Chapter 737 - 343: Bizarre Spiritual Ore, Extreme Divine Sense
"This stone..."
Wang Qianling looked at the stone with a complicated expression.
The crowd’s murmurs...
She heard every word clearly.
Even now, she still couldn’t see anything special about it.
However, she still thanked Li Chang’an in her heart.
’Daoist Li’s fortune is truly remarkable.’
The Jade Box that had contained the Tier Four Elixir was one of the Treasures Li Chang’an had chosen for her.
Li Chang’an’s voice echoed back in her mind, "Daoist Wang, don’t forget our agreement."
"Of course not!"
Wang Qianling promised once more.
If she could win this competition, she would give all the Treasures to Li Chang’an.
’The question is, can I win?’
Next, both sides continued to reveal their Treasures.
Several more Tier Four Treasures appeared among the subsequent items. The rest were at least Tier Three; not a single one was worthless.
Finally, both sides were down to their last Treasure.
Before Cui Baiying was an enormous wooden coffin.
This coffin was the first Treasure she had retrieved from the cold wind.
Before Wang Qianling was that wretched-looking stone, also the first Treasure she had picked.
「At this point.」
Cui Baiying was certain of her victory.
Her laughter was crisp as she said to Wang Qianling, "Daoist Wang, the total value of our previous nine Treasures is nearly identical. It all comes down to this last one."
"Mm."
Wang Qianling gave a slight nod.
The rest of the onlookers fell silent, their gazes fixed mostly on the wooden coffin.
Compared to the wretched-looking stone, the coffin was far more likely to contain a High Tier Treasure.
"I’ll go first, then."
Cui Baiying sent out a burst of Magical Power, lifting the coffin lid.
Upon seeing what was inside the coffin, a flicker of shock passed through the eyes of many present.
"A Tier Four Corpse!"
They all felt the aura of a Tier Four being.
This corpse did not belong to the Human Race, but to a Flood Dragon.
Its draconic horns were particularly distinct, its golden eyes shone like bright lamps, its claws glinted with a cold light, and its scales were a vibrant greenish-blue. Its entire body exuded an indescribable majesty and oppressive pressure.
This Flood Dragon Demon Corpse was remarkably well-preserved, showing no signs of decay, as if it had just died.
"While alive, this Demon was comparable to a Nascent Soul True Monarch."
"All the materials from its body, from the Dragon Bones and Dragon Tendons to its very flesh and blood, have reached Tier Four. Its overall value is incalculable."
Looking at the Flood Dragon Corpse before them, no one in the crowd could remain calm.
The value of this Demon Corpse far surpassed all the Treasures the two had previously shown.
"There’s no suspense left in this competition."
"Daoist Cui’s appraisal skills are truly formidable. I am thoroughly impressed!"
Many of those present began congratulating Cui Baiying in advance.
They congratulated her not only on winning the competition, but also on obtaining such a priceless Flood Dragon Corpse.
A Tier Four Flood Dragon Corpse, even for Holy Sons and Saintesses like them, was considered an astonishingly great opportunity.
As for the wretched-looking stone in front of Wang Qianling, no one paid it much mind anymore.
Even if it contained a Tier Four Material, it couldn’t possibly compare to an entire Flood Dragon Corpse.
Cui Baiying was all smiles, inwardly smug, but she still put on a humble facade.
"It’s too early to say. Daoist Wang’s final Treasure has yet to be revealed."
Hearing her say this, many people’s gazes fell back upon the stone.
"Daoist Wang, would you be so kind as to open the stone and let us have a look?"
"Certainly."
Wang Qianling nodded slightly, her delicate, pretty face devoid of any expression.
The moment she saw the Flood Dragon Corpse, she knew.
’I’ve already lost this competition.’
’What comes next is just a formality.’
Beside her, Wang Xiaoqi was sullen and dejected.
She also knew that even if Wang Qianling had followed her advice and chosen a different Treasure instead of this stone, she still wouldn’t have been able to win the competition.
’How could that Cui Baiying be so lucky? To think she’d actually get a Tier Four Flood Dragon Corpse,’ Wang Xiaoqi grumbled to herself.
’A Treasure of this caliber is impossible to locate accurately with just a Tier Three Top Grade Treasure Appraisal Skill.’
’In other words, Cui Baiying obtained this Flood Dragon Corpse purely through sheer fortune.’
’But when it comes to fortune, Li Chang’an is most likely the luckiest person here. That Flood Dragon Corpse should have been his by right.’
’Could it be that Daoist Li did something wicked recently, causing his fortune to decline?’ Wang Xiaoqi wondered.
Wang Qianling wasn’t overthinking it; she simply sent out a stream of Magic with a wave of her hand.
Before the eyes of the crowd, the corrupted, filthy blood on the stone’s surface was rapidly stripped away.
Immediately after, the outer layers of the stone began to peel away, dust falling like fine powder.
「In the blink of an eye.」
The stone had been reduced to the size of a fist.
But even now, no Treasure had appeared.
Cui Baiying laughed. "It seems I was overthinking things. There’s nothing inside this stone at all."
"Mm, it must be just an ordinary stone."
"The blood on its surface was probably left by some High Tier Demon Beast. Before it rotted, it might have been considered a Treasure, but now it’s worthless."
The onlookers chimed in one after another.
They weren’t surprised by this outcome.
They had warned her back when she first chose the stone.
But Wang Qianling hadn’t listened.
「A moment later.」
The stone was now only the size of a date.
Many people had already looked away, turning their attention back to the Tier Four Flood Dragon Corpse.
Wang Qianling herself had given up all hope.
"Sigh..."
She sighed inwardly and increased her Speed, wanting only to grind the stone completely to dust as quickly as possible.
But just then, an incomparably brilliant golden light suddenly appeared before her eyes.
"This is..."
In that instant, the Divine Sense of everyone present was stirred.