Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

It could only be said that Huo Hu did indeed make his presence known by hosting this auction.

The cultivators of Taishan District and nearby had committed him to memory.

However, his abilities did not quite match the position he held.

“Is this the Cleanse Origin Pill Formula?”

Luo Chen took the jade slip from a member of the Huo Family, his face betrayed no excitement, but his heart was filled with curiosity.

If he learned this technique properly, he would be able to resume his rapid cultivation.

He paid no attention to the ongoing auction in the venue.

Luo Chen immediately immersed his Spirit Consciousness into the jade slip.

It’s not that he was impatient.

It was just that if there was a problem with this cultivation technique, it would be better to confront it on the spot.

He broke the one-time Prohibition.

After a quick check, he confirmed there were no major issues.

Only then did Luo Chen withdraw his Spirit Consciousness.

At this time, the auction inside the venue finally reached its climax from a lukewarm beginning!

That was because the Xuanhuo Sword, a Magic Item, had begun to be auctioned.

And the price of this Magic Item had been skyrocketing from the start.

The starting price was merely ten thousand Spirit Stones.

By the time Luo Chen paid attention to it, the price had soared to fifty thousand!

“President, something feels off!”

Sima Huiniang looked doubtful.

Luo Chen nodded, he had sensed the anomaly too.

Because the main forces in the bidding at this moment were none other than Wang Haichao and Nangong Jin, two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators from The Great River District!

Wang Haichao had declared his intention to win no matter what earlier.

Although it was unclear why he, who primarily cultivates Water Type techniques, was so enthusiastic about it,

But everyone was willing to give him face.

But Nangong Jin, hastening to the auction like this, was truly unconventional.

“This is just a very ordinary Lower Grade Magic Item Flying Sword, neither suitable for both of them.”

“Why is the bidding so intense?”

“They’re about to fall out!”

Luo Chen, looked puzzled, his eyes moved back and forth between the two rooms.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the relaxed host, Huo Hu.

“He seems so carefree and relaxed, as if confident that someone would pay a high price for this Magic Item?”

53 thousand!

54. thousand!

57 thousand!

The price still soared inexorably.

For an unremarkable Lower Grade Magic Item, this price was indeed far too high.

Its real value should only be around thirty to forty thousand.

Suddenly, a familiar female voice came to his ear.

“Friend Luo Chen, something’s not right!”

It was Li Yixian.

Without skipping a beat, Luo Chen telepathically replied, “Something is off indeed, it seems the true value of this item is not apparent.”

“Could it have to do with the quota to stay in Taishan District?”

Luo Chen was taken aback, after a while he replied, “Perhaps it is so indeed!”

Looking at the situation in the venue,

Luo Chen was becoming more confident in Li Yixian’s conjecture.

The Huo Family held this auction as a ceremony to display their position as chief in Taishan District.

Under such circumstances, this auction shouldn’t end in a damp squib.

Not to mention, a few astonishingly expensive items must be sold.

Thus, people would relish the event, and never stop praising it.

But it might be hard for the Huo Family to put up real good items, or they might be reluctant to do so.

Given this, why not put up a “cheap good” for auction?

Especially since there are several fools ready to be duped!

To gain entry into Taishan District, a gesture of goodwill is required.

In other words, a “token of appreciation”!

Kang Dongyue had also reminded him to “perform well” at the auction.

Sure enough, as Luo Chen looked at Huo Hu, he saw that his gaze was frequently falling on the rooms of Luo Tian Creed and the Li Family, who had yet to place a bid.

“Is he waiting for us to bid too?”

Luo Chen pondered.

Li Yixian’s worried voice transmission came to his ear.

“Friend Luo Chen, are you going to bid?”