Spirit Vessel Chapter 1107: Grand Saint’s Blood

Chapter 1107: Grand Saint’s Blood
The new bid made the demon monarch from the vision tribe hesitate. Many more gave up on the race.
“110,000” The pseudo-saint tree continued, causing more to give up.
“120,000.” Phoenix Goddess bid.
“130,000.” Prince Tyrant followed suit.
Only four were left now - all wealthy cultivators with a good use for the wood block.
“150,000.”
“160,000.”
The bids showed no sign of slowing down. This was due to the golden crows being forced to continue.
“200,000.” The woman from the firebird tribe hesitated for a moment before taking it to the next level.
The pseudo-saint tree finally stopped at this point.
“210,000.” Prince Tyrant continued with a cold tone.
He then smiled and communicated telepathically with her: “Lady Huaxu, it’s best for you to stop here since you can’t afford 200,000 stones. Don’t you know the consequences of not being able to pay?”
“You’ll keep going.” She sneered.
“If the price gets high enough, I will stop.” Prince Tyrant answered.
She snorted and didn’t bid again.
“220,000.” Phoenix Goddess sat on the balcony of the first palace - a place worthy of her status.
The lady stopped since it seemed that 200,000 was indeed her limit.
“230,000.” Prince Tyrant bid, not wanting to loser to their rival. Moreover, their tribe had a chance of reviving the tree.
“240,000.”
“400,000.” Feiyun decided to light the torch and joined the fray.
Everyone immediately stared at the second palace in disbelief.
“Who dares to raise the price so high?”
“Who knows, but he’s in the second palace, has to be someone important.”
“I feel a strand of draconic energy, he’s probably from the dragon tribe.”
“I think so, they like to collect spirit stones the most, using them to build mountains and roads. I heard there was a dragon who enjoys swimming in an ocean of spirit stones. They’re probably the richest tribe.”
Prince Tyrant and Phoenix Goddess frowned since this bid was too high.
Since no one was bidding, the auctioneer was ready to smash her crystal hammer: “If no one else is interested, then this block of Immemorial Heavenwood will go to the gentleman in the second palace.”
“400,000 going once.”
“400,000 going twice.”
“410,000.” Someone else finally bid.
People looked over and saw a golden figure with an oppressive pressure.
“That’s Radiant Lord’s avatar.”
“He was wounded so he’s not here in person.”
Radiant Lord stared in the direction of the second palace and said: “Please go easy on us, dragon friend. It is very important to our tribe.”
Feiyun clenched his fists after hearing the voice of his enemy.
“The golden crows are paying a high price already, no need to push the issue. They’re not stupid and won’t play your game. Your talent is incalculable and you will surpass him in time, be patient.” Mo Yaoyao whispered.
Feiyun took a deep breath and smiled: “You’re right, Miss Mo.”
He stopped bidding and the golden crows obtained their goal.
Of course, hoping to create a tree out of the block was virtually impossible. The essences of the block have been corroded long ago and couldn’t create a seed.
Later on were a few important treasures reaching 100,000 dragon stones value. Eventually, the final treasure was presented.
A high-level paragon personally brought out a white bottle. It looked like a regular flower vase but he mustered all of his strength to carry it.
The auctioneer staggered twice after feeling the aura within.
“That must be a grand saint’s blood.”
“Yes, this is it.”
“I heard that a single drop of blood from a grand saint can kill a pseudo-saint.”
“No, just a regular saint’s blood can do that.”
“All are insects beneath this realm.”
Everyone talked among themselves and wondered how the auction house got a hold of it.
“I will announce the final auction of the night now, the moment everyone has been waiting for, I’m sure.” The beauty smiled.
The atmosphere became tense right away; most didn’t dare to breathe loudly.
“Now, I’m sure you want to know which grand saint this blood belongs to, right?” She went on.
“It should be Nine-arrow Grand Saint.”
“No, I think it’s Earthking Grand Saint.”
“The drop of blood belongs to the Immemorial Divine Phoenix. After Wisdom Master Yuan Hong’s analysis, the phoenix saint reached this level during old age and became the fourth Grand Sant of Time Immemorial, the final glorious page of this period.”
Phoenix Goddess’ normally stoic expression finally turned into a smile of pride.
The ancient scrolls depicted the period known as Time Antiquity. Time Immemorial was older and only had legends at this point.
Now, with this blood, it seemed that the phoenix tribe truly had a grand saint. This made them feel rather proud.
Feiyun himself was surprised since he had nothing but respect for this cultivation. In fact, this was his role model.
“Immemorial Divine Phoenix!”
“Does that mean that the grand saint’s resting place has been found?!”
“This is amazing!”
Meanwhile, Feiyun thought to himself: ‘How can this be? The grave is clearly inside my vessel, why is the saint’s blood here now? Is that grave just the servant of the saint? How did this drop of blood get out?’
He had too many questions regarding this matter. On the other hand, Mo Yaoyao stared at the stage with a faint smile.
“Please quiet down, everyone.” The auctioneer said: “The drop of blood is surrounded by heavenly aqua - the only thing that can shoulder the immensity of this blood. The starting bid will be 100,000 with increments no less than 1,000.”
Some old men that have been quiet all along finally sat up straight with a serious expression. Their aura changed as well.