Chapter 245: Meeting Yuan Xia Again

Hearing this bid, she sighed softly. Seventh-grade pills were too precious; she didn't have many in stock. She never expected such a rare treasure to appear here, or she would have bid on it.

"Five!" The old man from the Alchemy Dao Alliance struck forcefully. In competing with high-grade pills, the Alchemy Dao Alliance feared no one, and this time they had brought plenty of pills.

"Six!" The Great Elder of the Pill Valley remained aggressive, bellowing. A divine herb that had taken human form—even a single eighth-grade pill would be worth the full effort to secure it!

The people below the palace were petrified, swallowing hard. The three holy lands were especially stunned—six seventh-grade pills. Any one of them would find it extremely difficult to produce such a number.

"The Pill Valley people really are landed gentry," Yang Tian clicked his tongue. Tossing out several seventh-grade pills so casually made him inwardly exclaim. Then his gaze fell on the divine herb, and he swallowed hard. If this divine herb were his, perhaps the Spring of Life could restore its lifespan.

"If only this little one would tend my herb garden..." Yang Tian couldn't help rubbing his hands. If this divine herb took root in his garden, the benefits would be unimaginable. That was why the Great Elder of the Pill Valley was fighting so hard for it.

"Heh heh, quite lively. I'll offer one Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill... I wonder if that's enough to win the auction!"

A somewhat gloomy voice slowly echoed through the auction house. The atmosphere in the hall was deathly still; a pin drop could be heard.

The Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill! An eighth-grade low-level divine pill. Even if a person's body were reduced to a pulp, as long as a trace of life remained, this pill could bring them back from the dead. It was a supreme healing treasure!

The main ingredient of the Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill was an eighth-grade Yin-Yang Resurrection Flower. If this herb grew to sufficient age, it might even evolve into a divine herb in the future.

"What a bold move!" Yang Ba clicked his tongue. An eighth-grade pill was among the highest grade, almost on par with a divine herb.

"It's the Heavenly Dao Alliance!" Yang Tian's gaze shifted to the top-tier private room, and he couldn't help exclaiming. They offered an eighth-grade pill right away! No wonder they were the force that had kept the Alchemy Dao Alliance suppressed.

In a private room on the top floor, two old men from the Alchemy Dao Alliance exchanged glances, a hint of helplessness in their eyes. The Alchemy Dao Alliance didn't have many eighth-grade divine pills, and they never expected such an item to appear at the auction.

"Elder, what should we do?" The young man in snow-white robes frowned slightly, his gaze falling on an old man beside him as he asked. Such a rare treasure was extremely uncommon even in the Central Region.

The old man's hand clenched slightly, his expression shifting. The purpose of this trip was the Alchemy Convention. Why had the Heavenly Dao Alliance prepared a Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill? This pill was extremely precious, even exceeding the value of a divine herb.

"No choice. We'll have to let them have it," the old man sighed, speaking slowly. Although this divine herb was rare, its life was at an end—not worth a major conflict.

The Outer Sect Great Elder's throat bobbed as he swallowed. Although the Pill Valley had some eighth-grade pills in stock, compared to the Yin-Yang Resurrection Pill, they would need to offer an even higher-grade divine pill, which would not be worth the cost. Every divine pill was extremely difficult to refine, and the tribulation lightning it endured was even more terrifying.

"Yiya..." The divine herb seemed to sense its fate, crying out loudly, tears streaming down its face. It had lived for over a hundred thousand years, yet never expected to meet such an end.

The auction ended hastily. The Pill Valley did not auction the final treasure, concluding the event early, much to the regret of many.

Leaving the auction house, Yang Tian followed a maid toward the appraisal room. His just-calm heart now grew hot. Tomorrow was the Alchemy Convention, and the Soul-Connecting Pill would allow his soul body to break through to the Soul-Tempering realm.

Sitting in the appraisal room, Yang Tian waited about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. The white-haired old man walked over with a smile. The unexpected turn during the auction of the supreme bloodstone had boosted his profits even further.

Seeing the old man's face, Yang Tian's mouth twitched. Clearly, the fee for this transaction would not be small.

"Hehe, sorry to keep you waiting, young friend." The white-haired old man sat in a chair, his smiling eyes fixed on Yang Tian as he said slowly, "That auction was quite unexpected. You got a great bargain."

"Not as big a bargain as you got..." Yang Tian muttered inwardly, feeling a bit annoyed.

"Here are the items you exchanged, young friend. Take a look." The white-haired old man tossed over a void ring, chuckling.

Taking the void ring, Yang Tian swept his soul power over it, then nodded. "How much is the fee?"

"Hehe, that auction was truly exciting." The white-haired old man rubbed the back of his hand and said in a low voice, "You also sold me a supreme bloodstone earlier. We're acquaintances now. I'll give you a discount—just 500,000 mid-grade bloodstones."

Hearing this, a black line appeared on Yang Tian's forehead. Looking at the old man's beaming face, Yang Tian felt a chill of disgust. He took out 500,000 bloodstones and fled the scene.

Just after Yang Tian left, a figure appeared in the room, bloodstains still fresh on his shoulder. The Great Elder cast a surprised glance in Yang Tian's direction.

He had sensed that Yang Tian's appearance seemed somewhat odd, as if it were a concealment technique—very sophisticated.

"Interesting. Who could produce so many supreme bloodstones at once, and have them auctioned off by the Meng family?" The Great Elder murmured. He had thoroughly investigated Yang Tian's activities from his arrival in Pill City to the auction.

Since arriving, Yang Tian had left his group, attended the auction alone, and produced so many supreme bloodstones—it was quite intriguing.

Leaving the auction, Yang Tian headed straight for the inn. Tomorrow was the Alchemy Convention, to be held within Pill City. As for the Fire Domain that Meng Yunxi had mentioned, it was sealed inside the Pill Valley!

As Yang Tian walked, he suddenly encountered a familiar graceful figure. Dressed in white, elegant and charming, she attracted many gazes. Though her face was veiled, her ethereal beauty drew attention.

Seeing this, Yang Tian's pupils contracted slightly, a surge of joy rising in his eyes. Just as he opened his mouth, he swallowed his words and sent out his soul power: "Yuan Xia, it's me, Yang Tian."

A soft voice sounded beside Yuan Xia's ear. Her lotus steps paused briefly, then she continued forward.

Yang Tian followed closely. Last time, Yuan Xia had helped him greatly, and he hadn't had a chance to thank her.

After walking some distance to a secluded spot, Yuan Xia turned back to look at the young man with a gentle smile and asked with some confusion, "What are you doing here?"

"Me?" Pointing at his nose, Yang Tian grinned. "I'm here for the Alchemy Convention. By the way, why are you here?"

Seeing Yang Tian's questioning look, Yuan Xia raised an eyebrow slightly and said with some surprise, "You know alchemy?"

"Of course. I'm here for the Alchemy Convention." Yang Tian scratched his head and smiled.

"Oh..." Yuan Xia nodded slightly, her gaze hesitating for a moment. She was very curious about the connection between her family and the Yang family, but she dared not discuss it with her family. If her family learned that her blood resonated with an outsider, Yang Tian would likely face considerable trouble.

Her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Tian's warm smile, she felt an inexplicable urge to draw close to him.