Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 1570

Chapter 1570: Chapter 581: The Sword of Godslayer, Secrets of the Demon Sect_2

Because only those top-level cultivators seated on the fourth floor were eligible to compete for this treasure.

Nascent Soul True Master!

As expected, the silence in the hall didn’t last too long before someone spoke up.

However, the first to speak didn’t make an offer but instead inquired about the detailed circumstances of the Godslayer Sword.

“Where did this sword originate from?”

On the stage, Leng Ruolan was momentarily stunned, unsure how to respond.

It was a ethereal female voice from another place that answered.

“Wen Song, it’s only right that you know, just like the Third-order Black-green Treasure Basin Fish, I acquired this sword from the Oblivion Sea.”

The Nascent Soul True Master addressed as Wen Song, expressed his surprise: “Could it be, the rumors that you’ve been to the Oblivion Sea are true? Yet there has been no word of you leaving Feileng City for these two or three hundred years!”

True Master Feileng spoke with a trace of sorrow, “I have indeed been there. But that was three hundred years ago, when I was merely in the Golden Core Period.”

As soon as these words were uttered, before Wen Song could react, another Nascent Soul True Master declared decisively: “In the Golden Core Realm, it’s utterly impossible to cross the Oblivion Sea. Feileng, are you implying that we are ignorant?”

“Hold on, Mu Lan Gaoxiong, perhaps you are mistaken. Three hundred years ago, True Master Feileng was not alone!” Wen Song reminded.

Everyone present was momentarily stunned, then immediately recalled the past.

Three hundred years ago, True Master Feileng was indeed involved with a Nascent Soul Elder from the Yuan Mo Sect.

Doing the math, it seemed that Feileng City only fell into the hands of True Master Feileng in the last two or three hundred years.

Certain connections began to form in everyone’s minds.

Even True Master Feileng, who was hiding in the shadows, didn’t look too pleased.

That period of history was embarrassing for her, and now that it had been brought up openly, it was akin to exposing a sore point.

Just then, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo spoke up with a tone of surprise: “Could it be that it was the Elder Ancestor of the Yuan Mo Sect’s Xue hai Lineage who took you to the Oblivion Sea back then?”

A sneer appeared on True Master Feileng’s face, “I won’t go into specifics. As for this Godslayer Sword, I’m asking whether any of you want it or not!”

The various Nascent Soul True Masters present were greatly shocked!

The demise of the Yuan Mo Sect was a significant event hanging over the heads of all cultivators in the North Sea Cultivation World.

No one knew the specifics.

It was only known that back then, three Ancient Monsters of God Transformation with countless hordes from the Demon Clan invaded the Beiji Yemo Sky, completely annihilate the Yuan Mo Sect.

This magnitude of power seemed enormous.

But thinking about it, the foundation of the Yuan Mo Sect was so profound, within the sect Yuan Mo, Soul Refining, Xue hai Lineage, each had an Ancestor of God Transformation level existence.

Furthermore, with their sect’s Big Formation and the extreme advantage of their territory, plus ten thousand years of heritage.

How could they simply be breached by merely three Ancient Monsters of God Transformation?

There were rumors claiming that during the initial struggle, one of the Yuan Mo Three Veins’ ancestral figures was absent, and only two were present in the battle.

The missing one seemed to be that very Blood Sea Elder Ancestor!

Now, combined with the description on the Godslayer Sword, which has slain a Divine Transformation Great Power who had comprehended the Daoist Law of the Path of Blood.

Could it be…

“This sword is a must-have for me, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, I’d appreciate it if the other friends could do me this favor.”

Despite usually being amiable, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s words were now cold as Nine You.

It became clear to everyone what he intended.

If the Blood Sword was indeed as everyone suspected, then it would be akin to a tiger having wings added to its might for Blood Nightmare Mo Luo of the Yuan Mo Sect’s Xue hai Lineage, perhaps allowing a glimpse into the God Transformation Stage.

With such a favorable turn, how could he not seek to make it come true?

At that, Mu Lan Gaoxiong from the Canghai Alliance spoke up with a smile.

“Sorry, but I’ve also practiced some of the Blood Sea Dao, and although I haven’t grasped its essence, obtaining this sword might enable me to take a step further.”

Having said that, he went ahead and made his offer.

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo snorted coldly, refusing to give in an inch.

The other waiting Nascent Soul True Masters, witnessing the competition between the two, also couldn’t help but begin to make their own offers.

A most fierce auction silently unfolded within the confines of the Cold Palace.

The reason it was silent was that this auction was occurring solely amongst the Nascent Soul True Masters.

Those of the Foundation Establishment Golden Core ranks below, let alone participating, were totally unaware even of the content of their discussion.

In a private room on the second floor.

Luo Chen softly asked: “What’s the situation now?”

Through the connection with Luo Chen’s Lifebound Magic Treasure Mix Yuan Cauldron, Han Zhan transmitted his voice stealthily, “I’m not sure of the specifics, as I can’t spread out my Divine Consciousness to take part in their discussion. But it seems very intense; clashes of Divine Consciousness are erupting frequently.”

“It won’t escalate to the point of unleashing True Fire and come to blows, right?” Luo Chen was somewhat worried.

If the Nascent Soul True Masters started fighting, then all of them, every last minnow here, would end up as collateral damage.

“Not sure, but at the very least, the face of the local host has to be given, and if there’s going to be a fight, it must wait until the auction is over.” Han Zhan replied.

After a pause, Han Zhan seemed to recall something.

“Have you gathered almost all the materials needed for the Defense Magic Item you’re refining?”

Luo Chen thought for a moment, “I’m just short of the Soft Snake Saliva listed. That stuff can soften mineral materials, making artifact refinement much easier.”

“This item is not hard to find; larger markets in the North Sea usually have it for sale.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Let’s go!” Han Zhan declared without hesitation: “You’ve been quite high-profile in the auction these last few days, already drawing a lot of attention. Although we cultivators aren’t concerned with keeping wealth a secret, Feileng City prohibits fighting, and should others covet what you have, it will surely lead to trouble.”

Luo Chen thought about it and found the reasoning sound.

Even when participating in the auction in Tian Lan Immortal City, though Tianlan City itself was strictly managed, they would still arrange private meetings afterward for cultivators to negotiate again.