Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme-Chapter 888 546: The Battle Begins_2

"Amitabha!"

As expected, within the high pavilion, a Buddhist chant stirred, followed by two streams of golden light shooting out and transforming into two golden vials that landed in front of the stage.

"Two vials of Vajra Jade Marrow!"

The words, ethereal yet solemn, were unmistakably the voice of the Buddha.

"Ahan Temple!"

"They've made their move!"

"I was wondering why the Buddha himself would come."

"It turns out there is such a treasure."

"The Bodhi Tree, the Enlightenment Root, Ahan Temple must obtain this item at all costs!"

"Unless the Great Profound Sect or the Grand Academy steps in, no one else could possibly take it away."

"While the Three Teaching Sect stands together in this world and there is competition, this face must still be given."

"When the Buddha becomes wrathful and Vajra glares with fury, who can withstand it?"

Watching the Vajra Jade Marrow on stage, all the imperial dynasties and Sacred Places remained tacitly silent, their silence highlighting the imposing might of Buddhism.

But unexpectedly...

"Nine Deaths Soul Wood!"

"Jade Dew Wine!"

"Earth Spirit Stone Milk!"

From the same high pavilion, within the elegant rooms, three streaks of radiant light flew out, landing before the auction stage.

"Hmm!?"

"This..."

The crowd furrowed their brows, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

"These Divine Artifacts don't seem to be Primordial Rare Treasures."

"But they are of the Tenth Order, seemingly... Immortal Materials from the Upper Realm?"

"Is there another Immortal Mansion from the Upper Realm descending into the Mortal Realm?"

"Which power dares to contend with Buddhism?"

"It's not easy to provoke Ahan Temple!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, their gaze returning once more to a particular high pavilion.

"Amitabha!"

Within the high pavilion, the Buddhist chant resounded once again, a streak of golden light was sent out, transforming into a golden lotus with fused blossoms that landed before the auction stage.

"The Karmic Reducing Golden Lotus can match two Primordial Rare Treasures!"

The words boomed, grand like the roar of thunder reverberating through the ear, displaying the Buddha's might. Despite restraint, everyone instinctively fell silent.

On the auction stage, the elder saw this and found himself helpless to do anything but redirect their attention: "Four Primordial Rare Treasures, is there any other bid?"

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"No further bids? Then this treasure shall belong to the esteemed guest in Room Number Two!"

"..."

A decisive hammer fall settled the dust, determining the ownership of this treasure of Enlightenment.

The oppressive aura of the Buddha also receded, allowing the audience in the hall to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I told you!"

"When the Buddha becomes wrathful, he's not to be trifled with!"

"Only at the Tianyu Gathering would they dare to auction off a treasure important to Buddhism, or else Ahan Temple would surely show the wrath of Vajra."

"This is what a Primordial Great Sect is like!"

The people murmured to themselves, still feeling the aftereffects.

On the auction stage, the elder appeared calm as if nothing had happened and introduced another item.

"The nineteenth item for auction—Xuanyuan Divine Sword Spell!"

"This is the Heavenly Sword Arts, rumored to be the lost Emperor's Scripture, capable of commanding the Holy Tao's Heavy Weapon, the Nine Rituals Heavenly Sword..."

"The starting bid is one Ninth Order Immortal Material, with no restrictions on type or attributes."

"The bidding starts now!"

Listening to the elder's introduction, the audience was taken aback, their expressions strangely peculiar.

"Xuanyuan Divine Sword Spell?"

"This..."

"Unheard of!"

"Is there really such an Emperor's Scripture?"

"Even if there is, it's been lost, not greatly valuable!"

"However, for just one piece of Ninth Order Immortal Material, it might still be worth taking."

The crowd murmured among themselves, but without much enthusiasm.

The Emperor's Scripture and Great Magical Arts are indeed treasures beyond value, but only if there is a corresponding Imperial Arms to pair with the Emperor's Scripture.

Due to chaos, many of the ancient imperial dynasties and Great Immortal Sects were buried in history, succumbing to darkness, the Emperor's Scripture and its legacy weapons lost together, awaiting someone in the future to discover and rise again.

Such lost Emperor's Scriptures would be heavily discounted in value because it is tough to find the corresponding Heavy Weapon. They could only be used as ordinary True Immortal Methods for cultivation, which are not very rare in the Divine Land.

Only the great sacred places, when bestowed with the resources, would collect such emperor scriptures as potentiality and investment, for if fate smiles upon them and they find the lost imperial weapons, it would be a highly profitable endeavor.

Therefore...

"One Dreamlike Ethereal Orchid!"

A sacred place called out, the attitude extremely casual.

But unexpectedly...

"Three sections of Fusang Golden Crow Wood!"

No sooner had the words fallen than a response came, a strong bid overshadowing the previous one.

"Fusang Golden Crow Wood?"

"East Emperor Palace!"

"This...?"

The crowd gasped, eyes wide with surprise, their expressions odd as they looked in the direction of the increased bid.

"The East Emperor Palace is also joining in the fun?"

"It seems they're not keen on searching for lost imperial weapons, right?"

"Though it's only ninth-order immortal material, offering three pieces for a lost emperor scripture seems quite extravagant."

"This time the East Emperor Palace hasn't brought any True Immortals, not even the famous Eastern Emperor Taoist is to be seen; he seems to still be lingering in the Bell Mountain Ruins."

"At this time, they still spare the time to care about a lost emperor scripture?"

"..."

Inside the hall, there was much discussion, all steeped in confusion.

In the high loft's private rooms, where divine senses intertwined, there was also a hint of astonishment.

But confusion aside and astonishment aside, not a single one engaged in a battle of egos or continued to outbid the East Emperor Palace.

An alleged emperor scripture that was a sword technique, its authenticity debatable, wasn't worth the heavy investment to compete with the East Emperor Palace.

As such...

"Thank you all for attending and participating, the Tianyu grand assembly is now concluded!"

With the old man's words, the final clash of titans came to an end, and the curtain came down on the grand event.

Seeing this, everyone in the hall rose to leave, the youth who had revealed the Primordial Immortal Vine among them, vanishing from sight in an instant.

Competition, not only in the assembly but also after it.

The former relies on financial power, the latter on tactics!

After enjoying the excitement and serving as a backdrop, everyone tacitly made their way far away, to avoid bringing disaster upon themselves.

Although this Tianyu ancient city belongs to the ancient Tianyu dynasty, with a supremely powerful True Immortal wielding a heavy weapon suppressing all, not to mention regular Robbing Cultivators, even True Immortal powers would not dare to create chaos here. But who can guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen in this unpredictable world?

Even the imperial clan of the ancient dynasty with its supreme True Immortals may not be able to suppress everything.

Wasn't there a display of Buddhism's might during the assembly just now?

So, it's best to hurry away, hide for a while, wait a hundred and eighty years for things to blow over, then you can leave the city and make good use of what you've gained.

This was the thought of the vast majority of cultivators.

But there are also those with exceptional skills who are bold and not ordinary.

With the sound of dragon chants and tiger roars, columns of carriages swiftly departed towards the city outskirts.

The imperial clan and ancient clans, the great immortal sects all extracted themselves.

They did not have the time to wait a hundred and eighty years for peace and quiet.

The treasures obtained from the assembly must be sent back immediately, to prepare for the ongoing battle in the Bell Mountain Ruins.

Everyone is bustling about for their advantage, coming in a hurry and leaving just as quickly.

Meanwhile, outside Tianyu City, a lone figure walked by himself.

A single person walking alone, solitary and conspicuous at this critical moment.

But regardless, he hastened on, covering enormous distances in one step, swiftly leaving Tianyu City far behind.

However...

"Taoist friend, please halt!"

A gentle voice called out, attempting to intercept him.

Xu Yang frowned, stopping in his tracks, only to see the figure of a person ripple like cloud and water before him, revealing an old man with the bearing of a Taoist ascetic.

Yun Li the Hermit!

Xu Yang came to a halt, eyeing Yun Li the Hermit, frowning slightly before relaxing, "Why does the Taoist friend stop me?"

"I had thought the Taoist friend would stay a while longer in Tianyu City, but didn't expect that no sooner had the Tianyu assembly ended than you left in haste. This truly is a matter of regret for this old man!"

Yun Li the Hermit shook his head, looking at Xu Yang with a light smile, "However, since the Taoist friend wishes to leave, I wouldn't insist on detaining you. It's just that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Scripture bears a heavy destiny with me and could be seen as the opportunity for my path. Therefore, I boldly come to request a brief glimpse of that method from the Taoist friend."

"Requesting a glimpse of the method?"

Xu Yang regarded him with a cold smile, "What a way to put it. What if I refuse?"

"Why be attached to an object outside of oneself?"

Yun Li the Hermit heaved a sigh, "As an outsider, the Taoist friend has undergone so many dangers to reach this Divine Land. It would be better to prioritize one's own cultivation. Why risk such dire perils for the sake of a mere method?"

"Enough, have you said your piece?"

Before he could finish, the space shattered, and a figure appeared, moving on an Escape Light. It took the form of a scruffy Taoist man riding on a black dragon, looking down at Xu Yang with cold eyes, "Boy, I don't care about your origins, today—"

Before he could finish, the space shattered, and a figure appeared, moving on an Escape Light. It took the form of a scruffy Taoist man riding on a black dragon, looking down at Xu Yang with cold eyes, "Boy, I don't care about your origins, today—"