The man's face showed a flash of surprise—spiritual medicine was not something just anyone could casually bring out. Delighted, he said, "Senior, please wait a moment. I will immediately ask the person in charge to come and speak with you."

After a short while, an old man followed the young man out and cupped his fists toward Chad Grant, saying, "Is it you, sir, who wishes to auction spiritual medicine?"

This person possessed third-level innate strength. Chad Grant secretly took note and nodded.

The old man said, "I am Owen Cook, the logistics manager of the auction. Please allow me to take a look at the spiritual medicine. All items to be auctioned must first be inspected—this is the rule of the auction house. I hope you understand."

Chad Grant took out the Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid and handed it to Owen Cook. After all, it was to be auctioned off, and if he was worried the other party would take it without paying, there would be no point in coming here to auction it.

Examining the quality of the Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid, Owen Cook's eyes grew much more excited. He said, "Excellent medicine. Please wait a moment, sir."

The auction was organized by the authorities, and Owen Cook was naturally also a government official. Although Owen Cook's cultivation was not as high as many in the three great families, as the person in charge of accepting auction items, his vision far surpassed that of the three families.

Not everyone can be an alchemist, but there are quite a few appraisers. The authorities represent the Imperial Court, the largest cultivation power in the Daying Dynasty. To be able to hold an auction, there must naturally be appraisers; otherwise, if a fake medicine were auctioned off, it would not just ruin the auction house's reputation, but the face of the Imperial Court itself.

Chapter 010: Spiritual Liquid Auction

News that spiritual medicine would be auctioned quickly spread throughout the entire Leshui City, and countless innate cultivators grew restless—who didn't have a few juniors?

The auction house announced that the spiritual medicine to be auctioned this time was "Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid," a formula possessed only by some major cultivation sects, used to help their low-level disciples improve their cultivation. It was never shared outside the sects, and in a remote place like Leshui City, it had never appeared before.

Although only a lower-grade "Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid" was being auctioned, it could still double the speed of advancement for early-stage postnatal cultivators, and increase the speed by half for mid-stage postnatal cultivators.

Everyone knew how important it was to reach a higher realm even a little earlier for future development. Perhaps just by advancing to the next level a bit sooner, one's future achievements could be elevated to the next stage.

As a result, all the prominent powers in Leshui City who could make an appearance rushed to the auction upon hearing that Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid would be sold, including the three great families—Grant, Harris, and Reed—and many innate cultivators. The entire auction house became livelier than ever before.

In previous auctions, unless there was a mid-grade or higher magic artifact up for bid, the main figures of the three families would not attend. But today, besides The Grant Family and The Reed Family, even the Patriarch HarrisHolly Harris personally came to the auction, and both the Grant and Reed families sent a large number of core second-generation disciples.

Chad Grant sat in a second-floor pavilion of the auction house. As the owner of the auction item, he had the right to watch the entire auction process of the Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid.

The Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid was scheduled last in the auction, serving as the grand finale. The items auctioned before it were rather ordinary—mostly lower-grade magic artifacts and talismans.

Mid-grade magic artifacts were considered heirloom treasures by the three great families of Leshui City; a family usually had only a few, and they were rarely seen at auctions. As for high-grade magic artifacts, only disciples of major cultivation sects or some ancient cultivation aristocratic families possessed them.

For cultivation families like Grant, Harris, and Reed in Leshui City, owning a high-grade magic artifact could bring about the tragedy of total annihilation.

As the ordinary items were quickly auctioned off, the auctioneer produced a small bottle—the very Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid refined by Chad Grant.

Seeing the crystal-clear liquid in the transparent bottle, all the innate cultivators present immediately perked up, already guessing what the auctioneer held.

The auctioneer displayed the Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid and announced loudly, "Next up for auction is a spiritual medicine never before seen in Leshui City—Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid!"

Hearing the auctioneer say this personally, the desire in the eyes of the cultivators below grew even stronger.

The auctioneer placed the Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid back on the table and said, "You are all renowned figures in Leshui City, so I believe you have heard of Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid and know its effects. This is a bottle of lower-grade Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid. It can double the advancement speed for early-stage postnatal cultivators and increase it by half for mid-stage postnatal cultivators. You all understand what it means for a cultivator to advance a level sooner. Moreover, the Leshui City auction has never before auctioned spiritual medicine, so although this is only a lower-grade Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid, it is absolutely precious."

"Hurry up and start the bidding! No need to boast about its benefits—we all know. Let's just have a bidding war; whoever bids highest gets it..." Someone below was already growing impatient and urged.

The auctioneer said, "Lower-grade Essence Gathering Spiritual Liquid, as requested by the seller, will be auctioned in Desolate Coins. The starting price is ten thousand Desolate Coins, with each bid increment no less than one thousand Desolate Coins."

Chad Grant smiled slightly in the second-floor pavilion. The materials he bought only cost a little over 400 Desolate Coins, and now, with the auction, the starting price had become ten thousand Desolate Coins. Alchemists truly never lack for money.