allonlinenovel Chapter 995 A Glimmer of Hope Amidst Despair
Chapter 995 A Glimmer of Hope Amidst Despair
"Sixteen Grade-Five True Immortal Herbs plus thirty-five Grade-Four True Immortal Herbs for the first time..." Huanglong Zhenren's voice echoed above the Golden Immortal City, a hint of barely perceptible disappointment tinged with his previous fervor. His gaze slowly swept across the entire arena, carrying a final glimmer of hope: "Is there anyone else who will bid? If not, this Grade-Five True Immortal Continent—the Obsidian Continent—will belong to the Golden Origin Immortal Clan..."
Within the Golden Origin Immortal Clan's camp, True Immortal Jin Ge had straightened his back, his eyes gleaming with undisguised pride. The golden light emanating from his body was even brighter than before, as if he had firmly grasped the Obsidian Continent in his palm. The True Immortals from other surrounding forces remained mostly silent, some showing regret, others secretly relieved—such an exorbitant price was far beyond their means, leaving them only to watch from the sidelines.
"Sixteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus thirty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs for the second time..." Huanglong Zhenren's voice rang out again, and the golden hammer in his hand, formed from the power of True Immortals, was slightly raised, its head reflecting golden light, as if about to strike a decisive blow.
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Yunlong Immortal City, Jiuling Mountain Villa, Stone Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake.
Su Mo abruptly slammed down his glass teacup, the rim striking the stone table with a crisp "clang." A few drops of tea splashed out, landing on the stone and condensing into tiny ice crystals—a wisp of icy energy unintentionally released during his emotional turmoil. He gazed towards the Obsidian Continent, his disappointment no longer concealed, his brows furrowed tightly, almost forming knots.
The value of one Grade 5 True Immortal Herb is roughly equivalent to thirty Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs. Therefore, sixteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus thirty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs are only comparable to seventeen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs. This is far from his expectations—not only is he not making a fortune, but he's even short of the cost price on the Obsidian Continent, resulting in a huge loss.
He tapped the stone table unconsciously with his fingertips, pondering to himself, when suddenly, he raised an eyebrow, as if he had caught a glimpse of something unusual.
The next second...
Su Mo suddenly looked up, the deep disappointment in his eyes instantly vanishing, replaced by a sharp, hawk-like light, and even a playful smile appeared on his lips: "It's not settled yet, there's still suspense."
As if to confirm his idea, in the Purple Light Immortal Clan camp within the Golden Immortal City, True Immortal Purple Wind suddenly stepped forward. The arcs of electricity on his purple scale armor suddenly surged and crackled. His voice, filled with a do-or-die determination, resounded throughout the entire area once again: "Sixteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs and forty Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs!"
"Damn old man Zifeng!"
The smugness on Jin Ge Zhenxian's face instantly froze. He glared fiercely at Zi Feng Zhenxian, his eyes blazing with fury. Without the slightest hesitation, he gritted his teeth and raised the price again: "Sixteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus forty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs!"
The Obsidian Continent must not fall into the hands of the Purple Light Immortal Clan, no matter what. Otherwise, with two Level 5 True Immortal Continents under their control, the Purple Light Immortal Clan will soon produce a second Level 5 True Immortal, and then the Golden Origin Immortal Clan will be in danger.
The disappointment in Huanglong Zhenren's eyes faded slightly, and he regained his spirits. His gaze shifted between Zifeng Zhenxian and Jinyuan Xianzu, and his golden hammer hovered without falling: "Jinyuan Xianzu has offered sixteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus forty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs. Is there anyone else bidding?"
"Seventeen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus twenty Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs!" True Immortal Zifeng followed without hesitation, his voice filled with a desperate, all-or-nothing determination.
"Eighteen Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs!" True Immortal Jin Ge skipped over Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs, his tone forceful.
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Time flies, and an hour has passed.
Inside the gilded immortal city, the bidding slowed down again, each bid accompanied by a long silence, and the air was filled with a suffocating tension.
"Twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, first time. Is there anyone else to continue bidding?" Huanglong Zhenren's voice was tinged with weariness. The golden hammer in his hand hovered in mid-air. His gaze swept across the entire arena and finally landed on Jin Ge Zhenxian of the Jinyuan Immortal Clan.
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Jiuling Mountain Villa, the stone pavilion in the middle of the lake.
A smile returned to Su Mo's face. He leisurely picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup of Nine Abyss Immortal Tea. The warm tea swayed gently in the glass cup, reflecting the ease and comfort in his eyes.
Twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs were barely enough to recoup the cost of destroying the Obsidian Clan. If anyone bid higher after that, each herb would be pure profit.
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After tea time.
"Twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, second time. If no one continues to bid, the Obsidian Continent will belong to the Purple Light Immortal Clan..." Huanglong Zhenren's voice rang out again, his eyes like two golden rays, staring straight at Jin Ge Zhenxian, with a hint of urging.
Jin Ge Zhenxian frowned, his face so gloomy it could drip water, and the golden light around him fluctuated violently, like a golden flame about to erupt. Clearly, he was having a fierce internal struggle, and his eyes held a hint of undisguised doubt.
"Twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs... Where did the Purple Light Clan get so many Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs?"
As their old rival, the Purple Light Immortal Clan, he knew almost everything about their strengths and resources, if not everything.
In terms of true immortals alone, the Purple Light Immortal Clan is not much inferior to the Golden Origin Immortal Clan. However, in terms of resources, the Purple Light Immortal Clan, which has only been passed down for a little over ten thousand cosmic eras, is far inferior to the Golden Origin Immortal Clan.
According to his calculations, the Purple Light Immortal Clan's stockpile of Grade 5 True Immortal Medicines would be limited to seventeen or eighteen plants at most. With some reserved for future needs, True Immortal Purple Wind would have even less to use.
"Could it be that this old man Zifeng, seeing that he can't beat me, is deliberately raising the price to annoy me?" Jin Ge Zhenxian wondered to himself. But when his gaze swept over Zifeng Zhenxian, he saw that although the other party's expression was solemn, his eyes were unusually firm. The purple lightning around his body flowed steadily, without any panic of lacking confidence. Instead, he exuded a calmness of having victory in his grasp.
"This old man might actually be able to produce twenty Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs."
Otherwise, this old man would probably have already panicked by now. You must know that if he couldn't produce enough Grade 5 True Immortal Medicine, it would be a blatant provocation against that Grade 7 True Immortal. That Yellow Dragon True Immortal would never let it go. Even if the Purple Light Immortal Clan didn't follow in the footsteps of the Obsidian Clan, they would inevitably pay a heavy price. True Immortal Purple Wind couldn't possibly be unaware of this.
"This...what the hell is going on?"
The doubts in Jin Ge Zhenxian's heart deepened. His fingers unconsciously clenched, and his knuckles gleamed with a golden light due to the force. Even the golden glow around him became somewhat unstable.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, as if struck by lightning. His pupils contracted sharply, and disbelief flashed in his eyes: "Could it be... could it be that this old man Zifeng has secretly joined forces with other forces?"
Once this thought arose, it took root wildly in the heart of the Golden Spear Immortal like a vine—he couldn't think of any other possibility besides this explanation.
"Damn you, old man Zifeng, isn't he afraid of letting a wolf into the house?" Jin Ge Zhenxian clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and glared at Zifeng Zhenxian fiercely, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.
"The only way to take over the Obsidian Continent now is to follow the example of this old man Zifeng and find someone to join forces with."
Otherwise, they alone would never have been able to conquer the Obsidian Continent.
The next second...
Jin Ge Zhenxian turned his gaze to the young Zhenxian among the three fifth-rank Zhenxian, who was wearing a light blue robe and had a mysterious water mark between his eyebrows.
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After about half a cup of tea's time.
Jin Ge Zhenxian gritted his teeth and gave a barely perceptible nod to the fifth-rank Zhenxian, as if they had reached some kind of consensus.
"Twenty-one Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs!" True Immortal Jin Ge spoke again, his voice carrying a do-or-die determination that resounded throughout the entire arena.
"The Golden Source Immortal Clan has offered twenty-one Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs. Is there anyone else bidding?" Huanglong Zhenren's voice suddenly rose, even the trace of fatigue vanished, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
At the same time, Su Mo, inside the Nine Spirits Manor, suddenly sat up straight, his spirits lifted, the glass teacup in his hand trembling slightly, and anticipation flashing in his eyes: "The show is finally about to begin, and who knows, the Obsidian Continent might also fetch a sky-high price."
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"Why did that old man Jin Ge suddenly raise the price so much?" True Immortal Zi Feng frowned, a sense of unease rising in his heart. True Immortal Jin Ge's confidence came too suddenly, and was definitely not something that the Jin Yuan Immortal Clan could possess.
"Could it be that this old man Jin Ge is also..." He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his expression changed slightly.
"Twenty-one Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs!"
"Twenty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs!"
Without hesitation, Jin Ge Zhenxian immediately raised the price by one fifth-grade True Immortal herb, his aura overwhelming.
"Another fifth-grade true immortal herb has been added to the price. This old man Jin Ge is probably really joining forces with other forces."
Purple Wind Immortal's heart sank. Otherwise, this old man Jin Ge would never have raised the price so madly.
It seems that taking over the Obsidian Continent will be difficult from now on.
"Twenty-three Grade-Five True Immortal Herbs!"
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Time flew by as the two bidders competed, and another hour passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the auction price for the Obsidian Continent had reached thirty-six Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs.
The divine senses of True Immortal Zifeng and True Immortal Jin Ge surged continuously, and more and more dominant forces were persuaded by them to join their respective camps.
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"Forty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! I have achieved the perfect Grade 5 True Immortal status!"
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