Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1465 - 1462: Auction Interrupted

"Damn, six hundred thousand! Senior, should we bid?" Xing Shan exclaimed exaggeratedly, then turned to look at Lin Tian. Six hundred thousand was already an astronomical price for him.

"No rush, let me see who’s bidding." Lin Tian walked to the window, looked through the bead curtain, and glanced at the box from where the voice came.

A white figure vaguely stood behind the bead curtain, her face unclear, but Lin Tian already knew who she was—Tang Ziqing from Qingshuang Pavilion. The special material of Qingshuang Pavilion’s ice silk dress was unforgettable once seen.

"Forget it, let’s not bid." Lin Tian withdrew his gaze, speaking indifferently.

Xing Shan glanced at the mask on Lin Tian’s face but couldn’t see the expression. He asked a bit puzzledly, "Senior seemed interested in the Purple Lotus Root earlier, why not now?"

Lin Tian looked at the auction hall downstairs, without answering him, but understood that the Purple Lotus Root grows in high-altitude icy waters with inherent cold medicinal properties. Tang Ziqing bid at double the price, likely for treating Xiao Manxuan.

Although the energy within Xiao Manxuan is still unknown, it must be fire attribute, and maybe Qingshuang Pavilion thought about using the cold medicinal property to counter it.

However, Lin Tian knew it was almost useless because he had seen the power of that fire attribute energy erupting with his own eyes. Ordinary medicine couldn’t suppress it—knowing she wore the Ice Soul Necklace could barely restrain it.

The energy was too terrifying; Lin Tian had an intuition that it was a special energy comparable to the fire power of Nu Ba’s lineage.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian decided not to bid; regardless of whether the Purple Lotus Root was useful or not, he let Tang Ziqing and Xiao Manxue try, maybe a miracle could happen.

This medicinal material’s price is hard to estimate—though rare, there are few users. In urgent need, someone might pay a million, but if no one uses it, it’s worthless.

Though one could use it to please a pharmacist, pharmacists in the Ancient Martial World are rare, and one might never encounter one in a lifetime. So when Tang Ziqing directly doubled the price, everyone else stopped bidding.

"Six hundred thousand once..."

"Six hundred thousand twice..."

"Six hundred thousand thrice, alright, the Purple Lotus Root goes to box number one." Ling Xiao didn’t deliberately delay time, decisively struck the bronze bell to announce the result.

Admittedly, this auctioneer named Ling Xiao masters the atmosphere well. Some auctioneers can’t figure out the situation and deliberately drag on when no one wants to bid further, which only invites disdain and dislike.

The auction hall’s atmosphere always remained exciting, and the auction items became increasingly precious, more and more anticipated—weaponry, medicinal materials, and more varied—but the auction of an Ancient Martial Skill pushed the atmosphere to a new climax.

But Lin Tian always felt something missing; after thinking for a bit, he understood—though the auction’s atmosphere was lively, it hadn’t reached the fierce cutthroat competition stage.

The auctioneer Ling Xiao seemed to notice too; she laughed and said, "It seems everyone is still holding back, but I believe you must have been anticipating the next item."

She gestured to the stage, and a black-clad guard walked up holding a tray covered with a red cloth, concealing its contents.

However, once this item appeared, the atmosphere in the venue changed, even in the second-floor boxes, someone pushed aside the bead curtain to see more clearly. The treasure auctioned earlier hadn’t drawn such enthusiasm from the prominent families.

But what puzzled Lin Tian was that Li Wenfeng ran out, his gaze tightly fixed on the tray on the auction stage, seemingly determined to get the item.

"Everyone, the item in this round of auction is an elixir..." Ling Xiao swept her eyes around loudly announcing, and just a few seconds later, the venue erupted in noisy discussion.

The target of the discussion was naturally the elixir on stage; very few things could move the hearts of Ancient Martial Artists—weaponry, cultivation techniques, and lastly, elixirs.

In terms of effects alone, elixirs might not compare to cultivation techniques, but elixirs are exceedingly rare, valued because of their scarcity, and in certain aspects, elixirs surpass cultivation techniques.

"This elixir is a high-grade beginner elixir named the Shaoyang Pill, which can dispel and counteract evil spirit energy, showing remarkable efficacy against evil techniques and poisons. What makes evil techniques tricky is their pervasive evil spirit energy—one can fall victim unwittingly, but with the Shaoyang Pill, it’s different. Though it won’t grant complete immunity, it can suppress to a certain extent," Ling Xiao detailed.

"Shaoyang Pill? Miss Ling, didn’t you make a mistake? The auction manual clearly states this auction’s elixir is the Nine Reversals Marrow Changing Pill." The first to question wasn’t the Wang Family but Li Wenfeng.

"Indeed, our Wang Family came specifically for this elixir, and you say it’s the Shaoyang Pill." A young member of the Wang Family expressed dissatisfaction.

Wang Wanxi, sitting inside the box, slightly frowned and whispered, "Why did Xiao Tian’s Shaoyang Pill appear here at the auction? Was it provided by Manxue, or Xiao Tian himself?"

Back when Lin Tian refined medicine to heal Yun Hongxi, only a few knew, but the Shaoyang Pill ended up in Langya Pavilion’s hands, which naturally puzzled Wang Wanxi.

What puzzled Lin Tian more was the Wang Family’s urgent need for this elixir—their agitated emotions were understandable—but Li Wenfeng was even more agitated, being the first to stand up and question.

Li Wenfeng’s reaction showed he needed the elixir too. Lin Tian maliciously thought, "Mr. Li, if you knew the Nine Revolutions Marrow Cleansing Pill was snatched away by me, what kind of expression would you have."

Regarding everyone’s doubts, Ling Xiao anticipated them; she calmly explained, "Everyone, concerning the Nine Revolutions Marrow Cleansing Pill being swapped for the Shaoyang Pill, I can clarify—a while ago, our Langya Pavilion Master received a pharmacist, and it was this pharmacist who requested the exchange of the Shaoyang Pill for the Nine Reversals Marrow Changing Pill."

"Pharmacist?"

"The Langya Pavilion Master is also here?"

"The legendary pharmacist appeared in Tang City?"

...

Ling Xiao’s words brought a surge of noise; her words were too informative, mentioning the Langya Pavilion Master and a pharmacist, especially the latter, enough to shock the audience. Meanwhile, few paid attention to the elixir swap, instead exchanging glances, guessing the pharmacist might be among them.

In the Situ family’s box, Situ Ruoling excitedly said, "Brother, is the pharmacist profession really existent in the Ancient Martial World?"

Situ Yufeng nodded earnestly, "Though I’ve never met one, the existence of pharmacists is undoubted. If our Situ family could befriend a pharmacist, the benefits wouldn’t be less than allying with Qingshuang Pavilion."

"Yufeng is right—though unable to befriend a pharmacist, we must not become enemies, or it will invite endless troubles." A middle-aged man from the Situ family said seriously.