Chapter 416
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Chapter 416: Thunder Spirit Transformation Pill
The Thunder Spirit Transformation Pill!
Crafted by gathering Thunder Spirit Qi and refining it with heavenly materials and earthly treasures over forty-nine days, then tempered by slow-burning flames for another thirty-six days. Known as one of the hardest pills for Golden Core stage alchemists to refine, its rarity speaks for itself.
Every cultivator present recognized its value. Playful grins vanished as faces turned solemn. Some even trembled with anticipation—clearly here solely for this pill.
"About time you showed real treasure, Elder Yue! Those first two auction items were trash."
"Now the auction truly begins!"
"Previous lots were passable, but this Thunder Spirit Transformation Pill? No comparison."
Ye Yun observed the crowd’s barely contained excitement.
"Brother Zhuge," he whispered, "what does this pill actually do?" Though the name hinted at Thunder Spirit Qi, specifics eluded him. Zhuge Chong would surely know.
Zhuge Chong leaned in eagerly. "Experts who’ve mastered Thunder Spirit Qi gather it through special methods, then blend it with rare ingredients. Simple purpose—gives a twenty percent chance to comprehend Thunder Spirit Qi. For those who haven’t, that’s priceless."
Ye Yun’s eyes lit up.
"Don’t tell me you’re tempted!" Zhuge Chong snorted. "Thunder Spirit Qi’s among the fiercest attack energies. Twenty percent? More like one percent in reality."
"Why?"
"Depends who brewed it. Any Golden Core alchemist can make this pill, but skill matters. A master’s version could be a hundred times stronger. Since this one’s creator isn’t named?" Zhuge Chong shrugged. "Not a renowned master. Actual effects? Pathetic."
Ye Yun nodded. Made sense—like his two Spirit Gathering Pills differing wildly in quality.
"What if someone already wielding Thunder Spirit Qi took it?"
"Ask him." Zhuge Chong jabbed a thumb at Zeng Xuan. "My sworn brother here’s swallowed one."
Zeng Xuan hesitated. "Minor benefits. Purifies existing Thunder Spirit Qi, makes it denser."
Ye Yun gaped theatrically. "Brother Zeng commands Thunder Spirit Qi? You hide it well! Such geniuses inspire us all."
"Pure luck." Zeng Xuan waved dismissively. "Fools think one pill grants mastery. Delusional."
"Dreams matter." Ye Yun declared loudly enough to draw stares. "Meeting you today, Brother Zeng, I’ve found my goal. This pill will be mine."
Murmurs rippled through the hall as heads turned toward the bold youth.
"Don’t be reckless." Zeng Xuan hissed. "Earlier items were trifles, but this? Winning this bid paints a target on your back."
Ye Yun chuckled. "Kyoto’s laws forbid theft in city limits, no?"
"And you’ll never leave these walls? Even with Thunder Spirit Qi, you’d barely challenge third or fourth level Foundation Establishment cultivators." Zeng Xuan scanned the crowd. "See many weaker than that here?"
Ye Yun paused, then grinned. "My dictionary lacks ‘fear.’ Auction rules rule today. Consequences come later."
Zeng Xuan turned away, clearly viewing Ye Yun as another spoiled hidden family brat.
Zhuge Chong roared laughter. "That’s the spirit! Auctions favor deep pockets, not strong fists. Cower before high-level cultivators? Why bother bidding!"
"Exactly!" Ye Yun matched his volume. "Hesitation has no place here!"
Their boisterousness drew scowls. Zhuge Chong’s arrogance might stem from being Divine Grace Palace’s elite disciple—but Ye Yun’s boldness? That required deeper motives.
With Ye Yun’s identity and cultivation level, quietly growing within the Great Qin Empire to participate in the Secret Vault of the Immortal Sword Sect’s competition was pure delusion. Forget contending with late-stage Golden Core practitioners – even finding a soul-nourishing pill to awaken Su Ling seemed nearly impossible given his current status.
After consulting Ancestor of the Sword Path, Ye Yun resolved to draw attention through bold actions. Ideally joining Divine Grace Palace or Misty Sect would elevate his status. Though risky, fortune favors the bold – the potential rewards outweighed the dangers.
Time pressed urgently against him. Any mutation in the girl’s Demon Race Bloodline before finding treatment would make regret pointless. Steady cultivation wasn’t an option – he needed pills and rapid advancement. An impending crisis loomed in his mind, demanding immediate strength.
"One thousand top-grade spirit stones!"
The first bid for Thunder Spirit Transformation Pill interrupted Ye Yun’s conversation with Zhuge Chong.
"Fifteen hundred!"
"Two thousand!"
Three bids skyrocketed to two thousand stones, eliminating most bidders. Few could afford such amounts for a contested pill.
"Sect Leader Lin, still chasing Thunder Spirit Qi at your age?"
"Old Hua, that’s none of your concern! This pill will be mine."
"Brother Lin, the auction favors deep pockets – let’s see who truly wants it."
"Twenty-five hundred!"
"Three thousand!"
"Thirty-five hundred!"
"Four thousand!"
The price war between Sect Leader Lin and Old Hua captivated the crowd. As leader of Ten Thousand Laws Sect, Lin Yue could manage four thousand stones despite his mediocre sect. Old Hua, a wandering cultivator stuck at Golden Core stage for centuries, had spent decades amassing wealth – thousands of stones meant little to him.
Ye Yun observed coldly. Neither bidder stood a chance – major forces’ representatives hadn’t even stirred. As predicted, when his gaze swept the room, a new voice calmly declared:
"Five thousand."
A middle-aged man rose two zhang away, his tone gentle but decisive.
