Chapter 1001: Confrontation with Qing Cang

After a detailed introduction, the host continued, “This mass of Vitality Soil has already given birth to deities. Compared to ordinary Vitality Soil, it’s far more powerful!”
Huang Long stared at the fist-sized mass of Vitality Soil on the auction stage, which emitted a faint earthy yellow glow. Within that glow, tiny deities kept circling around it.
“The starting bid for this mass of Vitality Soil is one thousand first-class spiritual veins!” After the detailed introduction, the host finally revealed the starting price.
When the host announced the price, everyone in the venue was shocked.
Even for ordinary low-grade Great Path artifacts, the starting bid was only one thousand first-class spiritual veins!
Although this mass of Vitality Soil was highly effective, one thousand first-class spiritual veins was quite expensive!
The venue fell silent; no one spoke for a while.
“Two thousand first-class spiritual veins!” Suddenly, a calm voice rang out as silence reigned.
Two thousand!
It had doubled in an instant!
Who could it be?!
Everyone was shocked again and turned to look. The voice came from a VIP room.
It wasn’t Huang Long who made the bid, but someone from the VIP room next to him.
Huang Long was momentarily stunned before a smile spread across his lips.
“Qing Cang, you’ve finally stepped in? Doubled the bid? But your ambition is still too small!” he muttered with a cold laugh.
After a brief silence and shock, the venue became agitated again.
“VIP Room Number 3 has bid two thousand first-class spiritual veins. Is there anyone who can bid higher?” The host was surprised at first, then smiled broadly and shouted loudly.
His voice brought silence back to the venue.
Yet, no one responded.
“Ten thousand!” As silence persisted, Huang Long, sitting in the VIP room, slowly spoke.
Ten thousand!
Everyone in the venue was shocked.
“Ten thousand?! I must be hearing wrong!”
“Someone actually wants to bid ten thousand first-class spiritual veins for this mass of Vitality Soil?!”
Generally, two thousand first-class spiritual veins was already a very high price. Logically, no one could possibly bid ten thousand to buy it.
In the VIP room next to Huang Long, six people sat. The one in the middle, dressed in white, sat there, looking around with an aura that made even the gods bow in submission.
The other five disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect sat beside him, keeping their distance, looking respectful and not daring to breathe loudly.
That young man in white was none other than Qing Cang, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect!

“Interesting, ten thousand?” Qing Cang was momentarily stunned, but instead of getting angry, he smiled faintly, his hands gently resting on the armrests of his seat, as if everything was under his control.
“Elder Brother, this person actually dares to compete with you for that Vital Soil of All Spirits—how presumptuous!” At that moment, a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect spoke in flattering tones.
“Exactly. This person must not know it was you, Elder Brother, who made the bid just now. If they did, they’d probably be too scared to even hold it in their pants!” Another disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect laughed.
Qing Cang waved his hand nonchalantly, smiling lightly. “It’s fine. It’s an auction—fair bidding and competition. Whoever has more spiritual veins gets the item.” With that, he turned around and said, “One hundred thousand!”
He wanted to make it clear that nothing could take away what he, Qing Cang, wanted!
One hundred thousand! The voice spread clearly through the communication array in the VIP room, reaching everyone’s ears. It wasn’t loud, but it made their ears ring and their minds buzz.
One hundred thousand!
The crowd gasped in shock, with many nearly falling off their seats.
One hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins could buy a top-tier divine artifact!
A top-tier divine artifact, at market price, usually cost about a thousand king-class spiritual veins—equivalent to one hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins.
“T-ten thousand, one hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins!” The auctioneer, standing on the auction platform, was also greatly frightened. His voice trembled, and even his hands and feet shook, whether from excitement or shock.
“This Qing Cang, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, is truly generous. To get this Vital Soil of All Spirits, he’s willing to spend one hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins!” the auctioneer thought to himself.
Others might not know who was in VIP Room Number 3, but as the auctioneer, he did.
Inside the VIP room, Qing Cang watched the excited and astonished expressions of the crowd and nodded in satisfaction. At the same time, he glanced at the VIP room where Huang Long was.
Huang Long also looked in the direction of Qing Cang’s VIP room.
One hundred thousand? After a brief pause, Huang Long’s smile grew even wider.
Interesting!
One hundred thousand? Well…
“One million!” As the crowd erupted in chaos, Huang Long spoke like thunder—“One million!” His words silenced the already chaotic scene instantly!
It was complete silence, a silence devoid of any sound!
Along with the silence, a series of thuds could be heard as many people fell straight off their seats.

Just now, 100,000 of them nearly made someone fall from their seat, but this time, 1 million of them actually caused them to fall—en masse!
“One, one million!”
On the auction stage, the host’s legs trembled nonstop. Even though he had hosted countless auctions at the Gem Refining Tower and was a semi-saintly warrior, he still couldn’t suppress the dizziness brought on by excitement.
One million first-class spiritual veins—equivalent to the price of ten top-grade divine artifacts!
One million first-class spiritual veins for a patch of Vital Essence Soil—such news would shock the three thousand great worlds. This patch of Vital Essence Soil would likely be the most expensive in the entire universe!
After a moment of shock, the venue erupted into chaos as everyone discussed and speculated about Huang Long and Qing Cang’s identities.
Of course, some doubted whether Huang Long was deliberately raising the price to cause trouble. Though no one believed anyone would dare disrupt an auction at the Gem Refining Tower, his bid was absurdly high—simply impossible!
In the VIP room, Qing Cang was also stunned for a moment before his expression darkened, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. His earlier calm and composed demeanor vanished.
One million first-class spiritual veins—although he could afford them, would he really be willing to use them all to buy a patch of Vital Essence Soil?!
Even though he desperately needed it!
The five disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were also shocked, their faces twisted in displeasure.
“That man is despicable! He actually dares to compete with the eldest brother for that patch of Vital Essence Soil!” one of the disciples said darkly. “Eldest brother, how about we sneak over and take it from him?” His face showed murderous intent.
Qing Cang regained his calm, waved his hand, and said indifferently, “This is the Gem Refining Tower. Don’t break its rules, or the tower’s master will be displeased!”