Chapter 448: A Strange Rhythm

Wen Xinzhao whispered apologetically, “Fellow Daoist Su, I have no means of repairing a damaged weapon spirit, so this time… I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

Just now, she sensed that Su Yi was interested in the beast skin scroll, and she initially planned to help him acquire it.

Who’d have thought the requirements for this auction were so stringent?

“But rest assured. If you’re interested in any of the treasures auctioned down the line, so long as money is enough to resolve the problem, I’ll help even if it means emptying my purse.” Wen Xinzhao’s voice was soft, while her beautiful countenance was firm.

This unmatched beauty had always been proud, but now, facing Su Yi, her mannerism and bearing were both gentle and considerate.

Watching this made the nearby Huo Yunsheng feel increasingly stifled, and his heart ached. He longed to draw his saber and stab Su Yi to death!

Even Zhang Yuntao, Qian Tianlong, Ren Youyou, and Sun Feng felt waves course through their hearts. Back at Cloudsky Divine Palace, they’d never seen Wen Xinzhao act so friendly, gentle, and considerate with a man.

Su Yi shook his head. “This is a trivial matter.”

Suddenly, he ordered Yuan Heng, “Bet on that beast-skin scroll for me.”

Wen Xinzhao was stunned, and the others' hearts shook. Su Yi actually has a method to repair a damaged weapon spirit!?

Up on the jade platform, when the long-robed Xiang Yong saw that a long time passed with no response, he couldn’t help but sigh. “In that case, we’ll go ahead and auction off the next ancient treasure.”

However, it was then that a deep voice rang out. “Wait a moment. My master shall purchase that beast-skin scroll.”

This declaration threw the entire venue into uproar.

“There’s actually someone here who knows how to repair a damaged weapon spirit?”

“The voice came from Cloudsky Divine Palace’s private room; they wouldn’t lie about that.”

“So, it was an expert of Cloudsky Divine Palace who bid. No wonder…”

Voices rang out on all sides.

“Cloudsky Divine Palace actually has such a method? Why have I never heard such a thing?” the old woman asked in confusion.

Gu Cangning’s expression turned strange. “Granny, you’re wrong. The bidder isn’t a member of Cloudsky Divine Palace; it’s Su Yi!”

He recognized Yuan Heng’s voice, and he knew that Su Yi was Yuan Heng’s master!

“It’s him?” The old woman couldn’t help but feel surprised.

“I said it earlier, but Su Yi’s origins aren’t the least bit ordinary. The only thing that confuses me is why he’d be interested in an incomplete Spirit Dao legacy,” Gu Cangning pondered out loud.

The simply-dressed Lan Shang suddenly interjected, “Could it be that he’s interested in the beast-skin scroll itself? After all, it survived thirty thousand years of erosion, and it’s still in such good shape. It’s surely no ordinary item.”

Gu Cangning’s gaze was suddenly serious. “That must be it!”

The old woman’s eyes flashed with traces of imposing silver light, and she examined the scroll once more.

Moments later, she grimaced. “Indeed, the scroll isn’t simple. I committed an error in judgment earlier. I focused on the legacy inscribed on it, ignoring the skin itself.”

Gu Cangning couldn’t help but ask, “Granny, where did the beast skin come from?”

The old woman said, “That pelt looks like it’s made out of Void-Swallowing Spirit Beast skin.”

A Void-Swallowing Spirit Beast!

Gu Cangning gasped.

He was naturally well aware of how terrifying those unparalleled vicious beasts were.

“Su Yi really isn’t simple. He’s only in the Grain Avoidance Realm, but he doesn’t just know a secret method for restoring a damaged weapon spirit; it seems he even recognized that beast skin’s origins,” sighed the old woman.

As they conversed, a servant entered the private room Su Yi was seated in and accepted a jade slip in which Su Yi carved a method for repairing a damaged weapon spirit.

Before long, the servant returned with the beast skin scroll and said courteously, “Congratulations, Your Excellency! The treasure’s owner was pleased with the method you offered!” 

Wen Xinzhao’s eyes lit up, flowing with radiant light. 

Huo Yunsheng, Zhang Yuntao, and the others looked at each other. Their hearts shook; this was unquestionable proof that Su Yi really did possess such a secret method. Otherwise, how could he possibly have obtained the beast-skin scroll?”

“Wah, Big Brother Su Yi, aren’t you a bit too amazing?” Qing Ya whooped for joy; she never tried to hide her delight.

When he saw that Bai Wenqing looked stunned, Yuan Heng’s heart swelled with indescribable pride, and he transmitted, “Miss Bai, you needn’t be so surprised over something so small. To my master, something like this isn’t even worth mentioning.”

Bai Wenqing was nonetheless dazed. Everyone in attendance is an elite, yet they could only gaze upon that treasure from afar. Only His Excellency Su Yi could obtain it, and he did so with such ease. How can you say that ‘isn’t even worth mentioning’?

“Fellow Daoist Su, why did you set your sights on an incomplete Spirit Dao method like this?” Wen Xinzhao couldn’t help but ask.

The others pricked up their ears as well.

Su Yi picked up the beast-skin scroll, examined it, then said, “It’s the Void-Swallowing Spirit Beast skin that I really set my sights on. Although its divinity has long since been frittered away, there are still traces of the Grand Dao within the pelt. Their value far exceeds an incomplete Spirit Dao technique.”

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Wen Xinzhao and the others were stunned. Only now did they realize that the scroll’s value was far greater than they imagined.

A Void-Swallowing Spirit Beast!

They were described in ancient records. These were unmatched vicious beasts of the primordial era! They were born with innate mastery of the Mysterious Truths of the Dao of Wind, and they could control the surrounding skies and roar above the nine heavens. When angered, they could easily devour the void and rend the skies!

It was easy to imagine how valuable a piece of their hide was!

The way the group looked at Su Yi instantly shifted subtly. This was especially true for Huo Yunsheng and his companions; it was hard to believe that the power and methods Su Yi had revealed belonged to someone in the Grain Avoidance Realm.

I’ll let you feel smug for now. Once the Spiritbend Assembly is over, you’re doomed! Huo Yunsheng silently gnashed his teeth.

Watching Su Yi stand out only made Huo Yunsheng detest him even more.

The auction continued. Xiang Yong took out various treasures: a rare Fire-Avoiding Pearl, a fragment of an ancient sword, the seed of a divine medicine of mysterious origins…

Every ancient treasure provoked mass uproar and one bidding war after another.

The Fire-Avoiding Pearl, for instance, was absolutely a miraculous treasure, and someone who carried it could traverse hidden lands and danger zones covered in seas of lava as if they were walking on flat ground.

In the end, Gu Cangning won the pearl for three hundred tier-six spirit stones.

As for Su Yi? He merely glanced at the treasure, then looked away.

All had survived thirty thousand years, but that didn’t mean they were all precious treasures. And even if they were precious treasures, they weren’t necessarily useful to just anyone.

That fragment of an ancient sword had a shocking aura and monstrous murderous intent. Just by looking at it, anyone could tell that its origins were extraordinary.

However, Su Yi could tell at a glance that aside from containing a Spiritual Revolution cultivator’s lingering murderous intent, the fragment had little value.

But how could the cultivators present possibly know that?

As a result, the sword fragment triggered an intense bidding war. In the end, Huo Yunsheng took out a fist-sized piece of Bluegold Star-Marked Iron, a treasure worth cities, and obtained the fragment. Participants exclaimed throughout the venue.

Huo Yunsheng was extremely proud that he’d managed to obtain this treasure.

Su Yi couldn’t help but find this amusing. Talk about being an easy mark!

“Everyone, next is the last treasure up for auction at this Spiritbend Assembly,” said Xiang Yong from above the jade platform. This instantly caused a widespread disturbance. Everyone ceased their conversation and looked over.

Xiang Yong inhaled deeply, then took out a massive bronze box. There was a power sealing its contents.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Before even removing the seal, a powerful rhythm reverberated throughout the venue, like the beating of a heart or the pounding of war drums.

“This…” Some of the cultivators’ souls shook, and their minds felt stifled. Their expressions shifted dramatically.

Even those with more powerful cultivations felt their blood churn when they heard that strange and powerful rhythm, and they found it hard to sit still. 

“Are these the power fluctuations of a Demonic Womb?” Wen Xinzhao was visibly stunned. She silently circulated her cultivation base, and only then did she neutralize the rhythm’s effects.

Huo Yunsheng, Zhang Yuntao, and the others were doing the same thing. All of their expressions had changed, and when they looked at the bronze box, their eyes shone with surprise and alarm.

Su Yi was still languishing in his wicker chair, but he had a strange light in his eyes. From the look of the situation, the living thing growing within the Demonic Womb is close to awakening…

“Granny, can you see through any of its mysteries?” Gu Cangning’s eyes flashed.

“All I can sense is the rhythmic, vital aura; it seems that the creature within the Demonic Womb is close to awakening. As to the Demonic Womb’s origins and whatever other secrets it hides, I’m afraid I won’t be able to discern anything until the bronze box is unsealed,” the old woman said softly. Her eyes surged with wisps of silvery radiance, a shocking sight.

Gu Cangning nodded, then said in a tone that left no room for arguments, “The Demonic Womb shall be mine, no matter what price I have to pay!”

Meanwhile, in another private room, the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son was enormously tempted. “Should we participate in the bidding and obtain the Demonic Womb?”

The woman with the black dress and the azure eyes said playfully, “Don’t be in such a rush. You have to eat your meals one bite at a time. Today, our primary objective is to take Wen Xinzhao alive. While we’re at it, I’ll help you kill Su Yi and resolve your grudge. As for the Demonic Womb…”

She suddenly laughed, her stunning, charming face filled with utter confidence. “It’s destined to be ours no matter what.”

The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son was stunned and increasingly confused. He had no idea where the woman’s confidence came from.

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“It’s just as everyone thinks: the item sealed within this bronze box is indeed a Demonic Womb from thirty thousand years ago. This old man doesn’t understand its mysteries either, but once I open the seal, you’ll see it for yourself,” said Xiang Yong gravely. His body tensed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead; it was obvious that the rhythm’s power was affecting him too.

A Demonic Womb!

The venue was increasingly still and silent as every cultivator’s gaze grew incomparably heated. Their faces filled with longing and curiosity.

Beneath the crowd’s gazes, Xiang Yong stepped ten feet back, then solemnly took a strange, black, serpentine scepter out of his sleeve.

He then exerted strength through his fingers, and the serpentine scepter lit up. The snake’s eyes suddenly shone an unearthly shade of red.

Su Yi had been slumped into his chair all this time, but at that moment, his pupils constricted.

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