Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 993 - 292: [Underground Trading Floor] (6200)_3

Chapter 993: Chapter 292: [Underground Trading Floor] (6200)_3

Only the seats in the front row were empty, with a few round tables set up, offering fragrant teas and fruits, where some distinguished guests with extraordinary identities were seated.

At this moment, Chen Yan was sitting with Yun Zhao in the second row of the mountain stand at the back.

Yun Zhao pointed to the nearest round table in the front row by the display below and whispered in Chen Yan’s ear, "Those should be the people from various sects and families participating in the trade. It seems that loose cultivators like us can only sit here."

After a pause, Yun Zhao laughed and said, "I heard that the underground trading ground in this place originally did not comply with the Immortal Platform regulations, but after the Ghost Race took over South City, they managed to control this marketplace and hence took over this trading ground.

Nowadays it’s controlled by the Ghost Race. Now, the two races are fighting fervently, and with the Immortal Platform being too far removed to handle matters here, this place has developed its own climate; many prohibited items are daringly traded here.

Amongst practitioners of all trades, good things can be found.

However, it’s rare to see today’s liveliness. Actually being able to attract so many sect and family representatives to send a representative over surely implies that...

They were drawn by the rumored auction of the three Ghost Race spots for the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony."

Chen Yan looked back.

On the mountain stand, there was a circle of enclosed rooms with just a row of windows facing the display platform below.

"And there..."

"Small sect and family representatives sit at the round tables upfront, while major sect and family representatives naturally sit in the boxes." Yun Zhao smirked, "After all, I sneaked in to watch the fun. Otherwise, with the prestige of the Black Feathered Lark Race, I could at least sit at a round table in the front row, maybe even in one of those boxes at the back."

Chen Yan smiled without exposing Yun Zhao’s exaggerations.

The Black Feathered Lark Race is indeed a wealthy and influential existence among the Demon Race in the Domain Realm, and their prestige is noteworthy.

But to be compared to those top-notch sects and families, they still fall short.

They might qualify for the front row round tables, but as for the rear boxes, it’s best not to think about it.

Gu Jinjia or Gu Qingyi could possibly qualify.

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This kind of otherworld auction is actually not much different from those in the real world.

Well, in fact, Chen Yan doesn’t really know.

In the real world, he’s only made a fortune for less than a year.

This time last year, he was still a poor student, never having attended an auction. He had only seen them in novels or films.

The earlier items up for auction are generally just for setting the stage, only some ordinary cultivators would use them.

But these are actually what the hundreds of cultivators in attendance demand.

Those truly top-notch items actually have little to do with those on the mountain stand.

Items are introduced one by one, and after a few rounds of bidding, they are sold.

There are very few unsold items.

The bidding here is straightforward – just raise your voice and call out.

All are cultivators; once the Qi is aroused, the Primordial Qi swells, and the voice is easily heard throughout the venue.

No need to worry about causing trouble and not buying after bidding – Yun Zhao already paid a deposit before entering.

Moreover, this is Ghost Race territory. If someone dares to stir up trouble, they must weigh if they can get out safely.

The earlier auctioned items aren’t exactly exceptional, but a few of them did catch Chen Yan’s interest.

Two or three Middle Grade Magical Artifacts, some for combat, some for assistance.

And some Elixirs, naturally not the kind that’s casually sold in ordinary shops to be auctioned here.

Chen Yan was captivated by three items.

A Low-Grade Magical Artifact umbrella made with water essence copper that naturally harmonizes with Primordial Qi, with a gem embedded at the top to amplify Qi vibrations.

This is an offensive-type magical artifact capable of casting two water-attribute spells.

The best part is, once opened, the umbrella can also be used as a defensive magical artifact, creating three layers of a water barrier to ward off enemy attacks.

Though it’s a Low-Grade Magical Artifact, it’s actually rarer than an average Middle Grade Magical Artifact due to its dual offense and defense capabilities.

However, when Chen Yan heard the starting bid, he gave up.

The bidding started at ten thousand coins.

Where could he possibly have so much money?

Eventually, it was sold to a cultivator on the mountain stand for eighteen thousand coins.

Later, a Middle Grade Flying Sword was auctioned, supposedly crafted by a disciple of a famous Sword Casting Master in the Domain Realm.

Well, if it were truly the master’s work, it wouldn’t be at this auction; it would likely be sent to a more prosperous city, to those places where only noble families can enter.

Even a disciple of the master... it’s still quite good.

This sword, even viewed from afar by Chen Yan, was impressive. With shimmering lights and a sharp azure aura encircling the blade.

Moreover, using his Qi Observation Skill along with the "Illusion Breaking" Spell, he vaguely sensed a trace of Divine Sense fluctuation in the Flying Sword!

This made it even rarer.

Though it’s a Middle Grade Magical Artifact, because of its excellent quality, premium materials, and some Secret Technique used in forging.

It’s already begun to develop a slight Artifact Spirit’s fluctuation—not yet materialized, but extremely rare nonetheless.

As long as the Sword Master meticulously reinforces and continuously uses spells for refining, over time, nourishing it with Divine Sense, nurturing an Artifact Spirit would eventually happen!

This kind of treasure, not only did Chen Yan notice, but with so many cultivators present, naturally, some discerning ones noticed too.

The starting bid of thirty thousand coins quickly escalated to sixty thousand.

Even representatives from the first row of sects and families couldn’t resist participating.

Ultimately, it was purchased for ninety-eight thousand coins by a representative from a medium-level family seated at a table on the left side of the first row.