?Chapter 951: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasure Chapter 948 Hei Jin Chapter 951: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasure Chapter 948 Hei Jin Han Li sat in a secluded corner of the grand hall, casting an indifferent gaze towards the center over a hundred yards away.


    A middle-aged man clad in black robes stood there, cradling a light yellow crystal stone, giving a simple introduction to the item.


    “Ginger Yellow Crystal, found in the Western Desert of the Southern Border, can only be discovered in sand over a thousand feet deep.


    Unbelievably hard in nature and capable of holding a vast amount of Earth Attribute Spiritual Energy, it is an exceptional material for the refinement of Daoist paper talismans made for Earth control.


    The starting bid for this item is 8,000 spirit stones, and each increase must be no less than 1,000.” The cultivator responsible for conducting the auction was a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator.


    His voice was measured and unhurried, devoid of any exaggerated rhetoric.


    However, this was quite normal.


    If a low-level cultivator had hundreds of Nascent Soul experts observing them at the same time, the immense and invisible pressure would be enough to make them lose their composure, rendering them unable to speak.


    Han Li carefully sensed the auctioneer’s cultivation and found that he was at the peak of the mid Nascent Soul stage.


    In the absence of any late Nascent Soul cultivators at the auction, he was indeed the highest-ranked cultivator present; thus, presiding over this auction, it was unlikely anyone would dare to cause trouble.


    The Ginger Yellow Crystal, though a decent material for crafting Earth Attribute Daoist paper talismans, didn’t excite a fervent bidding war.


    Only three or four individuals placed bids, and in the end, an unknown cultivator secured it for 12,000 spirit stones.


    The following lots were auctioned off in a similarly tepid manner.


    Han Li, sitting on his chair and watching all this, maintained an exceptionally calm demeanor, wholly unsurprised.


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    This auction was set to last several days, and naturally, the items presented on the first day wouldn’t be too extraordinary.


    While these materials might be relatively rare even to an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, with enough time one could collect the same outside of the auction hall.


    Therefore, most of the people present in the hall, except those who truly needed these items, were not eager to compete for them.


    However, by the end of the day, a few impressive items would still emerge to pique everyone’s interest in attending the second day of the auction.


    Thinking this, Han Li naturally didn’t focus on the auction itself but lazily kept an eye on the numerous Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall, who represented various powers of the Great Jin, from both the righteous and the demonic sects.


    What particularly caught his eye were three shiny-headed monks sitting in the middle of the grand hall.


    These three monks, one skin and bones, another chubby-faced, and the last one with an amiable expression and a white beard, were all dressed in gray robes with their heads bowed, the very picture of enlightened ascetics.


    This was Han Li’s first encounter with high-level Buddhist cultivators, so he couldn’t help but give them an extra glance.


    The eldest-looking monk in the center immediately turned towards Han Li’s direction with an intuitive glance.


    Even though his gaze was gentle and warm, Han Li still felt a chill in his heart.


    Such keen Divine Sense; the Buddhist sects indeed had some ‘Ghost Sect’ methods to compete with the Daoist and Confucian schools within the Great Jin.


    Wishing not to unintentionally provoke hostility, Han Li immediately withdrew his Divine Sense and put on an unconcerned expression.


    The old monk’s gaze lingered on Han Li briefly before resuming his previous demeanor without change.


    Aside from these monks, others in the great hall had diverse and peculiar appearances.


    Han Li silently consulted his knowledge of the various powers within the Great Jin and verified them one by one, trying his best to remember these individuals.


    They might prove useful in the future.


    With each item passingly auctioned off, time also ticked away.


    As Han Li had anticipated, near the end, a few rare treasures began to emerge, instantly stirring up the previously calm cultivators.


    Several items sparked fierce competition and sold for astonishingly high prices, heating up the atmosphere significantly.


    After all, Nascent Soul experts were not likely to care about spending a few extra spirit stones for what they needed.


    Otherwise, if they missed this opportunity, finding these items themselves could take an unpredictable amount of time.


    “Hei Jin, weighing three jin and four liang.


    A rare material for Artifact Refining, with a starting bid of 30,000 spirit stones.


    Each increase must not be less than 2,000.” The rarer the treasure, the more succinctly the auctioneer explained.


    At that moment, he held up a jade plate containing an enigmatic metal that looked like ink but flickered with golden glints.


    Han Li, who had been smiling faintly, suddenly tensed at this announcement, a look of delight flashing in his eyes.


    Such needed material had appeared so soon, which was beyond his expectations.


    He had been searching for Hei Jin for quite a while and had not been able to acquire it.


    “36,000,”


    “40,000,”


    “45,500 spirit stones,”


    …


    Hei Jin had quite the reputation, and many knowledgeable people were present.


    Before Han Li could bid, several high prices had already been called out from the auction stage.


    Han Li frowned slightly, but he didn’t rush to make a bid.


    Since he was determined to obtain the item, it was best to wait until the bidding reached its peak before joining the fray.


    When the piece of Hei Jin reached a high price of 60,000 spirit stones by an unknown cultivator, the other bidders who had been closely following suddenly stopped.


    “65,000.”


    Han Li touched the jade medallion in front of him and, as a flash of light passed over it, he called out a price.


    “67,000 spirit stones.” The other party seemed to genuinely need the item and hesitated before offering a higher bid than Han Li.


    “70,000,” Han Li declared emotionlessly.


    This time, the bidding cultivator fell silent.


    Although Hei Jin was precious, a bid of 70,000 spirit stones was quite high, and he abruptly decided to give up.


    Han Li saw this, and with a slight smile,


    the middle-aged cultivator hosting the auction was quite pleased with the high price this item fetched, but still repeated the price twice out of habit.


    Just when he was about to confirm the sale after the third call, an indifferent voice with a new bid suddenly came through.


    “Seventy-five thousand.”


    Han Li and the auctioneer were taken aback, as were most of the cultivators present at the auction.


    “Eighty thousand.”


    Han Li quickly regained his composure and, without giving it another thought, blurted out his bid.


    “Eighty-two thousand,” the bidder said unflinchingly with another offer.


    This person was seemingly as determined to acquire the item as Han Li, appearing hell-bent on obtaining it.


    This time, not only did Han Li’s expression subtly change, but other cultivators couldn’t help but turn their gazes in that direction.


    Where the crowd looked, toward the back of the hall, sat a cultivator enshrouded in pale black mist, sitting quietly.


    His true face was invisible, but the faintly visible garments suggested he was an elder.


    Han Li was puzzled but had no intention of engaging in a drawn-out bidding war.


    With a darkened expression, he suddenly announced a price that sent a shock through the hearts of all the cultivators present.


    “One hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones.”


    At this price, the faces of the other cultivators in the hall bore strange expressions.


    This amount of spirit stones could buy a decent ancient treasure, utterly surpassing the normal price of Hei Jin.


    After a commotion, many cultivators couldn’t help but glance toward Han Li.


    However, Han Li, who had changed his appearance, just looked like a sickly, yellow-faced cultivator, naturally unrecognizable to anyone.


    Han Li paid no mind to the others, keeping a watchful eye on every movement of the elder shrouded in black mist.


    Upon hearing such a high bid, the elder was visibly taken aback.


    If possible, he would have offered an even higher price to compete with Han Li for the Hei Jin.


    However, according to his information, another more important material was expected to appear later.


    If he spent so many spirit stones now, he wasn’t certain he could secure the other material.


    Such a loss would be even greater.


    Besides, seeing that the other party had raised the price to such a lofty sum all at once, it was clear that he would not easily back down.


    After some internal calculation, the elder ultimately did not bid again.


    Thus, the material eventually fell into Han Li’s hands.


    However, this had naturally drawn the attention of certain intentional observers to both Han Li and the elder.


    But Han Li was alright.


    He just sat in his chair, resting with his eyes closed, as if, having acquired the Hei Jin, he had no more interest in the other items.


    But that elder, on a more rare material called “Separation Fire Sand,” engaged in a fierce competition with a large group of cultivators eyeing the material and astonishingly secured it with a high bid of over two hundred thousand.


    The elder’s generous spending naturally drew more attention.


    This was not to say the elder spent the most spirit stones at the auction.


    The high-grade ancient treasures and medicinal pills that enhance cultivation, auctioned at the end, each fetched nearly two or three hundred thousand.


    But spending over two hundred thousand just on a material for Artifact Refining did set the imagination running and was not something an ordinary cultivator would do.


    After the first day of the auction, Han Li blended into the crowd and left the auction site, but at the city market’s exit, those few Yin Sifting Sect cultivators had already vanished without a trace, seemingly having given up hope.


    Han Li smiled nonchalantly and leisurely left the market, heading towards his residence.


    What Han Li didn’t know was that after leaving the city market, the elder shrouded in black mist quietly appeared in an inconspicuous civilian house in Jinjing.


    A black-hat old man from the Ye Clan was waiting for him in one of the rooms.


    Upon seeing the black-hat old man, the one who had attended the auction handed over the “Separation Fire Sand” he had bought without a word.


    “I already know about the Hei Jin affair.


    Thank you, Daoist Gao, for making the trip.


    I didn’t expect someone to bid such a high price for the item; otherwise, I would have advised you to bring more spirit stones.


    Thankfully, Hei Jin is available for exchange at the underground auction taking place in a few days, which would have been troublesome otherwise.


    I’ve already found out about the trade, and I have prepared everything for you.


    I’ll have to trouble you to make another trip there,” said the black-hat old man with a smile, taking the material.


    “Hehe, Brother Yun Yi has truly given me too many spirit stones this time.


    I’m afraid I might not be able to hold onto them all.


    This was just an accident; with the spirit stones prepared in advance, we had more than enough.


    I will certainly attend the underground trading session in a few days,” replied the elder Gao with a dry laugh.


    “Daoist Gao’s workmanship is always reliable to me.


    This is the Spirit Pill I’ve prepared for you; once this matter is concluded, the number of pills will double,” said the black-hat old man with satisfaction, nodding as he pulled out a jade box from his storage pouch and handed it over.


    “Great!


    With such trust, I will certainly do my utmost in these next few days.” Elder Gao checked the Spirit Pills in the box, nodded in satisfaction, then took a storage pouch filled with spirit stones and a jade slip detailing the materials needing bidding on the next day from the black-hat old man before bidding farewell.


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