Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 328 - 1 Changyi Society_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 1 Changyi Society_1

Yan State.

Southeast, Baiyun Prairie.

Located at the intersection of three of the Four Great Sects, Huifeng Valley, Danlong School, and Xuli Sect.

There are numerous mortal cities on the fertile lands of Baiyun Prairie.

One day.

Just in the evening.

Various figures quietly descend from the sky around the Lingbi City, the largest city on Baiyun Prairie, under the vibrantly colorful evening clouds.

Some exude an air of virtue, some gleam deviously, some are male, some are female, some old, some young.

Hiding their auras, they congregate around a boundary tablet marked with the word ‘Shanli’, scattering, one by one.

Most hide alone in the shadows of mountains and trees.

Occasionally, a few people who appear to know each other whisper to each other, but the conversations are difficult to hear.

After a while, fewer and fewer figures descend from the sky.

Some people are gradually becoming impatient:

“Why hasn’t the ‘Changyi Society’ auction started yet?”

These resentful words immediately draw several people’s agreement.

“Exactly, we didn’t come all this way to waste time. Where’s the bidding at the Changyi Society? Weren’t we supposed to start at dusk during the twilight moon? Why haven’t we seen anyone yet?”

“This kind of laziness and ignoring punctuality, if it was in Wei State, people would have been decapitated by a real Golden Core Master from the Chu Dynasty!”

A tall, well-proportioned cultivator in a grey robe, who had concealed his identity and aura, says with a threatening tone.

His words attract several people’s attention.

An old man with a vague face raises his hand politely towards the man in the grey robe and says:

“May I ask if you have just returned from Wei State? How is the situation there? I have heard that the war between the Chu Dynasty and the Kingdom of Immortals has been quite intense recently.”

“Polite.”

The cultivator in the grey robe smiles.

“Your information seems to be a little outdated. Before I left the frontline of Wei State, the Chu Dynasty battled the Kingdom of Immortals in the old capital of Wei State, the Qi Dynasty secretly dispatched dozens of Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul, and defeated the Kingdom of Immortals, decapitating eight Class IV great elders, more than a hundred Class III Divine Envoys, and an uncountable amount of other soldiers. The Kingdom of Immortals retreated tens of thousands of miles overnight and now it seems they have mostly retreated from the old land of Wei State.”

At this shocking news, everyone is astonished.

After the shock, the crowd starts to discuss it.

“This…the Kingdom of Immortals actually lost!?”

“They have been in a stalemate with the Chu Dynasty for almost ten years, haven’t they?”

“It largely depends on the participation of the Qi Dynasty.”

“Yes, I guess the Kingdom of Immortals didn’t expect the Qi Dynasty to interfere. After all, it hadn’t attacked the Qi Dynasty before.”

“Haha, this is not correct. The Qi Dynasty isn’t stupid. Wei State is the battleground for the four wars. It is not only the gateway to the north of the Chu Dynasty, but also adjacent to the Qi Dynasty. When the Kingdom of Immortals broke through Wei State ten years ago, not only did it unify the Chu Dynasty, but also made the Qi Dynasty restless. The fruits of today were actually planted ten years ago.”

Out of the shadows, a person with keen eyesight cannot help shaking his head and speaking.

Hearing these words, the cultivator in the grey robe couldn’t help applauding:

“Indeed, indeed! Although this friend is not part of the conflict, your perspective is very thorough. May I ask your name…uh, if it’s not appropriate, it doesn’t matter.”

He suddenly remembers that this is the ‘Changyi Society’, and everyone who comes here hides their faces and breaths for fear of being noticed by others with ulterior motives.

However, the man who had just spoken steps out from the shadows. Despite the spell concealing his face, it’s difficult for one to get a clear look.

In a Daoist robe, he bows slightly to the surrounding cultivators:

“My name is Zhao Wei. I apologize for my late arrival as the auctioneer of this ‘Changyi Society’ meeting.”

“Finally, you’ve arrived!”

“No problem, no problem, it’s still a quarter to go!”

“Zhao, why didn’t Brother Wen come this time?”

“Haha, Brother Wen had something to do, so he couldn’t make it. That’s why he asked me to stand in as the auctioneer. Everyone, rest assured, Brother Wen has collected a lot of good items this time. I’m sure you will be satisfied.”

Zhao Wei responds politely.

“Then what are we waiting for? Start quickly, we’re all eager!”

Someone couldn’t help shouting out loud.

Zhao Wei didn’t appear angry at this. He reached into his sleeve and took out an item, throwing it towards the boundary tablet.

Soon, the boundary tablet silently conjures a series of lights.

Faintly on the tablet, a door forms.

Zhao Wei is the first to step in.

Customers who have attended before follow without hesitation.

Some cultivators who are not familiar with Zhao Wei hesitate for a moment before following suit.”

In the end, several cultivators with concealed appearances look at each other, nod slightly, and quickly disappear into the portal.

After a while, the door silently closes.

Only the tablet marked with ‘Shanli’ remains, standing alone in a deserted mountain.

…

“This elixir is called ‘Immortal Ascending Inedia Pill’. It is a kind of fasting pill, mainly made from spirit pine kernels and spirit chrysanthemums, and solidified with spirit colophonium. You need not worry about gold poison. Even those at the peak of Qi Refining can use it.”

“Base price: 20 lower grade Spirit Stones per bottle, each bid must increase the price by at least one stone.”

Inside the brilliantly lit great hall.

Zhao Wei stands on the stage, explaining in a structured way.

A lifelike puppet is holding a bottle of elixir, showing it to the cultivators below.

The translucent vial shines under the bright lights of the hall.

The hall immediately fills with the sound of cultivators bidding.

“Twenty-two stones!”