"22 Thousand True Spirit stones, going once."
"22 Thousand True Spirit stones, going twice."
"22 Thousand True Spirit stones, going thrice."
"Sold!"
The auctioneer lady stuck the gavel and announced the product sold.
"Thank you everyone for coming. That was the last item on our auction today. There will be another auction in a month's time. Please come by again," the auctioneer lady said and waited until everyone left.
Alex left out of the auction house with a disappointed look.
His Yang body was getting worse by the day and his hopes of finding any sort of Yin treasure were getting worse and worse.
He walked by the streets of the capital and saw the influx of people that had arrived here to see the competition that was held for Spirit Foods.
'It's already been a year since the Formations competition huh?' Alex thought. 'Time really does go by quickly when one cultivates.'