Published at 22nd of December 2025 7:17 am

Chapter 1938: Seven Star Grass! Meteorite Pit? (Part 2)

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Zhao Mingyu was clearly angered by Luo Qingchen’s unhurried attitude. He slammed open the window of the box, revealing a slightly pale but arrogant young face, and shouted at Luo Qingchen: "Boy, do you know who I am? If you’re wise, back out now and I’ll let you off once! Otherwise, hmph!"

Luo Qingchen didn’t raise his eyelids a bit, just said calmly to the manager on the auction stage: "Friend, if no one bids higher, shouldn’t this item go to me?"

The manager in the embroidered robe broke out in a slight sweat; he couldn’t afford to offend either side. But the rule of the auction was the highest bidder wins, so he coughed and said: "Young Master Zhao bids seven thousand Spirit Stones; this friend bids seven thousand one hundred... oh no, Young Master Zhao bids seven thousand, and this friend bids seven thousand one hundred. Young Master Zhao, would you like to increase your bid?"

Zhao Mingyu was furious, his face turned ashen. He didn’t expect this apparently ordinary young man to so blatantly ignore him. He gnashed his teeth and said: "Seven thousand five hundred! I want to see what you have to compete with me!"

Luo Qingchen’s lips curved into a barely noticeable arch: "Eight thousand."

"Wow—"

The crowd burst into an uproar. Eight thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, that was a price that would make many Golden Core cultivators feel distressed.

Zhao Mingyu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes almost spitting fire. Although he had quite a few Spirit Stones, most were supplied by his family, and extravagance had its limits. Eight thousand Spirit Stones had already approached the upper limit of his budget for this endeavor.

"Boy, you’re good!" Zhao Mingyu squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his eyes coldly fixed on Luo Qingchen, "Let’s see if you’re still so tough when you leave Treasure Pavilion!"

Ultimately, he didn’t raise his bid again. On one hand, his Spirit Stones were indeed a bit tight; on the other, he felt that paying too high a price for one Seven-Star Grass was not worth it, but more importantly, he had already decided to simply seize it later.

Seeing this, the manager in the embroidered robe breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly announced: "Eight thousand Spirit Stones once! Eight thousand Spirit Stones twice! Eight thousand Spirit Stones three times! Sold! Congratulations to this friend for successfully acquiring the Seven-Star Grass!"

Amid a mixture of envy, jealousy, and schadenfreude from the onlookers, Luo Qingchen calmly completed the transaction. To him, spending eight thousand low-grade Spirit Stones for a single Seven-Star Grass was worth it as long as it could help Bai Ling’er.

Su Xiaowan excitedly blushed: "Brother Luo, you’re amazing! You really pissed off that annoying guy!"

Lin Wan’er slightly furrowed her brows and softly said: "Brother Luo, I’m afraid Zhao Mingyu won’t let this go easily; we must be careful afterward."

Luo Qingchen nodded: "I know what to do." He could feel a cold gaze fixed on him from Zhao Mingyu’s box, filled with resentment and killing intent.

The auction continued, but Luo Qingchen and his two companions were no longer interested in watching. After the auction ended, the three left Treasure Pavilion along with the crowd.

As soon as they stepped outside, several tall and strong cultivators surrounded them with ill intentions, evidently Zhao Mingyu’s men.

Luo Qingchen’s gaze turned icy, ready to act when a cold voice reprimanded: "No fighting in front of Treasure Pavilion! Are you all trying to challenge the rules of Treasure Pavilion?"

A Golden Core Stage cultivator dressed in Treasure Pavilion’s steward attire appeared at the door, looking sternly at the burly cultivators.

Their faces changed, seemingly wary of Treasure Pavilion; they exchanged glances and reluctantly retreated.

Luo Qingchen nodded slightly in acknowledgment to the steward and quickly left the troublesome area with Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan.

However, he knew this was only temporary. The true trouble likely lay ahead. The intrigues in Luoxia City seemed to be silently stirred by this Seven-Star Grass.

Back at the inn, Luo Qingchen first set up a simple restrictive alert around their room. Although Zhao Mingyu temporarily backed down under Treasure Pavilion’s deterrence, he was vengeful and wouldn’t easily let them go.

"Brother Luo, might Zhao Mingyu send people to ambush us?" Su Xiaowan asked worriedly. Her excitement at the auction had now faded quite a bit, after all, the opponent was a local tyrant.

"He will." Luo Qingchen replied affirmatively, "However, within the city, he’ll have some concerns, so for now, we are safe."

Lin Wan’er took the Jade Box Luo Qingchen had acquired, opened it, and there lay the Seven-Star Grass quietly, its starry aura flowing and emitting a strange energy fluctuation. She softly said: "Brother Luo, quickly check if this Seven-Star Grass is of use to Ling’er."

Luo Qingchen nodded, took the Jade Box, and walked to the bed. Bai Ling’er continued to sleep quietly, her face pale and her breath weak, with only a leaf of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on her brow emitting faint vitality.

He cautiously brought the Seven-Star Grass closer to Bai Ling’er’s brow.

A strange scene unfolded!

As soon as the Seven-Star Grass approached, the leaf of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on Bai Ling’er’s brow suddenly burst forth with bright golden light, more brilliant than ever before! And the Seven-Star Grass itself seemed to be pulled by some force, its green leaves with seven points of starlight shining in unison, strands of ultra-pure Star Force transforming into visible faint blue light streams, slowly injecting into the leaf of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass.

As the Star Force was infused, the golden light on the leaf of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass grew more intense, a faint yet supreme Dragon Soul aura began to spread faintly from Bai Ling’er’s body.

"Hmm..."

A barely audible soft moan escaped Bai Ling’er’s lips, her eyelashes trembled slightly a few times. Although she didn’t open her eyes, this subtle reaction made Luo Qingchen and his companions ecstatic!

"Ling’er! Ling’er responded!" Su Xiaowan excitedly grabbed Lin Wan’er’s arm, her eyes slightly damp.

Lin Wan’er was also overjoyed, showing a long-lost relaxed smile: "Great! The Seven-Star Grass really works!"

The heavy stone in Luo Qingchen’s heart finally fell. He could clearly sense Bai Ling’er’s vitality slowly but surely recovering within her, and that faint Dragon Soul aura had also solidified slightly compared to before.

The Star Force of the Seven-Star Grass continued to be absorbed by the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass, converting and infusing into Bai Ling’er’s body. After about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the light of the entire Seven-Star Grass dimmed, turning into an ordinary leaf, its essence evidently thoroughly absorbed.

Meanwhile, the leaf of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on Bai Ling’er’s brow became more transparent and crystal-like, as though containing endless life force. Her complexion also regained a hint of color, her breathing still weak but more stable than before.

"It seems that the Seven-Star Grass has a significant nourishing effect on the Dragon Soul." Luo Qingchen withdrew his hand, feeling slightly assured. Although Bai Ling’er hadn’t awakened yet, this was undoubtedly a major advancement.

"Brother Luo, if we find more such herbs, will Ling’er wake up soon?" Su Xiaowan asked expectantly.

Luo Qingchen pondered: "Such rare herbs as the Seven-Star Grass are hard to come by. However, since the Star Force is beneficial to Ling’er, we can visit the ’Meteorite Pit’ and might find other opportunities."

While the three were rejoicing over Bai Ling’er’s improved condition, outside the inn, several sneaky figures quietly monitored their room from a distance.

"The second young master ordered to keep a close watch on them, and once there’s an opportunity..." The lead cultivator with triangular eyes made a throat-slitting gesture, his eyes flashing with fierce light. They were Zhao Mingyu’s dispatched men.

Inside the room, Lin Wan’er suddenly furrowed her brows slightly, listened for a moment, and said to Luo Qingchen: "Brother Luo, there seems to be someone outside."

Luo Qingchen had already sensed it with his Divine Sense, he sneered: "Just clowns, no need to pay them any mind." He wasn’t afraid of trouble, but he didn’t want to have any distractions at the critical point of Bai Ling’er’s recovery.

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