The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Chapter 69 The Twin Fruits of Ten Thousand Years

Du Qianxian, the sect leader of the Jade Lotus Sect in Jeju Lotus City, found it strange that Xue Xiazi, the sect leader of the Cloud Mist Sect who had come with him, was clenching her fists, her eyes blazing with anger, and her teeth clenched.

Du Qian asked in a low voice, "Sect Leader Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Xiazi's voice, though low, couldn't contain her rage: "It was her! She killed my son, Wan Gu!"

Du Qian's expression changed, and he pressed Xue Xiaozi's arm down: "Calm down, let's talk about everything after the appraisal event."

Zhao Hua also saw Shen Yao. She was very happy to see the beautiful lady here. When her father was not paying attention, Zhao Hua stood up and waved to Shen Yao.

Shen Yao also saw her and waved to her to indicate that she had seen her. Zhao Hua raised her communication token, meaning that they would exchange tokens later. Seeing the pretty lady nod, she sat back down contentedly.

Cheng Qiang discovered that the fairy who spent two hundred dollars to buy the Wind Spirit Pearl was the same one who had hit his son with the Perfect Stone at the inn that morning. Cheng Qiang said nothing and pretended not to have seen it.

Chu Yun had already guessed it when he was at the guest house, and now that he met her at the Feng family's treasure appraisal event, he knew that this must be Fairy Shen.

Yun Ling and Yun Long were not surprised at all when they heard Shen Xianzi's bid. The two immortals remained calm and composed, knowing that this was just the beginning and the real show was yet to come.

Shen Yao then acquired several more refining materials.

It wasn't anything important, and Shen Yao's offer was reasonable, so few of the cultivators argued about it or said anything.

"The next item up for auction is the Purple Spirit Cloud Furnace, a high-grade weapon-refining furnace crafted by the Immortal Saint Feng Yu."

Feng Susu lifted the cloud-like veil, and a purple six-legged cauldron the size of a bowl flew out. In a few breaths, it grew to half a height and slowly rotated in mid-air.

The furnace surface is carved with a dragon summoning clouds, with the dragon's horns breaking through the clouds and its tail weaving through them, creating a magnificent scene.

Feng Susu began her explanation: "As everyone knows, Immortal Saint Feng Yu is the best spirit treasure craftsman in Qiwu City. The spirit treasures he creates can reduce the loss of spiritual energy by 80% when used."

"And this Purple Spirit Cloud Furnace not only reduces spiritual energy consumption by 80%, but also boasts a success rate of 70% in refining."

The cultivators whispered among themselves: "Seventy percent! That means we can save so many materials!"

'Leaving aside the success rate, reducing spiritual energy consumption by 80% also saves time and effort.'

"That's right, that makes sense."

Feng Susu began bidding: "Starting bid, eighty dollars."

Immediately, a cultivator countered: "Eighty-two dollars."

'Eighty-five cuts.'

Ninety cuts.

...

One hundred and fifty dollars.

One hundred and fifty dollars is already a very good price. Feng Susu began to set the price: "One hundred and fifty dollars..."

"Two hundred cuts," Shen Yao shouted.

The immortal who had offered one hundred and fifty dollars looked at Shen Yao with a reproachful gaze: "Fairy, you have already snatched many treasures, shouldn't you stop now?"

"Three hundred dollars." Shen Yao immediately raised the price: "I bought it with my money, not by stealing it."

The immortal saint's face flushed red as he angrily rebuked, "You rude junior!"

"Five hundred dollars," Shen Yao arrogantly raised the price.

Feng Xuan gave Shen Yao an approving look, then made a few "eh" sounds at Feng Yu and winked at her.

Feng Yu paid no attention to Feng Xuan. At this moment, his heart was surging and his chest was pounding like a drum: "Fairy Shen, do you really approve of my craftsmanship!"

Jiang Ming surprisingly said something: "The fairy bought it with her own strength, so it can't be considered robbery. Elder Zhang, if you can offer five hundred knives, I would like to ask the fairy to let you have it, how about it?"

Wang Xu looked up, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: 'We're done for, the sect leader is done for…'

Zhang Meng turned and sat down, saying nothing more.

The appraisal event continued, and the Purple Spirit Cloud Furnace was acquired by Shen Yao.

After this wave, Shen Yao felt that she had made too much of a splash, so she decided to take a break for now. Anyway, she had already vented her anger, so she would quietly wait for the Twin Fruit of Ten Thousand Years.

Not long after I sat down, a communication token was handed to me.

It was Wei Zhuang, the young sect leader of the neighboring Immortal Protector Sect.

Wei Zhuang's righteous face revealed anticipation in his eyes.

Shen Yao didn't stand on ceremony and exchanged the Sun and Moon Radiance for the token with him.

Although there wasn't a single exchange of words, Wei Zhuang felt incredibly lucky.

Wei Zhuang didn't bid on any treasures. He came here just to see if there was a chance to meet a generous patron.

The Immortal Guardian Sect is located in Weicheng, Jizhou. Jizhou is a prosperous prefecture, but Weicheng is on the border of the Immortal Clan and adjacent to the Demon Clan.

In recent years, for some unknown reason, a large number of evil cultivators have emerged from the demon race. These evil cultivators have grown stronger day by day and have been provoking border cities daily.

The Immortal Guardian Sect has been guarding the front lines, and its disciples and the immortals of the city have suffered continuous casualties.

Food, provisions, magical treasures, elixirs... everything must be perfect.

The subsidies provided by the True God Sect were limited, and they were on the front lines every day. Where would they find the time and energy to raise so many Ten Coins?

Wei Zhuang gripped the communication token tightly, clinging to Wei Cheng as his lifeline.

If this fairy sitting next to me were willing to lend a little help, the Acropolis could hold out for a little longer...

The appraisal event lasted for more than an hour, and finally the item the sect leader needed for the auction came up: the Ten-Thousand-Year Twin Fruit.

The only difference is that these twin fruits are photographed together, not separately.

Shen Yao roughly knew the reason. The sect leader said that the Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Yin Fruit was only useful to demonic cultivators or those who were seriously injured by demonic cultivators. The Feng family was afraid that the Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Yin Fruit would go unsold.

The twin fruits that grow on the same tree for thousands of years look like two peaches, one red and one green.

Feng Susu was introducing: "This red one is a ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Yang Fruit. When we immortals eat it, it can greatly improve our cultivation techniques, and there is even a 30% chance that our spiritual roots will be upgraded."

The cultivators in their seats began to stir, their eyes burning with desire as they gazed at the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Yang Fruit.

Their spiritual roots have been upgraded! After the upgrade, these immortals, saints, and ancestors can live for another five hundred, eight hundred, or twelve hundred years!

Even though it's only 30%, it's still a rare opportunity.

Even if you are already of superior quality and can no longer use it, it would be excellent to give it to a younger generation!

"This blue one is a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual yin fruit. It is very beneficial to demonic cultivators after they eat it, and immortals can also use it to heal the injuries caused by demonic cultivators."

Few of those present are going to the front lines to deal with the demonic cultivators. Even if they did go, they could protect themselves and escape unscathed. The Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Yin Fruit is dispensable to them.

The female cultivator behind Wu Yan, disguised as Gou Yue, Wu Yan's attendant, stared intently at the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Yin Fruit, her eyes undisguised, determined to obtain it.

Gou Yue was confident that she had prepared enough Perfect Blades, and even if that wasn't enough, she had treasures that cultivators couldn't resist, which could be exchanged for the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Yin Fruit.

With the pre-bid hype nearly complete, Feng Susu began bidding: "A pair that only appears once every ten thousand years, a ten-thousand-year twin fruit, starting bid, ten thousand dollars!"

The cultivators were in an uproar. Ten thousand knives! Ten million ten thousand perfect coins.

However, if one can successfully upgrade their rank, even spending 200,000 or 100,000 Ten-Coins a year to buy life is still very worthwhile.

There's a 30% chance of success; if it fails, all 10,000 dollars will be wasted.

Even at such a high price, some cultivators still placed bids.

'Ten thousand five hundred dollars.'

'Ten thousand one thousand dollars.'

'Ten thousand one hundred and twenty dollars!'

……

'Ten thousand five hundred dollars!'

……

'Twelve thousand two hundred dollars!'

The bidding went on for a long time before finally settling at $12,400.

Feng Susu began setting the price: "Twelve thousand four hundred dollars, is there a higher price?"

Gou Yue firmly stated, "Twelve thousand five hundred cuts."

"Is there a higher price than 12,500 knives?" Feng Susu looked at Shen Yao, this arrogant fairy, who hadn't made a move since winning the Purple Spirit Cloud Furnace. She wondered if she had been distracted or if she had used up all her Ten Perfect Knives.

"Thirteen thousand dollars," Shen Yao said calmly, as if she were talking about thirteen thousand perfect coins.

Feng Susu's eyes lit up again: "Is there anything higher than thirteen thousand knives?"