sixth Grade Spirit Pills, plus ten top-grade Xuan Rank Spiritual Artifacts!”

The room erupted in commotion.

”Ten top-grade Xuan Rank Spiritual Artifacts? That’s equivalent to twenty Low-grade Spirit Stones!”

”The Qin Family has gone mad! For just a Demon Beast heart?”

”What do you know? The Nine Desolate Horned Rhinoceros heart is the primary material for crafting the ’Nine-Revolution Golden Pill,’ said to help one break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck!”

Liu Suciang’s previously composed expression finally showed a hint of fluctuation.

He squinted towards Young Master Qin’s direction, their gazes meeting in the air as if sparks were flying.

”Liu Su...”

The disciples of the Purple Mist Sacred Land beside him whispered.

”This bid has already exceeded expectations too much; we...”

Liu Suciang raised his hand to stop his fellow sect member’s words, slowly retrieving an item from his Storage Ring.

It was a small, completely green sword, merely three inches long, yet emitting a chilling pressure. Once drawn, the entire auction hall’s spiritual energy seemed to freeze.

”Earth Rank Low-grade Spiritual Artifact, ’Bixiao Sword.’”

Liu Suciang’s voice was not loud, yet it instantly silenced the entire hall.

”Used to bid.”

”What?!”

Young Master Qin clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Chu Qianxuan’s voice even trembled.