The Two Yis Copper Coin was certainly a top-tier magic treasure, but for Chu Xuan, they weren't the perfect match. Yet, to other cultivators, they were a rare and precious item. It didn't take long before someone purchased the Two Yis Copper Coin for eleven great spiritual stones and twenty-five medium spiritual stones.
After that, Shangguan He sat down, and Qiu Wanhong took out two more treasures. The first was a set of array disks and array flags, called the Crimson Flood Flag. The second was a giant sword-type magic treasure, the Silver Edge Sword. Both were also top-tier magic treasures. The price for both was the same as Shangguan He's: ten great spiritual stones.
Chu Xuan couldn't help but shake his head. These weren't treasures that caught his eye. However, Wei Ji was quite tempted. Yet, he didn't have enough to afford them—ten great spiritual stones was no small amount.
After the auction of the two hosts' treasures, the event moved into the free trading segment. Cultivators found a place to sit and began placing their wares on nearby tables, ready for trade.
Chu Xuan glanced around and couldn't help but shake his head. These righteous cultivators seemed to be used to standard trading practices. But how could they display their truly valuable items in such an open manner? Did they not fear someone swooping in and stealing them?
With a wave of his hand, Chu Xuan took out a mirror. It shimmered with light, and within its reflective surface appeared the items he intended to sell today. If he spoke the name of any of these items aloud, they would enlarge and a series of descriptive text would appear beside them.
This item was the Hundred Treasures Mirror. It had no offensive or defensive capabilities, but it could record and display all kinds of treasures, making them visible on the mirror's surface.
Chu Xuan had obtained it from Miaochan's storage bag, finding it incredibly useful, so he had kept it. Now, it had come in handy.
Wei Ji looked on in amazement. "This treasure is something new, fellow daoist Chu. Where did it come from?" he asked.
Chu Xuan smiled. "Of course, I acquired it through some... unsavory means. I didn't make it myself."
Wei Ji's mouth twitched. "That makes sense," he thought.
Chu Xuan didn't look like the type who would craft treasures himself. Shang Xingchen also took out a similar treasure, though on his table were only the projections of his items. The actual treasures remained hidden in his storage bag.
Chu Xuan and Shang Xingchen immediately stood up and began to stroll through the forest, looking for anything that might be useful or of interest to them from the other cultivators.
As for Wei Ji—He had originally planned to lay his treasures out for display. But seeing Chu Xuan and Shang Xingchen doing their thing, he scratched his head. He decided it was safer to just sketch out the various treasures he had, write down their uses, and place them on his table. Only then did he feel comfortable enough to leave his seat and browse the other traders' goods.
Chu Xuan wandered around for a bit, but still couldn't find anything that caught his eye. However, as he passed by a cultivator in white, something caught his attention. It was none other than Kang Jia.
When Kang Jia saw Chu Xuan stop in front of him, he instinctively wanted to smile and greet him. But as soon as he remembered that the other party was a demonic cultivator, he quickly suppressed his smile and cleared his expression.
"Do... do you wish to buy something?" Kang Jia began to say "fellow daoist," but stopped himself at the last moment.
Chu Xuan pointed at a white cocoon and asked, "What is this?"
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Kang Jia answered, "It's a Spirit Insect—the Moonlight Butterfly. It feeds on wind and dew and can grow to match the strength of an early Nascent Soul cultivator."
Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "Isn't it just a kind of Gu insect? Why call it a Spirit Insect?"
Kang Jia frowned, "Gu insects consume human blood, but Spirit Insects feed on the essence of heaven and earth, the sun, and the moon. They are not the same at all."
Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "But from what I know, this Moonlight Butterfly needs at least a thousand years to match the strength of an early Nascent Soul cultivator."
He had read extensively about Gu insects. Naturally, he was aware of the Moonlight Butterfly's growth cycle. To him, Gu insects and Spirit Insects were no different—both were just insects, after all.
He continued, "Which Nascent Soul cultivator would be so bored as to raise such insects?"
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