In the black Soul-Breaking Stone, there was a hazy black light and a faint mist. In it was a cicada the size of a fingernail. It looked dazzlingly golden, with flapping wings, as thin as a gauze, and extremely delicate, as if it was carved from jade.
The golden cicada was very quiet, lying in the Soul-Breaking Stone, as if it had not yet fully woken up. There was a mysterious fluctuation that looked extremely magical.
"What is this? A cicada?"
Everyone was stunned, their eyes full of confusion, and they couldn't recognize what kind of treasure this was.
“Hahaha… A bug, a cicada was actually cut out of the Soul-Breaking Stone? How many Pure Yang Pills is this cicada worth? Even if it is an ancient spiritual bug worth 10,000 Pure Yang Pills, you are still doomed to lose!”
Nan Tianjian was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, his eyes full of mockery.
"shut up!"
The great elder of the Treasure Pavilion shouted coldly, directly interrupting the Nantian Sword, his eyes revealing an extremely excited look.
Even Nan Tianjian's great uncle, the old man in purple robe, did not react at all. He stared at the cicada, as if he had thought of something. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and an extremely excited look appeared in his eyes.
"This... could it be the legendary Shouming Cicada?!"
The purple-robed old man began to tremble all over.
"Bathed in golden clouds, with Dao patterns hidden in it, eyes like the golden sun, the Shouming Cicada can only chirp three times in one breath, and each chirp can add a thousand years to its lifespan! This is indeed the legendary Shouming Cicada!"
The great elder of the Treasure Pavilion took a deep breath, his eyes filled with shock.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old monsters around him suddenly had red eyes. If it weren't for the deterrence of the Grand Elder of the Treasure Pavilion, they would probably have tried to rob it.
It can add a thousand years to your life. If you hear the cicada chirping three times, wouldn’t it be possible to add three thousand years to your life
For these old monsters whose lifespans are about to end, this is an unimaginable treasure. They are willing to live again and it is worth driving everyone crazy!
There was also a hint of surprise in Ling Xiao's eyes. He had heard of the spiritual insect called the Shouming Cicada, which was an ancient species that was said to have been extinct long ago. He did not expect to cut out a Shouming Cicada from the Soul-Breaking Stone.
The unscrupulous Taoist looked at Ling Xiao as if he were a monster. He felt that he was becoming more and more unable to see through this guy who called himself Long Aotian. When he chose this Soul-Breaking Stone, did he really feel that there was a treasure inside, or did he just stumble upon it
However, when he remembered that Ling Xiao still had three Soul-Breaking Stones in his hand, the eyes of the Unscrupulous Taoist lit up.
With an investment of 30,000 Chunyang Pills, he is going to make a fortune.
Fortunately, the unscrupulous Taoist priest had an idea and chose half of the treasure in the Soul-Breaking Stone, otherwise he would have cried to death.
"Look at the wings of the Shouming Cicada. Originally, there were three life wheels. Every time it chirped, one life wheel disappeared. Now there is only one left. It seems that it has already chirped twice!"
The purple-robed old man's eyes flashed, revealing a hint of pity.
Buzz!
The great elder of the Treasure Pavilion had a purple jade box in his hand. It was filled with rosy light and was made of purple stone. It was extremely precious. He placed the Shouming cicada into the purple jade box with great solemnity and then covered it.
"Little brother, if you are willing to sell Shou Mingchan to me at the Treasure Pavilion, I am willing to pay you 500,000 Pure Yang Pills!"
The great elder of the Treasure Pavilion showed an extremely eager look in his eyes and looked at Ling Xiao.
"Five hundred thousand Pure Yang Pills?!"
Nan Tianjian and the young genius of the Five Elements Sect and others were all shocked, with an expression of disbelief in their eyes.
How could a mere spiritual insect be sold at the sky-high price of 500,000 Pure Yang Pills
You should know that the Supreme Blood Essence Pill is only worth two hundred thousand Pure Yang Pills!
"Little brother, my Nantian family is willing to pay 600,000 Pure Yang Pills. If you sell them to me, you will be a distinguished guest of my Nantian family in the future!"
The old man in purple robe also had an eager look on his face, his eyes full of determination to win.
Among all the old monsters, the purple-robed old man is the one who desires Shouming Cicada the most. He only has a dozen years left to live. If he cannot get the treasure that can prolong his life, he will be really finished.
Nan Tianjian's face suddenly turned dark. His uncle was going to offer 600,000 Pure Yang Pills. It seemed that he had really lost this competition.
"This guy is definitely a blind cat that has caught a dead mouse. How could there be a treasure like Shou Ming Chan in the Soul-Breaking Stone?"
Nan Tianjian said with gritted teeth. When he thought of the bet between him and Ling Xiao, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.
More than 200,000 Pure Yang Pills would be fine, and Nan Tian Jian could afford it if he gritted his teeth. But kowtow to apologize, slap himself in the face, and eat the Soul-Breaking Stone
"I will give you 700,000 Pure Yang Pills!"
The great elder of the Treasure Pavilion was also determined to obtain it. Although he still had a long life ahead of him, it was too difficult to attain the supreme status. Having Shoumingchan was like a life-saving opportunity.
Even for the Treasure Pavilion, it is extremely difficult to obtain a treasure like the Shouming Cicada.
In the entire God of War Continent, treasures that can increase lifespan are the most precious and can drive everyone crazy.
"I'll offer one million Pure Yang Pills!" The old man in purple robe gritted his teeth and blurted out a sky-high price.
Although those old monsters were also envious, the one million Pure Yang Pills made them hesitate. The price was really a bit high.
"I'm sorry, I don't plan to sell Shou Ming Chan for the time being!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly and directly rejected the bids from the Grand Elder of the Treasure Pavilion and the old man in purple robe.
"What?"
Everyone was a little surprised. This was one million Pure Yang Pills, and if Ling Xiao was willing to sell it, the price would probably be even higher. How could this kid give up
Ling Xiao glanced at Nan Tian Jian calmly and said, "Now, can you fulfill the bet?"
Nan Tianjian and the others looked as if they had eaten a dead child, their faces looking extremely ugly.
A Shouming cicada crushed the entire field, almost making Nan Tianjian experience extreme joy and sorrow, with his eyes filled with incomparable grief and anger.
He still couldn't figure out how a treasure like Shou Ming Chan could be contained in the Soul-Breaking Stone!
“Long Aotian, this is 250,000 Pure Yang Pills, and the three treasures I cut out!”
Nan Tian Jian reluctantly took out 250,000 Pure Yang Pills, and also gave Ling Xiao the Five-Colored Fantasy Soul Flower, Qingxia Copper and Blood Yuan Supreme Pill.
So many treasures were given to Ling Xiao, which made his heart bleed.
Although he is the third young master of Nan Tian Sword, so many treasures are rare for him. He did not expect to lose them all to Ling Xiao.
The young genius of the Five Elements Sect, the young demon king of the Golden Rhino clan, and those who participated in gambling with Ling Xiao, all had sad faces. They finally experienced what it meant to lose more than they gain.
Ling Xiao took the Pure Yang Pill and the three treasures, smiled faintly and said, "Nantian Sword, you haven't forgotten that our bet is more than just this, right? Do you need me to remind you?"
Nan Tianjian's face twitched, revealing an extremely sad and angry look, and said: "Long Aotian, don't go too far!"
"I'm going too far? Nan Tian Jian! It was you who proposed the gambling on the stone, right? It was you who proposed the bet, right? When you were being aggressive, why didn't you think of this moment? But you have already made a vow to the Heavenly Dao. If you don't fulfill the bet and are punished by the Heavenly Dao, don't blame me!"
Ling Xiao said lightly, his eyes full of coldness.
Ling Xiao believed that if he lost, the Nan Tian Sword would only become more violent, even more excessive than it was now.
"Young man, killing is not the right path. Aren't you going too far? Even if Jian'er has made a vow to the heavens, as long as you agree to exempt him from the bet, the restrictions of the vow will naturally be lifted!"
The purple-robed old man frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
PS: I have been accompanying my wife in the hospital this morning. I just came back and wrote one chapter. There are three chapters left, which I will post at 6 and 10 o'clock in the evening. I hope you can forgive me, brothers.
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