Not only that, but the most crucial point was, through the knowledge from the Medical Saint Inheritance, Shen Qiang became acutely aware that the quality of this Furnace Tripod was at least above the level of an Immortal Artifact!

Ordinary Cultivation practitioners classify their magical treasures from weak to strong as follows: Daoist Artifact, Spiritual Artifact, and Magic Artifact.

It was impossible for Cultivators to forge an Immortal Artifact with their abilities.

Therefore, an Immortal Artifact to Cultivators was almost like infantrymen possessing a tank, or fishermen owning an aircraft carrier.

"Twenty-five million for the first time, is there anyone else bidding? Twenty-five million for the second..."

"Thirty million!" Just as the auctioneer thought no one would bid any higher, Shen Qiang, who realized the immense importance of this Furnace Tripod sealed by an Immortal Technique, did not hesitate to place a bid.

In an instant, everyone present was stunned.

"Thirty million for a Copper Tripod, he really is rich and capricious!"

"My heavens, that thirty million could provide for me for several lifetimes."

"In the antique circle, it's true what they say, there's an excess of money and a scarcity of sense, spending so much on something that can't be eaten or drunk..."

"Ha, why speak so bitterly? The key is that you need to be able to fork out thirty million."

The crowd was abuzz with discussions.

Shen Qiang's eyes were fixed on the Taoist-robed elder sitting across from him in the VIP seats without blinking.

At that moment, the elder's gaze toward Shen Qiang was very sharp, but after a brief moment, he sighed and chose to give up.

"Sold for thirty million! Congratulations to this gentleman for acquiring Lot Number 161 at a price of thirty million yuan!"

As the auctioneer concluded the sale, Shen Qiang's joy was written all over his face.

After all, within the Medical Saint Inheritance, there were countless spiritual pills and to refine these spiritual medicines, a Furnace Tripod was required.

Previously, Shen Qiang had wondered where to get a Furnace Tripod customized.

Now that he had an Immortal Artifact-level Furnace Tripod in hand, all that was left was to refine some Elixir Pills, and he believed that it wouldn't take long to earn back the amount spent.

On this side, staff members had already delivered the Furnace Tripod that Shen Qiang had won to him.

Mr. Ma scrutinized it and then frowned, saying, "Little brother, you may have spent a bit too much on these thirty million; while this Copper Tripod indeed looks ancient, probably around four to five thousand years old, finding a buyer at thirty million is quite difficult."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang laughed.

At this time, Sun Kaiping, who was next to him, observed the Furnace Tripod and spoke in a deep voice, "Judging by its style, this item should have existed for over five thousand five hundred years, with a substantial historical depth, so it's not inconceivable that someone would take it off your hands."

Sun Kaiping was speaking when.

The Taoist-robed elder, accompanied by an approximately sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, walked over.

Smiling at Shen Qiang, the Taoist-robed elder said, "This fellow Daoist is young, but has good Eye Power. However, this Furnace Tripod has circulated in the antique world for hundreds of years, and countless powerful individuals have examined it, but still, no one has been able to use it."

"If in the future, my friend loses interest in this Furnace Tripod, you can come to me at any time; the offer of twenty-five million remains valid."

After saying this, the Taoist-robed elder nodded in acknowledgment.

The unwilling young girl beside him handed Shen Qiang a business card, and as Shen Qiang took it, he was surprised to see the girl roll her eyes at him.

After Shen Qiang accepted the business card, the Taoist-robed elder left with the young girl.

Watching his retreating figure, Mr. Ma couldn't help but laugh, "It's true what they say, when you're tired there's a pillow to rest on; that someone is willing to guarantee thirty million for this Furnace Tripod, you, little brother, won't lose too much in the end."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang smiled.

At that moment, the somewhat bewildered Xin Xiaoting suddenly said, "Shen Qiang, do you have a lot of money? To spend thirty million on this item..."

Shen Qiang's thoughts raced, and he smiled, "I work in appraisal, I bought this for my boss."

Relieved, Xin Xiaoting said, "Oh, I see, you gave me quite a fright; I thought you were some oil prince."

Shen Qiang laughed, and at that moment, Mr. Ma also said with a smile, "So it was a purchase on behalf of someone else. I was wondering, with your discernment, how could you possibly buy such an item with such little cost-effectiveness."

Right at that time, after a brief intermission, the original auctioneer exited the stage.

A curvaceously attractive woman named Xu Nan took over as the auction manager.

"Up next for auction is lot number 163, a perfectly preserved pink Blood Coral, one of the seven treasures mentioned in Buddhist scriptures."

As they spoke, someone placed the entire Blood Coral on the stage.

Immediately, the lights in the hall dimmed.

Under the spotlight's glow, the entire Blood Coral radiated a magnificent and auspicious aura.

Even Ma, the well-experienced boss by Shen Qiang's side, couldn't help but exclaim, "This is really beautiful."

The lights brightened.

The beautiful manager Xu Nan, who had showcased the Blood Coral, smiled and said, "Lot number 163 starts at three million. Does anyone want to bid?"

Zhang Liwei, having just inspected the Blood Coral and with the nod from the young man, immediately raised his bid card: "Three million five hundred thousand."

His words hadn't even settled when an old monk, sitting in the VIP seats and resting with his eyes closed, slapped his bidding device.

The junior monk beside him promptly said, "Five million."

No sooner had his words fallen than another old monk not far from him also slapped down his bidding device.

"Six million!"

This immediately made Shen Qiang's eyes widen, and he felt a twinge of tension in his heart, knowing that he had just incurred a debt of thirty million for the Shennong Cauldron.

If paid within twenty-four hours, there would be no interest, but if the time were exceeded, the interest would be tripled.

Under such circumstances, the higher the selling price of the Blood Coral, the lighter the pressure on Shen Qiang.

Sun Kaiping, always watching Shen Qiang's expression from the side, said, "Shen Qiang, if you help me look at something, I'll raise the bid by a million for you."

These words made Shen Qiang pause.

Ma, the boss, said with a chuckle, "I'll raise the bid by a million for you too, without needing you to look at anything for me."

In his surprise,

Ma slapped the bidding device and chuckled, "Such a precious Buddhist artifact would be perfect in my hair salon, then those clients won't have to worry about attracting evil spirits anymore, so I bid seven million."

This comment made Shen Qiang burst into laughter.

However, the previously calm congregation of monks seemed to be provoked by this statement.

An old monk, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and pressed the bidding device, saying, "How can the auspicious Buddha's Treasure be defiled? Great Compassionate Temple bids ten million!"

In an instant, Shen Qiang was ecstatic.

He gave Ma a thumbs up in secret; this move was truly wicked.

With just one sentence, the price of the Blood Coral had broken ten million.

Unexpectedly, Ma, still chuckling, pressed the bidding device again and said, "Ha, my club is filled with hundreds of beauties and countless patrons, so what's a little extra money to me? Twelve million!"

Hearing this, Shen Qiang immediately held his breath.

After about a second of silence, another old monk draped in a Kasaya pressed the bidding device and said, "Today we are fortunate to be in the presence of monks from Great Ming Zen Temple, Great Compassionate Temple, and Great Lingbao Temple. I already realize securing the Buddha Bone is hopeless."

"Thus, Huitong humbly requests my fellow monks to give our monastery the opportunity to save the auspicious Buddha's Treasure. I hereby express my gratitude in advance."

With that, the old monk, with a solemn expression, said, "Lingquan Temple bids fifteen million."

Shen Qiang was astonished.

Just then, Ma, previously anxious, suddenly laughed and said, "Fifteen million and you want to compete with me, who walks between heaven and earth? You're thinking too simply, eighteen million."

Hearing this price,

the old monk sighed, pressed the bidding device, and said with a bow, "The sea of suffering is boundless, yet turning back is the shore. This benefactor, our temple can bid up to nineteen million five hundred thousand at most. If you contend further, we are truly powerless."

Hearing this, Ma laughed, revealing his molars, "Alright, nineteen million five hundred thousand, it's yours."

Standing at the front of the stage, the beautiful manager Xu Nan smiled with her eyes curving, happily hammering down the gavel.

"Congratulations to Master Huitong of Lingquan Temple for obtaining lot number 163 at the price of nineteen million five hundred thousand."

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