Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

"Sixteen thousand Spirit Stones! Going once!"

Before a smile could even form on Fang Qingyuan’s face in his private room, someone in a room from another direction raised the bid:

"I bid eighteen thousand Spirit Stones!"

"This fellow Cultivator is willing to bid eighteen thousand Spirit Stones! Eighteen thousand! Are there any other bids?"

The Auctioneer shouted rapidly, trying to stir up the emotions of the Cultivators present.

"Twenty thousand!"

From across the second floor came a hoarse, aged voice, its bid striking Fang Qingyuan’s ears like a bolt from the blue.

In just a few breaths, the price was already heading for twenty thousand. Fang Qingyuan thought for a moment and was about to call out a bid when Jiang Kui, beside him, grabbed his arm and asked:

"How much are you planning to bid?"

Fang Qingyuan said:

"How about twenty-one thousand?"

"Just bid twenty-five thousand directly. That’s my limit. If someone bids higher, we’ll let it go."

Jiang Kui’s tone was resolute. She signaled for Fang Qingyuan to call out that exact amount, and since he had no objection, he shouted directly:

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-five thousand! Twenty-five thousand! The Geng-character room bids twenty-five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones! Are there any higher bids!?"

The Auctioneer shouted with excitement. A Second-Order Middle Grade Magic Sword had its price inflated by two-thirds. For him, this was a considerable commission.

Finally, no one else raised their bid. The move of jumping the price by five thousand Spirit Stones had intimidated the previous bidders. Twenty-five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones was already a high price for a Second-Order Middle Grade Magical Artifact.

If they had continued to bid and Fang Qingyuan’s side had backed out, they would have been forced to pay up.

After the Auctioneer on stage brought his gavel down three times, a Qi Cultivation Cultivator carried the Magic Sword directly to Fang Qingyuan’s private room to settle the payment on the spot.

Once Jiang Kui paid the twenty-five thousand Spirit Stones, the Spiritual Mist Water Sword was delivered into her hands as expected.

After getting the Magic Sword, Jiang Kui had no desire to stay any longer. After a few more rounds, while the atmosphere grew heated over another auction item, she and Fang Qingyuan quietly slipped out of the private room and returned to their inn.

On the way back, Fang Qingyuan looked at the woman beside him and sighed internally. ’She haggles over a ten-Spirit-Stone room fee but doesn’t bat an eye at a five-thousand-Spirit-Stone price jump. I really can’t figure her out.’

Having acquired the Magic Sword, Jiang Kui seemed to be in a good mood. She still had fifty thousand Spirit Stones on hand. Now that the most important item, the Magic Sword, was secured, it was time to purchase other cultivation supplies.

In cultivation, a primary Magical Artifact is important, but other cultivation supplies are also essential. Cultivation Elixirs, in particular, are a major drain on Spirit Stones.

Lianshui City had a rich variety of water-attribute Miracle Elixirs, and Jiang Kui took the opportunity to buy a large amount. As for other supplies, she was prepared to fill her storage pouch to the brim.

It wasn’t easy to make a trip out like this, so how could they not shop to their hearts’ content? Jiang Kui and Fang Qingyuan split up and went on a three-day shopping spree. Only then did the two of them mount Jinbao and fly toward their home on Yuanling Mountain.

A little over ten days later, the two returned to Yuanling Mountain after a smooth journey. Ever since the three major families signed the treaty, the White Mountain area near the Southern Border’s Death Swamp had not seen any large-scale conflicts for four or five years.

A "large-scale conflict" was defined as an incident where more than ten Cultivators died at once. The occasional death of a few was just a part of daily life on White Mountain.

Upon arriving at Yuanling Mountain, Jiang Kui announced that she needed to refine her newly acquired Spiritual Mist Water Sword. For the next hundred days or so, she was not to be disturbed unless something major happened.

Fang Qingyuan was more than happy with this arrangement, as he had his own business to attend to.

The Tier Three Lower Grade Spiritual Material, the [Sea Purple Agarwood], ultimately ended up in Fang Qingyuan’s possession. After the auction, he had sought out the seller. Once the Sea Purple Agarwood failed to sell, a market assessment confirmed that it was indeed not worth twenty thousand Spirit Stones.

Thus, Fang Qingyuan was able to buy it for only nineteen thousand Spirit Stones. The moment he brought it back, he buried it in the black soil of his Immortal Mansion, where it was now slowly being absorbed.

Besides the Sea Purple Agarwood, Fang Qingyuan also spent a considerable number of Spirit Stones to fully arm himself.

Previously, aside from the Tier Two Lower Grade Turtle Shell Spirit Shield, the other Magical Artifacts Fang Qingyuan used were all mediocre Tier One Middle-Lower Grade items.

Now that Fang Qingyuan had sold off his spiritual materials and had Spirit Stones to spare, he decided not to shortchange himself. His current Protective Magical Artifact was the Tier Two Lower Grade [Turtle Shell Spirit Shield], and his primary offensive Magical Artifact was a pair of [Unity Soul-Locking Hammers].

This pair of [Unity Soul-Locking Hammers] was a Tier Two Lower Grade Magical Artifact. It could only unleash its full power when wielded by two Cultivators whose hearts were in sync. However, Fang Qingyuan wasn’t interested in the artifact’s power; instead, he was drawn to one of its attributes: [Unity].

The effect of "Unity" could link the minds of two Cultivators, allowing them to achieve a certain degree of mental connection.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan had no intention of engaging in such mind-linking antics with another Cultivator. His target was Jinbao.

It was a pitiable situation. As a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, Fang Qingyuan knew very few Beast Taming Techniques. This was because, in the beginning, his status had been too low to learn any advanced ones.

Before Lechuan took charge of the Southern Border Beast Taming Sect, Fang Qingyuan was just an Outer Disciple at Tianshan Villa. Although he operated under the banner of the Beast Taming Sect, he had fallen so far that he had to run a ferry service to survive. How could he possibly dream of beast taming?

With no money and no Spirit Stones, Fang Qingyuan naturally had little interest in a craft as expensive as beast taming.