Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation

Chapter 570: Special Item (2)

“Ladies and gentlemen…” Her voice spread through the enormous hall, clear and powerful.

“The next item is something that rarely appears in public auctions.”

She paused briefly, her eyes sweeping across the audience, heightening the anticipation even further.

“A Earth Grade Spiritual Beast Pouch.”

The moment the words left her mouth, a murmur instantly spread throughout the audience, a buzz that quickly grew louder. Some people widened their eyes, their expressions shifting between surprise and greed.

Others leaned forward, as if doing so would give them a better view of the item. Even several cultivators inside the VIP rooms showed interest, their eyes narrowing as they evaluated the pouch.

The auctioneer continued, her voice maintaining its authoritative tone.

“Unlike ordinary spiritual pouches, which can barely keep an animal alive for a few hours, this treasure is not merely designed to temporarily store living creatures.”

She slowly rotated the pouch between her fingers, allowing everyone to see its details. Silver runes hidden beneath the black leather began to glow softly, forming a complex pattern that seemed to dance beneath the light.

“Its interior contains a stabilized dimension refined exclusively to accommodate spiritual beasts. It is not an empty space, it is a living environment, designed for the well-being of any creature that resides within.”

As she spoke, an illusory projection appeared above the pouch, a three-dimensional image floating through the air like a materialized dream. A small verdant valley could be seen, with fields of soft grass, a crystal-clear stream winding between polished stones, and ancient trees whose canopies formed a protective shelter. Tiny currents of Qi flowed throughout the landscape, visible as strands of golden light.

The sounds of birds echoed through the illusion, creating an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

“The internal temperature automatically adjusts to the needs of the creature. Whether it is an ice beast or a desert beast, the environment will adapt accordingly.”

The scenery shifted before the eyes of the crowd. A snow-covered region appeared, filled with frozen mountains and icy winds. Moments later, it transformed into a scorching desert, with golden dunes beneath a blazing sun. Then came a lush forest, overflowing with dense vegetation and humid air. The projection demonstrated the item’s versatility, its ability to transform itself to meet the needs of any spiritual beast.

“The density of Qi is also continuously regulated. The interior of the pouch is not merely a space, it is a cultivation environment where a beast can continue growing stronger even while stored inside.”

The projection returned to the original valley, now displaying even more detail. Small animals ran through the fields, birds flew between the trees, and the stream shimmered beneath a gentle light.

“In addition, there is a constant circulation of spiritual energy, ample room for movement, and formations that prevent stress or damage to the beast’s cultivation. The beast does not merely survive inside the pouch, it thrives.”

The crowd immediately began discussing it again, their voices rising with excitement.

An elderly cultivator shook his head, his eyes filled with admiration.

“It truly is an excellent treasure…”

Another responded immediately, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

“Excellent? This is every Beast Master’s dream. A pouch like this could be worth more than many cultivation techniques.”

The auctioneer smiled, clearly pleased with the audience’s reaction.

“It can accommodate everything from low-grade spiritual beasts to medium-sized creatures for extended periods without causing any harm to their growth. Some masters even report that their beasts become stronger while inside the pouch, thanks to its perfectly optimized environment.”

She slowly closed the box, the sound of metal echoing throughout the hall.

“Items like this almost never reach the market. Most remain in the hands of ancient families, great sects, or beast-taming specialists. This is a rare opportunity.”

Her voice became firm and professional.

“The starting bid…” She slowly swept her gaze across the audience, her eyes passing over the eager faces.

“One hundred and fifty thousand medium-grade spirit stones.”

Almost immediately, the bids began, a flood of voices overlapping one another.

“One hundred and sixty thousand!”

“One hundred and eighty!”

“Two hundred thousand!”

“Two hundred and ten!”

“Two hundred and thirty!”

The numbers rose rapidly, each bid bolder than the last. The competition was fierce, and the excitement in the air was palpable.

Inside the private room, Gao Ziyue watched the bidding with interest, her eyes scanning the restless crowd below.

“A Spiritual Beast Pouch…” She smiled faintly, recognizing the item’s quality.

“It’s been quite some time since I’ve seen one of this quality being auctioned. The ones that appear on the market are usually of much lower grade.”

She turned toward Kyrian, intending to comment on the item. That was when she noticed something.

For the first time since the auction had begun, since they had entered that room, he was genuinely paying attention to an item. His violet eyes remained fixed on the pouch, following every movement of the auctioneer, every detail of the projection.

His expression remained calm, as always, but there was a clear spark of interest in his eyes, a level of focus that had been absent during all the previous items.

She smiled, a smile meant more for herself than for him.

“You like it?”

Kyrian took a few seconds before answering, his eyes still fixed on the stage where the pouch was being displayed.

“Yes. I think it would be useful.”

“Useful?” She raised an eyebrow, curious.

“What for?”

He nodded, his eyes still following the escalating bids.

“Whenever I enter a new city, I have to leave my Winged Horse in the spiritual stables. It’s a limitation, especially when I travel to places that don’t have proper stables.”

He looked back at the stage, where the pouch gleamed beneath the lights.

“With this pouch, I could take him with me wherever I go. I wouldn’t have to worry about finding shelter for him or leaving him behind anymore.”

He paused briefly, his gaze becoming thoughtful.

“And in the future, if I happen to obtain other spiritual beasts during my travels…” A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“It will also be very convenient to have a suitable place for them.”

Gao Ziyue nodded in agreement. It was perfectly logical, practical reasoning, exactly the way Kyrian always thought.

“So, are you planning to buy it?”

Kyrian did not answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed on the auction, watching the fierce bidding unfold.

The offers continued climbing as the competition intensified.

Two hundred and twenty thousand. Two hundred and forty thousand. Two hundred and fifty thousand.

A brief pause followed, a moment of hesitation among the bidders. The price was becoming quite high, and some were beginning to reconsider their interest.

At that moment, Kyrian spoke calmly, his voice as tranquil as if he were commenting on the weather.

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