Chapter 937: Chapter 935: Immaculate Spirit Wood

Mo Yuanfeng led Lu Xuan into a magnificent palace.

Inside the palace was a world of its own, where countless cultivators from the Whole Sky Realm converged, yet it didn’t feel crowded.

“Each sect’s cultivators have their own private space, undisturbed by other cultivators and unseen by others.”

“Junior Brother Lu, follow me to see Uncle-Master Huan Zhen and Junior Brother Wan among others.”

A faint white charm appeared between Mo Yuanfeng’s fingertips. With a flash of spiritual light, a spatial crack opened in the air of the palace, and the two flew in.

When they landed, they had arrived at a quiet house.

The house had no solid walls on its four sides, but rather four walls of spiritual energy, flickering between light and darkness. Passing spiritual sense through them only gave a vague sense of the outside, obscuring all else, making it difficult to discern, and naturally shielded from prying eyes.

“Lu Xuan pays respects to Uncle-Master.”

Lu Xuan first gave a respectful salute to Jian Huanzhen, who sat in the center.

Then he greeted Wan Chong, Zhou Chao, and the three others behind him.

“Disciple Lu, please take a seat.”

Jian Huanzhen revealed a smile.

Lu Xuan casually found a wooden chair and sat down.

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“Nephew Disciple, after the auction is over, prepare to go with us to the Dongxuan Sword Sect, how about that?”

Jian Huanzhen asked gently.

“I’ll follow Uncle-Master’s arrangements.”

Lu Xuan replied, bowing.

Having chosen to return to the Sword Sect, it was natural for him to visit there to deal with related affairs first, and after formally entering the Huanzhen Sword Peak, he would then freely choose his future life.

With the promise from Jian Huanzhen made earlier, he remained relatively free.

“Good.”

Jian Huanzhen said with a smile, appearing to be in a very good mood.

“I heard from Nephew Disciple Ge that you’re utterly obsessed with spirit plants and enjoy collecting various rare spiritual seeds.”

“If any good high-grade spirit seeds appear at the auction, I will bid for them and give them to you.”

“This… is too valuable. I am unworthy, Uncle-Master.”

Lu Xuan was startled upon hearing this.

The True Sword Master of the Sword Sect seemed to be too generous.

First, he had given him a Seventh Grade Sword Talisman, and now he wanted to bid for high-grade spirit seeds for him.

If Lu Xuan had not been convinced that he was appreciated for his improvements of the Sword Grass Sword Gourd and the two types of Fifth Grade Sword Symbols, he might have thought there were other motives.

“Uncle-Master, Junior Brother Lu is indeed a rare logistical talent, but you’re being too biased. This could affect the feelings among us brothers,” interjected Mo Yuanfeng with a sour tone. Wan Chong and the others, even though silent, all had looks of envy in their eyes.

“If you could research a new variety of Fourth Grade Sword Grass, produce Fourth Grade Sword Symbols of great benefit to the disciples of the Sword Sect, and brew a large amount of Fifth Grade True Sword Liquid, offering up two new types of Fifth Grade Sword Talisman…

Not to mention Seventh Grade spiritual seeds, even if you want a Middle Rank Magical Treasure or Divine Skills, the Sword Sect would go out of its way to satisfy your requests.”

Jian Huanzhen chuckled softly.

“Well, it seems I only have to admire Junior Brother Lu’s fortune,” said Mo Yuanfeng helplessly.

However, his interjection had caused the enviable looks in Wan Chong and the others’ eyes to dissipate, restoring a sense of balance in their hearts.

The group chatted casually, and Lu Xuan took this opportunity to learn much information about the Sword Sect.

Suddenly, a resounding bell rang in everyone’s ears, echoing for a long time before settling.

“Fellow Daoists, thank you for waiting; the auction will start soon.”

The room surged with spiritual light, and a curtain of water appeared before everyone.

Behind the veil of water, a crane-haired yet youthful-faced elder floated in the air, surrounded by myriads of treasure lights that dazzled every “Cultivator” and left them yearning to possess them all.

“Welcome, fellow Daoists, to the final session of the All-Spirit Assembly. The rules of this auction are quite simple…” the elder’s frail voice steadily resonated in everyone’s ears.

He briefly outlined the prohibited activities of the auction, the bidding process, and the transaction of funds and goods…

“The first auction item is a wisp of Seventh Grade Fire of Tushita Heaven, which is said to come from the legendary Doushuai Temple. The starting bid is 1.8 million Low-grade Spirit Stones, with each bid increment no less than 20,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

“Let the bidding begin!”

With a single gesture from the elder’s hand, a beam of treasure light shot out, and a pure white flame that seemed to burn in the heart of every “Cultivator” appeared in his palm.

Before Lu Xuan could take a closer look, various voices started bidding around him.

“Two million!”

“Two million one hundred thousand!”

…

In the end, the wisp of Fire of Tushita Heaven was successfully acquired by a Primordial Infant True Monarch for 4.3 million.

“The second auction item is…”

One by one, treasures were shot out from the river of light beside the elder, each extremely rare and of no less than Fifth Rank, with Seventh Grade items occasionally making an appearance, inciting a frenzy among the numerous “Cultivators”.

Alas, most of the treasures were common items like Magic Artifacts, Elixirs, Charms, and Spiritual Medicine, and even after a long wait, the Spiritual Seeds that Lu Xuan anticipated did not appear.

“The next item up for auction is an extremely rare and special Seventh Grade Spirit Seed named Immaculate Spirit Wood.”

Suddenly, the elder’s words sent a surge of excitement through Lu Xuan.

A flash of treasure light streaked to the elder, and as the spiritual light faded, an extraordinary Spirit Seed appeared in the water screen.

The Seed was transparent, and upon closer inspection, it astonishingly reflected the elder’s Divine Soul and flesh–every detail vivid, complete, and flawless.

“The Immaculate Spirit Wood requires very special conditions to mature; it needs to be nurtured with the “Cultivator”‘s mind, vitality, and life force. Once mature, the produced Spirit Wood is naturally attuned to the “Cultivator” who cultivated it. After refining it, the “Cultivator” can obtain an Immaculate Spirit Body, thereby enhancing their innate qualities and significantly increasing the speed at which they absorb and transform Spiritual Energy.”

“For those “Cultivators” with average talents, the Immaculate Spirit Wood is of invaluable significance.”

“The starting bid is one million Low-grade Spirit Stones, with each increment no less than 10,000. Let the bidding begin!”

“One million and eighty thousand!”

“One million one hundred and fifty thousand!”

…

The rare Seventh Grade Spirit Seed sparked the interest of many “Cultivators”, with constant calls of bids filling the air.

“Disciple Lu, I remember that you are of moderate to high talent, right?”

“That’s right, Uncle-Master, you flatter me.”

Lu Xuan nodded, acknowledging that his Spiritual Constitution would have been of the lowest level if not for treasures like the Glazed Red Phoenix Bone to enhance it.

“This Immaculate Spirit Wood would be useful for you, and since you enjoy cultivating various special and rare Spirit Plants, I shall purchase it for you.”

Jian Huanzhen spoke with a generous and determined air, as if millions of Spirit Stones meant no more to him than dust.

“Two million one hundred and sixteen thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

As the bidding slowly climbed to 2.06 million, he added a straight one hundred thousand, a clear indication of his resolve.

Then, with increments of one hundred thousand each time, he successfully bid for the Immaculate Spirit Wood Seed at 2.4 million Low-grade Spirit Stones.

“Thank you so much, True Return Uncle-Master!!”

Lu Xuan’s eyes shimmered with gratitude, and his sense of belonging to the yet-to-be-entered Huanzhen Sword Peak surged immensely.

“I had never imagined that obtaining a rare Seventh Grade Spirit Seed would be so effortless!”

He was deeply moved, holding Jian Huanzhen’s kindness close to his heart.

Perhaps to someone of Jian Huanzhen’s standing, the Sect’s Sword Master with a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation Level, this Spirit Seed was not seen as a treasured item, but for Lu Xuan, its significance was extraordinary.

Adding up the award of the Light Cluster obtained upon the maturity of the Spirit Wood, that could be described as a treasure beyond price.