Chapter 1786: Entering the Main Hall

"You want to snatch it from me, Old Ghost Yu?"

The White Revered One's scalp tingled, and all his fur stood on end. Sixty drops of Ancient Sage blood, capable of regeneration from a single drop, were already more than it had anticipated. The fact that this fellow also wanted to bid for it was driving it crazy.

"You buy yours, I'll buy mine. How is that snatching?" Old Ghost Yu raised an eyebrow and sneered, "If you're willing to pay a higher price, then do it. Anyway, I want this spot too!"

"There are still two spots left. Can't you bid for those?" The White Revered One gritted its teeth.

"Do you think I'm stupid? The later ones will only get more expensive. Although my Spirit Clan has many masters, we're not fools to be taken advantage of!" Old Ghost Yu snorted, "Little Master Zhang just said that the highest bidder wins. Since it's an auction, if you bid sixty, I'll bid sixty-five!"

"You..." The White Revered One's body trembled with rage, but there was nothing it could do. Since it was an auction, naturally the highest bidder won; it was impossible to prevent others from bidding!

"I bid sixty-six!" The White Revered One finally managed to say.

"Sixty-seven!"

"Sixty-eight!" The White Revered One felt like killing someone.

"Sixty-nine!"

"Seventy..." Old Ghost Yu looked unconcerned.

"You're very... good. Seventy-five!" Unable to hold back any longer, the White Revered One exploded, "Old Ghost Yu, if you dare to continue, don't blame me for turning hostile right now!"

"Haha, fine, I'll let you have it!" Seeing the price had reached seventy-five, Old Ghost Yu chuckled and said no more. He could tell the Saint Beast was on the verge of breaking down. If he provoked it further, a fight might actually break out. While he wasn't afraid of its strength, facing a furious Saint Beast with numerous experts from the Master Teacher Pavilion and the Hundred Schools of Philosophers surrounding them still made him uneasy.

"Here!" Seeing that Old Ghost Yu was no longer competing, the White Revered One breathed a sigh of relief. With a shake of its hoof, a jade bottle flew towards Zhang Xuan. It contained seventy-five drops of Saint Beast blood, capable of regeneration from a single drop. Saint Beasts are enormous, so while seventy-five drops would be a large quantity for humans, it was not much for a Saint Beast. However, their advancement relies on bloodline and talent, making it much harder than for humans. Experts capable of regenerating from a single drop are significantly fewer among Saint Beasts than among humans or the Spirit Clan. Therefore, these drops were accumulated at immense cost, and parting with them was painful.

"The second spot goes to the Saint Beast Clan. For the third spot, the starting bid is... one hundred drops of Ancient Sage blood!" Zhang Xuan said with a smile.

"One hundred drops?" Old Ghost Yu's eyebrows shot up, and his face stiffened. He almost burst out cursing, "Why don't you just rob us directly!" The price had nearly doubled from the sixty drops just now. Was he doing this on purpose? He had assumed that even if the price increased for the third spot, seventy drops would be the limit, which was why he hadn't competed with the White Revered One. He hadn't expected this fellow to have such low moral standards.

"The Hundred Schools of Philosophers have three spots, the Saint Beast Clan has two, and you only have one. Buy it or don't buy it, if you don't, I won't sell it..." Zhang Xuan looked over with a beaming smile, a corner of his mouth curving upwards. "And frankly... yes, I *am* robbing you. It just depends on whether you'll pay or not!" He wouldn't miss an opportunity to trick this fellow. Whether it bought or not, he wouldn't suffer any loss.

"You..." Old Ghost Yu was so angry he felt like he would explode.

"Why not agree? Even if he gets our Spirit Clan's Ancient Sage blood, a human Master Teacher definitely won't be able to use it. At worst... we wait for him to leave the main hall, find an opportunity to kill him, and then take back the items..." An Ancient Sage from the Spirit Clan secretly transmitted a message. The murderous aura in the Spirit Clan's Ancient Sage blood was so dense it was almost tangible; even Immemorial Realm experts couldn't get close, let alone refine it! This human Master Teacher wouldn't be able to use it anyway, so why not agree first? They could always find a chance to reclaim it and kill him to vent their hatred.

"Hmm!" Old Ghost Yu's expression recovered somewhat. He snorted and said, "One hundred drops, then it's one hundred drops. Now, I'll give you two hundred drops if you sell me both the third and fourth spots!"

"Sell them all to you?"

"Yes, they've already bought theirs, and the remaining ones certainly won't continue bidding. No matter how high you set the price, it'll be useless. You might as well sell them to me together! I'll give you the same price." Old Ghost Yu said. It was a clear swindle anyway, so he didn't care.

"Alright!" After a brief pause, Zhang Xuan nodded. What the other party said was true. The Hundred Schools of Philosophers and the Saint Beasts had already purchased their spots, making it difficult to get them to spend heavily again. Since that was the case, it was better to sell them all to the Spirit Clan in one go. Besides, once they reached the main hall, no matter how many Spirit Clan members entered, he would ensure their demise. It would just be like them delivering treasures to him.

"Here!" Seeing him agree, Old Ghost Yu breathed a sigh of relief. With a flick of his finger, two jade bottles flew over. Zhang Xuan casually caught them, and seeing that each bottle contained one hundred drops of blood, he nodded in satisfaction.

"You must be careful. If even a trace of their will remains in the Spirit Clan's Ancient Sage blood, it can fully regenerate from a single drop and launch a sneak attack on you..." Zhang Hongtian transmitted a warning, seemingly having discerned Old Ghost Yu's ill intentions. When an Ancient Sage reaches the blood-drop regeneration realm, a single drop of their blood can become a life. While it's troublesome and time-consuming to restore their full strength, it's quite easy for them to recover enough to kill a Golden Body Realm expert.

"I know!" Zhang Xuan smiled. When he opened the bottle caps earlier, he had already infused them with his True Qi. There were indeed traces of the other party's will remaining inside. Although Ancient Sages could transcend the Heavenly Dao, this particular will was too weak to resist at all! With just a single attempt, he had eradicated them all. Without their will, even if the blood remained highly active, it would take tens of thousands of years of accumulation to fully resurrect into their original form. By then, it would certainly have been used up.

"If you can't handle it, I can help!" Zhang Hongtian offered.

"Thank you, Ancestor, but I can handle it!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

"Now that the spots have been allocated, prepare to depart!" With the auction of the spots complete, there was no point in staying there any longer, so Ancient Sage Yan Qing spoke again.

Zhang Xuan nodded and said no more. Following the previously determined allocations, he led the group behind him. Little Talisman flew up, enveloping them, and then soared directly towards the main hall before them. The Saint Beasts, having secured two spots, sent a white fox and a red leopard, both likely related to the White Revered One. The Spirit Clan sent three Great Perfection experts of the Immemorial Realm; their expressions were unreadable, and they remained silent, making it impossible to gauge their exact strength. As for the Hundred Schools of Philosophers, another expert had joined them, comparable in strength to Yan Xue. In summary, everyone who entered this time, with the exception of Zhang Xuan, was at least a Great Perfection Immemorial Realm expert, considered the strongest below the Ancient Sages.

"Go in!" As Little Talisman touched the main hall's seal, it immediately merged with it. In an instant, the group vanished from their original spot, leaving no trace behind.