As soon as Meng Hao finished speaking, the surrounding space fell silent, and all eyes turned to the iron spear stuck in the ground.
Tian Shuiyin let out a loud laugh, cupping his hands towards Meng Hao.
"Since Brother Meng has thought of it this way, I, Tian, will certainly not let Brother Meng suffer a loss. I have five hundred spirit stones here."
With that, he took a storage bag from his chest, lightly flipped his hand, and a large pile of glittering spirit stones appeared on the ground.
The pile of spirit stones immediately attracted the attention of the cultivators from the State of Zhao. A hint of schadenfreude, though unspoken, appeared on their faces. Five hundred spirit stones was not a small amount, but it was far from enough to buy that ultimate treasure.
Not only them, but even Meng Hao frowned, though his thoughts were different from those cultivators from the State of Zhao. The iron spear in his hand was only worth a few taels of silver; to be able to exchange it for five hundred spirit stones was already a huge profit.
"How ridiculous! You're oppressing Brother Meng too much, only wanting to offer five hundred spirit stones to buy it? I, Lu, am willing to offer one thousand five hundred spirit stones!"
Lu Song flicked his sleeve and took out a storage bag. He lightly flipped his hand, and a pile of spirit stones appeared on the ground, much higher than Tian Shuiyin's pile. The spiritual light radiating in all directions made everyone present unable to resist, their eyes lighting up.
The disciples from the State of Zhao were moved. One thousand five hundred spirit stones was an amount they would find difficult to obtain, even though they were all disciples of major sects.
Sun Hua's eyes widened, his breathing quickening. Zhou Kai, standing behind him, was also stunned, his respect for Meng Hao increasing, and at the same time, he regretted not having built a good relationship with the other party earlier. He thought to himself, Meng Hao would definitely make the exchange.
"Junior Brother Lu's tone is really grand." Tian Shuiyin looked coldly at Lu Song. Today, he absolutely had to obtain this ultimate treasure because it was the item that granted him the qualification to enter the ranks of inner sect disciples; he would absolutely not give it up easily. Lu Song was now his direct competitor; the two of them could not cooperate to drive down the price.
"All of you, take out your spirit stones for me. I will return them to you when we get back to the sect." Tian Shuiyin turned his head and said to the remaining fellow disciples. These people did not hesitate to take out all their storage bags and pour them onto the ground.
"In total, there are two thousand one hundred spirit stones here. Brother Meng, this is all of my, Tian's, spirit stones." Tian Shuiyin said coldly to Meng Hao, sparing no expense, while also giving Lu Song a sharp look.
Lu Song's expression changed. Those one thousand five hundred spirit stones were also what he had borrowed from several junior brothers to gather enough. Now that the other party had produced so many spirit stones, and he saw Meng Hao's hesitation, he quickly patted the storage bag by his side.
"Brother Meng, I, Lu, have no more spirit stones, but I, Lu, still have elixirs." As he spoke, a bottle of pills appeared in his hand. "Inside are three Heavenly Water Pills, very suitable for cultivators below the eighth layer of Condensation Realm to consume. These few elixirs were refined in the best alchemy room in my Zi Yun Sect; each pill is worth five hundred spirit stones."
As soon as Lu Song finished speaking, the disciples from the State of Zhao stirred, their eyes filled with fervent desire. Among them, someone who knew about this elixir quickly explained it to everyone.
Sun Hua's breathing became even more rapid. He had heard elders in his sect mention this Heavenly Water Pill. It was one of the three best elixirs for cultivators below the eighth layer of Condensation Realm.
Even within the Violet Cloud Sect, only cultivators and outer sect disciples who accumulated significant merit were rewarded.
Tian Shuiyin frowned, staring at Lu Song for a moment before gritting his teeth, patting his storage bag, and then taking out a bottle of pills.
"This Tian does not have Heavenly Water Pills, but I see that Brother Meng has reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation cultivation. I have five Earth Spirit Pills here. I received these as a reward from the sect years ago for accumulating much merit. They are most suitable for cultivators at the seventh level." Tian Shuiyin said decisively.
"Earth Spirit Pills? This Lu also has some." Lu Song sneered, turning to look at the disciples behind him.
These disciples could only grit their teeth, then took out a total of ten Earth Spirit Pills from their storage bags, their eyes reddening as they looked at Tian Shuiyin and the others.
"Brother Tian, what do you think?"
Meng Hao shamelessly said softly.
Tian Shuiyin's expression changed.
Everyone present realized that his current items were not as valuable as Lu Song's, and the matter of advancing to an inner sect disciple was too important to him.
"Junior Brother Lu, do you insist on competing with this Tian today? Very well!" A cruel glint appeared in Tian Shuiyin's eyes.
He raised his hand, and a black, shimmering nail flew out of his storage bag.
The entire nail was black, exuding an unusually sharp aura.
"Brother Meng, this magical artifact is called the Soul Snatching Nail, bestowed upon this Tian by the sect."
"It is a yin-cold item. Once it wounds someone, it can freeze the wound, and the cold energy will then invade the body." Tian Shuiyin explained to Meng Hao, suppressing his heartache.
As soon as the nail appeared, the fellow disciples behind him revealed expressions of extreme envy.
Lu Song's face also changed; he hadn't expected Tian Shuiyin to dare to take out this magical artifact.
Meng Hao's eyes widened, and his heart pounded in his chest.
Not only him, but the disciples from the State of Zhao were equally astonished.
"This is the Violet Cloud Sect's Soul Snatching Nail! I heard the elders in the sect say it's a treasure belonging to the Violet Cloud Sect. They say there are only one hundred and eight of them, and each one possesses astonishing power." Sun Hua felt a bitter taste in his mouth, staring intently at the nail, wishing he could replace Meng Hao to obtain that magical artifact.
Lu Song's expression changed continuously.
He bit his teeth hard.