Chapter 310 Seventy-Three Years Old, a Young Man

"Forget it, daydreaming is useless. Let's go out for a walk. If it doesn't work, I will suppress my cultivation and follow the demon hunting team to hunt demons. It's just right to explore the situation of Bailing Secret Realm! If I can enter it, fighting is inevitable. There is a great hope to resolve the bottleneck!" Wang Hao muttered to himself.

Wang Hao calculated his age and found that he was already seventy-three years old. "It's rare for people to reach seventy! In my previous life, this was considered a long life, but for me, it's just the beginning! I'm still young"

Before leaving, he fed the spirit beast first, and then left the cave and strolled around the market! Looking at the endless stream of people in the market, Wang Hao felt strange and asked a casual cultivator who was setting up a stall on the roadside: "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, when did this Wuyou Market become so lively?"

The man was a middle-aged man with the cultivation of the second level of foundation building. He looked kind and smiled after hearing the question: "This fellow Taoist just came to the market, right?"

Wang Hao nodded in agreement!

"Then do you know the Bailing Secret Realm?"

Wang Hao nodded again: "Who among the nearby cultivators has not heard of the name of the Bailing Secret Realm?"

"That's right, the Bailing Secret Realm will appear near Wuyou Island, and all the major forces have sent a large number of disciples here after hearing the news, so it's naturally lively here!"

"So that's how it is, thank you fellow Daoist!"

"It doesn't matter, everyone on this street knows about it, it's lively, there are more businesses, and there are many good things in the market, fellow Daoist, you might as well take a look at my stall, if you need it, I'll give you a discount."

Wang Hao was a little embarrassed, it's not an exaggeration to call this person's stall a pile of junk, how could he look at it!

He understood Wang Hao's expression and whispered, "It's okay if you don't like my stuff. Wuyoumen will hold an auction tonight. I heard that there will be many good things. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Wang Hao was a little tempted. He hadn't attended an auction for decades. Even if he didn't buy anything, it wouldn't hurt to go and broaden his horizons. "Can you tell me the specific time and place of the auction?"

He rubbed his fingers gently, and Wang Hao took out a hundred-year-old spirit gathering grass and handed it over with a smile.

The big man's face was immediately full of joy: "Daoyou is so generous. The auction is in the center of the market. Due to the large number of people in the market, the number of people entering is limited. I happen to have a voucher here, so I'll give it to you! It will start in another hour, so you better hurry up!"

Then he took out a wooden token with only the two words Wuyou on it!

Wang Hao took the token and walked towards the center of the market while strolling.

Nearly an hour later, Wang Hao came to the auction house in the center. The auction was held in the shop of Wuyoumen. The monks of Wuyoumen were standing at the door. People who participated in the auction lined up and entered one by one!

Wang Hao mixed into the crowd and found that everyone not only held tokens and certificates, but also had to pay fifty spirit stones to the monks of Wuyoumen guarding the gate at the door!

Suddenly, he was a little jealous. There were at least hundreds of people participating in an auction. Fifty spirit stones per person was tens of thousands of spirit stones. This was better than any business. The auctions held by the Wang family also charged fees, but they were all symbolic charges of five or ten spirit stones. How could they be so cruel as them!

Complaints aside, since he was here, he didn't need these fifty spirit stones, so Wang Hao naturally had to go in!

As soon as he entered the gate, he saw a large hall of different sizes, decorated quite luxuriously, like screens, calligraphy and paintings, all of which were at the level of spirit tools, showing his strength!

There were two rows of yellow-clad maids in uniform standing in the hall. Their cultivation was generally in the middle stage of Qi training. As soon as Wang Hao entered, a young and beautiful maid came forward and said, "Senior, are you going to participate in the Qi training auction or the foundation building auction?"

"Of course it's the foundation building auction!" Wang Hao replied!

"Senior, please come here!" The yellow-clad maid nodded, extended her hand, and led Wang Hao to the right passage.

After passing through the long passage, Wang Hao came to a more spacious circular place to ask.

In the middle was a huge square platform, surrounded by seats arranged in steps, and there were private rooms on the second floor, which was not much different from an ordinary auction venue!

"Senior, you can choose your own seat downstairs, or you can pay 500 spirit stones to rent a VIP room on the second floor," the yellow-clad maid introduced.

"I'll just sit downstairs,"

"Senior, please come, I'll take my leave!" The yellow-clad maid said and turned to leave!

The venue was not small. Wang Hao took a glance and saw about five or six hundred people. There were still many empty seats. It was probably able to accommodate thousands of people! These were all foundation-building cultivators. It seemed that the Bailing Secret Realm really attracted a lot of people!

After waiting for about a cup of tea, a middle-aged man with tough features walked onto the platform!

The upside-down bell was struck with a clang. This sound had the effect of calming people down, and the venue immediately became quiet!

"Everyone, I am Huang Daohe, responsible for hosting this auction. Everyone knows the rules. The bidder wins. If you don't have enough spirit stones, you can use treasures as collateral. I won't say any nonsense. Let's start now!"

Huang Daohe made a brief opening, stretched out his hand, and a red long sword appeared in his hand, "The low-grade Red Flame Sword, the base price is four hundred spirit stones, and each bid is not less than ten spirit stones!"

As soon as the voice fell, the cultivators below made a bid!

Wang Hao was not very interested in magic weapons. With Ji Xiaotang, the weapon refiner, there was no need for Wang Hao to give spirit stones to others!

He would only make a move when he saw old spiritual medicines or precious materials. He would get something in return, but it was not surprising!

About two hours later, the auction reached its finale.

Huang Daohe took out a spiritual sword that flashed with red light. The spiritual sword flew around the venue. There was a faint dragon roar, and the power it exuded was incomparable to ordinary spiritual weapons!

"Everyone, the last item for sale is the Red Dragon Sword. This sword is made of precious materials such as Qinggang stone and mithril, and is a top-grade spiritual weapon tempered by a third-level weapon refiner with Dan fire. It also seals the spirit of a second-level dragon. The power is also outstanding among the top-grade spiritual weapons, and it is not much worse than the prototype of ordinary magic weapons!" Huang Daohe emphasized.

Sure enough, hearing the introduction of the Red Dragon Sword, the cultivators in the venue were in a commotion, and even Wang Hao couldn't help but take a few more glances. Ji Xiaotang has never refined a top-grade spiritual weapon. If he is stuck at the bottleneck of the ninth level of foundation building, it would be nice to change a few top-grade spiritual weapons!

Huang Daohe watched the reactions of the foundation-building cultivators present, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to introduce: "The Scarlet Dragon Sword is extremely powerful and indestructible. The sword energy can easily cut through second-order mid-grade and lower magical weapons, and the dragon spirit sealed in it can also transform to help the master fight. This is a second-order upper-grade dragon, and even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building can hardly resist it!"