Jiutian City's auction is held once every month, and the standard is average. At the same time, it is held once every three years, and the standard is much higher.

As for the top auction held once in a century, the standards are even higher.

Ximen Changqing and Pan Yulian were quite lucky. They caught up with the auction held every three years, and the specifications were neither high nor low.

An auction with too low a standard will have fewer good items, while an auction with a high standard once in a hundred years will attract too many powerful people, including Holy Land disciples.

Because Jiutian City was jointly established by the nine Yuanying sects, the auction specifications were at the Yuanying level, and most of the auction items were third- and fourth-level spiritual objects.

The monthly auction is the responsibility of the nine major sects in turn, while the triennial auction is the responsibility of the nine major sects.

The auction house in Jiutian City is tall and gorgeous, and can accommodate the participation of tens of thousands of monks.

"Brother Qing, the auction that happens every three years must have the spiritual materials we need!"

Pan Yulian took out a dozen bottles of elixirs and handed them to Ximen Changqing.

"I hope so! Let's go and ask!"

Ximen Changqing walked to the auction house, and a seventh-level elixir-forming monk quickly came over to receive him.

"Senior, how can I help you?"

"Can you tell me in advance what spiritual objects are included in this auction?"

Ximen Changqing took out a high-grade spiritual stone and handed it to the monk.

"I don't dare, I don't dare. You're too polite, senior."

The seventh-level pill-forming monk did not dare to take advantage of it, and said hurriedly: "Senior, only a few elders of the nine major sects know about the spiritual objects in the auction, and they will never inform outsiders!"

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"Oh! So that's it. Can I put the spiritual objects on my body up for auction?"

Ximen Changqing is not surprised. In many auctions, the spiritual objects auctioned will not be made public, or in other words, only a small number of spiritual objects will be made public to attract participants.

"Of course you can, but if the senior's spiritual objects are successfully auctioned, the auction house will charge a 10% handling fee!"

"The 10% handling fee is so high?"

Ximen Changqing was undecided. All the auctions he encountered before had a handling fee of 5%. The auction in Jiutian City was so dark that they actually charged 10%, which was 10%.

"Senior, the handling fee is a bit high, but our Jiutian City Auction House has a very high reputation and will never do anything to harm our customers.

The customer's information will never be leaked. If the transaction is successful, you can leave from the teleportation array at any time. You can gain peace of mind at our auction house."

Hearing this, Ximen Changqing nodded, and went with the monk to the auction office nearby to register the spiritual objects for auction.

"One hundred dragon scale fruits!"

"One hundred thousand-year-old wood spirit flowers!"

"One hundred golden nuts!"

"One hundred thousand-year-old purple ginseng plants!"

"One hundred thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng plants!"

"Thousand-year-old flame grass, one hundred plants!"

"Three thousand blood dragon flowers, six flowers!"

"Ten Infant Transformation Pills!"

"Thirty Guyuan Pills!"

"Fifty Peiying Pills!"

"Fifty Infant Strengthening Pills!"

"The fourth-order low-grade Vajra thick earth formation!"

"Fourth level low-grade flame demon-destroying array!"

"Low-grade spiritual treasure, Qingfeng Flying Sword!"

"Low-grade spiritual treasure, a giant hammer that regrets the sky!"

"..."

The fifth-level alchemy monk in charge of registration was dumbfounded for a moment.

He has never encountered such a wealthy monk who sent so many spiritual objects in one go, and his level was not low.

"Senior, do you really want to send and photograph so many spiritual objects?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?"

"Of course. This junior has never seen so many high-quality spiritual objects and was temporarily distracted. I'll leave it to the seniors!"

The fifth-level monk of Danjie is a monk of Tianxie Sect. While handling business, he secretly passed the news to his master, a powerful fifth-level Nascent Soul practitioner.

"Senior, it's all done. This is a VIP token. You don't have to pay the entrance fee to participate in the auction. Please keep it!"

"Thanks!"

Ximen Changqing took the VIP token and left with Pan Yulian.

The auction will take another day, and they need to find an inn to take a rest.

Taking out so many spiritual objects this time is indeed a bit risky, but the auction standards in Jiutian City are too high, and you may encounter many rare spiritual objects that are rare but not sought after.

The spiritual stones in his hand may not be enough to take pictures of so many rare spiritual objects. It is also a good idea to take out the endless spiritual objects and replace them with spiritual stones.

As for people who have wrong ideas, Ximen Changqing is not afraid. With so many trump cards in his hand, how can he still be afraid of a mere junior?

As long as the ancestor of the God Transformation doesn't take action, he will definitely be able to escape.

"Tiandao Inn, this is it."

Ximen Changqing and Pan Yulian chose the inn opened by Tiandaozong and stayed in it with confidence.

——

In the Tianxie Sect Spiritual Medicine Building, a fifth-level Nascent Soul monk with a cold face was frowning and thinking about something.

He is the elder of the Tianxie Sect, Ding Qiufeng, a monk with an arrogant and cold personality who is very unkind to others.

"Master, my apprentice is back!"

The fifth-level Nascent Soul monk who had previously received Ximen Changqing bowed respectfully.

"Feng'er, please tell me again the content of the summons just now!"

Ding Qiufeng asked.

After hearing this, Ding Feng explained the whole story in detail, which was even more detailed than the content of the summons.

"Hiss! Where does this guy come from? He actually has so many high-level resources. He even has three thousand years of blood dragon flowers, and there are six more.

It has been 500 years since I received the sect’s elixir garden. Today, there is only one 2500-year-old blood dragon flower seedling. It is still 500 years away from maturity in 3000 years.

You also know that the core elixir of our Tianxie Sect’s most precious Blood Dragon Pill is the Blood Dragon Flower, which must have been fully matured for three thousand years.

Due to the lack of mature Blood Dragon Flowers in the sect, the Blood Dragon Pill has not been refined for eight hundred years.

Now, there are only six Blood Dragon Pills in the sect's warehouse. If the sect is in crisis a few more times, I'm afraid they will all be exhausted."

Ding Qiufeng sighed with a look of greed on his eyes.

This Blood Dragon Pill is the most precious treasure of the Tianxie Sect. After taking it, the monk's strength can temporarily increase to a medium level.

For example, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, after taking the Blood Dragon Pill, will have the strength of the middle stage of Yuanying within two hours.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After taking it, monks in the middle stage of Yuanying will have the strength of the late stage of Yuanying. If monks in the late stage of Yuanying take it, they will have the strength of the Great Perfection of Yuanying.

Even half-step into becoming a god.

Of course, taking the Blood Dragon Pill will cause considerable damage to the monk's body. Once the effect of the drug wears off, it will take about thirty years to heal.

But when the sect is facing a catastrophe, who can care about these things? The only way to survive is to survive.

The Tianxie Sect has also encountered many crises of annihilation. Each time, many strong men in the late Yuan Ying stage of the sect swallowed the Blood Dragon Pill.

At most, he has half the strength to become a god, so he can kill incoming enemies and protect the safety of the sect.

The first leader of the Tianxie Sect even relied on the Blood Dragon Pill to kill three fourth-level peak monsters, resolving the chaos of monsters in one fell swoop and allowing the Tianxie Sect to gain a firm foundation.

"Master, our Tianxie Sect is determined to get these three thousand years of Blood Dragon Flower, and we will never let others take it away!"

Ding Feng also understands the importance of Blood Dragon Flower to Tianxie Sect. These six three-thousand-year-old spirit flowers are what Tianxie Sect is determined to obtain.

It is very difficult to cultivate this blood dragon flower. It is easy to get sick and will wither if not taken care of well.

The maturity period of three thousand years is also very tiring. As long as it is not mature yet, there is a possibility of getting sick and dying.

In order to take care of the Blood Dragon Flower, generations of monks from the Tianxie Sect have definitely put in a lot of sweat.

But even so, most of the Blood Dragon Flowers still withered before they matured, causing Tianxie Sect Ling Zhihu to suffer greatly.

The most serious one occurred two thousand years ago. That crisis directly caused all the blood dragon flowers to become infected with the disease, and only one five-hundred-year-old blood dragon flower survived.

This directly resulted in the Tianxie Sect's Blood Dragon Pill being no longer able to be refined normally. In the past two thousand years, it has only been used in stock.
To be continued...