Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50: Middle Layer (3)

 

 

“155,000!”

“158,000.”

“160,000…!”

 

The number of Spirit Stones kept rising.

Everyone had scoffed when the starting price was 130,000, but now it had climbed to 160,000.

 

This was because Fox Masked Cheon Woo-jin and the Tiger Masked Cultivator continued to compete against each other.

 

“170,000.”

“…!”

 

When Cheon Woo-jin raised the price to 170,000, the Tiger Masked Cultivator shot up from his seat.

However, he didn’t say anything to Cheon Woo-jin and just sat back down.

 

‘A wise choice.’

 

If they carelessly engaged in conversation here and drew the attention of other participants, it would be problematic.

New competitors might emerge and drive the winning bid even higher.

 

Currently, the participants were watching the competition between the fox mask and tiger mask with intrigued eyes.

But no one had actually joined the competition yet.

 

There might truly be hidden power in that Mid-Grade Magical Artifact, but they couldn’t invest nearly 200,000 Spirit Stones without knowing what it was.

Moreover, they had to consider the possibility that this was a shill hired by the auction organizers.

 

“173,000…!”

 

The Tiger Masked Cultivator gritted his teeth and called out 173,000.

It seemed to be approaching a level that would be difficult to handle with today’s Spirit Stone reserves.

 

Thinking this, Cheon Woo-jin slowly opened his mouth.

 

“180,000.”

“…!”

 

Bang!

The Tiger Masked Cultivator struck the armrest of his chair with his fist.

 

“We have 180,000. Are there any higher bids?”

 

The Auctioneer asked while reading the room.

Then the Tiger Masked Cultivator squeezed out his voice.

 

“180,000… 2,000…”

“We have 182,000. Now, any higher…”

 

Before the Auctioneer could finish speaking.

Cheon Woo-jin opened his mouth again.

 

“195,000.”

“…!”

 

It suddenly jumped by 13,000.

The Tiger Masked Cultivator stood up from his seat again.

And he glared at Cheon Woo-jin with murderous intent.

 

But Cheon Woo-jin wasn’t shaken in the slightest.

He only gestured to the Auctioneer to proceed quickly.

 

“We have 195,000! Are there any higher bids?”

“Grgh…!”

 

The Tiger Masked Cultivator let out a pained groan and sat back down.

From the way he hung his head low, it was clear at a glance that he had given up on the auction.

 

“The Dharma Artifact Black Strange Sword has been sold for 195,000 Spirit Stones! Thank you! We will now take about a 15-minute break before starting the Elixir auction!”

 

* * *

 

After the first part’s Dharma Artifact auction ended, a brief break was given before the second part’s Elixir auction.

 

Cheon Woo-jin got up from his seat and asked the Guide Staff about the location of the restroom.

The staff member informed him that there was also a restroom in the passage leading into the Auction House, and Cheon Woo-jin headed there while still wearing his mask.

 

But as soon as Cheon Woo-jin entered the restroom and closed the door, he felt a chilling presence.

 

“Hey there.”

 

Click.

A Man forcibly opened the door and entered.

It was the Tiger Masked Cultivator who had competed with Cheon Woo-jin earlier.

 

“Let’s have a little chat.”

“In the restroom?”

 

When Cheon Woo-jin asked in a cold voice, the Tiger Masked Cultivator tried to grab Cheon Woo-jin’s shoulder.

But that was a deception.

 

Stab.

Hidden in that cultivator’s grip was a needle.

And it wasn’t an ordinary needle, but a Poison Needle coated with Poison Liquid.

 

“Sorry about this. I’ll have to take that Dharma Artifact.”

 

Whispering in a low voice, the Tiger Masked Cultivator peered into Cheon Woo-jin’s face.

But immediately his eyes widened.

Because Cheon Woo-jin’s expression remained cold as ever.

 

Right after that.

Lightning energy generated from Cheon Woo-jin’s grip was sucked into the tiger-masked cultivator’s chest.

 

“Kraaak!”

 

Cheon Woo-jin didn’t stop there.

He reached for his agonizing opponent’s head and injected lightning energy into his skull once more.

 

“Grrrr…”

 

Eventually, he collapsed in the restroom, shedding tears of blood.

Cheon Woo-jin grabbed his clothing to prevent him from falling into the toilet.

And before he lost his life, he checked the status window once more.

 

[Gang Gyun ]

* Race: Human

* Age: 182 years

* Realm: Foundation Establishment Late Stage

* Constitution: Wood-Earth Spirit Root, Poison Spirit Body

* Faction: Black Gate

* Affiliation: Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect

* Destiny: Killing

 

Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect.

That was a sect specializing in ‘Poison Arts’ that operated in Ghost Head City’s middle section.

They also had expertise in assassination arts using poison, just like what he had attempted on Cheon Woo-jin.

 

From the moment he saw the status window earlier, Cheon Woo-jin had expected him to act this way.

If he lost to Cheon Woo-jin at the auction, he would try to claim the Black Strange Sword by killing Cheon Woo-jin.

Because the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect always acted that way in the game too.

 

So Cheon Woo-jin had taken an antidote made from the Dark Dew Great King Centipede’s poison liquid in advance.

If it was poison used by a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect, using poison to control poison was possible with the poison of the Dark Dew Great King Centipede, a Core Formation demon beast.

 

And he deliberately asked the staff about the restroom location while that man was watching.

As a result, the bastard followed him to the restroom and tried to kill Cheon Woo-jin.

 

‘He acted foolishly without knowing he had fallen into a trap.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin took out the storage bag from his corpse.

The storage bag contained all kinds of poisonous substances, but he didn’t even touch those things.

He still had some of the Dark Dew Great King Centipede’s poison liquid left anyway. He didn’t particularly need the poisonous substances used by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

 

What Cheon Woo-jin was after was something else.

It was the spirit stones he had brought for today’s auction.

 

‘190,000… no, about 189,000.’

 

When Cheon Woo-jin called out 195,000, he gave up because he truly had no more spirit stones.

 

‘I only had 195,000 too, so we were similar.’

 

That’s right.

Cheon Woo-jin had also bet all the spirit stones he possessed.

 

If he invested all 195,000 in the Black Strange Sword, he wouldn’t have spirit stones left to bid on elixirs later.

But he thought there wouldn’t be a big problem.

 

Because he expected he could steal spirit stones if this bastard attacked him.

 

Pay for the Black Strange Sword with the spirit stones he originally had

Pay for the elixir with the spirit stones stolen from this bastard.

That way, Cheon Woo-jin could successfully bid on everything he needed.

 

‘If you hadn’t targeted my life, this wouldn’t have happened. So don’t feel wronged.’

 

After transferring the 189,000 spirit stones to his own storage bag, Cheon Woo-jin straightened his clothes.

 

“Customer, are you alright?”

 

Then a voice came from outside.

A shop clerk had approached after noticing the commotion.

 

“Call Cultivator Ho Yeon.”

“Pardon?”

“I was attacked by another auction participant. I’d like Cultivator Ho Yeon to come so I can prove my self-defense.”

“…!”

 

A moment later, Ho Yeon-rin appeared at the restroom.

Cheon Woo-jin showed her the wound from the poison needle and explained the situation.

 

“This is really poison from the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect…”

 

Ho Yeon-rin groaned as she examined the poison liquid on Cheon Woo-jin’s wound.

 

“But how are you fine after being stabbed by a poison needle?”

“I can’t explain the details, but poison doesn’t work on me.”

“This bastard was unlucky… But how were you planning to handle the aftermath after killing him here?”

“Look at this.”

 

Cheon Woo-jin found a powder medicine from the corpse’s clothing.

 

“It’s Melting Dissolution Powder. It doesn’t work on living cultivators, but if you sprinkle it on a corpse, it can melt it instantly.”

“…!”

 

Generally, evidence is eliminated by burning corpses with fire magic.

But there are also sects that eliminate corpses with such drugs.

 

“Since it was in the restroom, it would have been easy to dispose of the body too.”

“Hmm, what a gruesome story.”

 

Ho Yeon-rin made a disgusted expression.

 

“Are you certain there was no personal grudge involved?”

“We were both wearing masks, so we didn’t even know who each other was. He seemed to only have thoughts of killing me to steal the auction item.”

“So he was trying to exploit the rule that if the highest bidder can’t pay, it goes to the next person…”

 

After investigating the scene and hearing from other people, Ho Yeon-rin acknowledged that Cheon Woo-jin was not at fault.

 

“It’s also confirmed that this cultivator followed you when you went to the restroom. It’s certain that this cultivator attacked first.”

“I had no intention of causing trouble here either. I regret that such an incident occurred.”

 

If this guy hadn’t attacked Cheon Woo-jin and just left, or if he had more than 195,000 spirit stones and successfully bid for the Black Strange Sword… no blood would have been spilled.

 

“May I return to the auction house? I’d like to participate in the elixir auction as well.”

“Mm, understood. Leave the cleanup to me and go.”

 

Ho Yeon-rin no longer seemed to find Cheon Woo-jin suspicious.

However, this was also because she trusted that he was someone vouched for by Seo Seol-ryeong.

If Cheon Woo-jin had entered the Heavenly Dragon Tower without Seo Seol-ryeong’s introduction letter, there was a high possibility they would have locked him up underground first and conducted an investigation.

 

‘I should buy some expensive snacks for Seo Seol-ryeong.’

 

With that thought, Cheon Woo-jin headed back to the auction house.

 

* * *

 

At the elixir auction, Cheon Woo-jin successfully bid for a high-grade elixir called Clear Spirit Pill.

Since it was an elixir that could greatly enhance spiritual power, it would be of great help.

 

After all the auctions ended, he paid most of his spirit stones to receive the Black Strange Sword and Clear Spirit Pill.

On his way out, he thought about greeting Ho Yeon-rin, but she was nowhere to be seen on the 1st floor, probably busy with other matters.

 

‘I’ll probably see her again soon.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin left the Heavenly Dragon Tower behind and walked through the 4th Layer.

An entrance to enter the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm also existed on the 4th Layer.

He planned to return there first and examine the items he had won at auction today once more.

 

But… he kept sensing presences following from behind.

 

“…”

 

Cheon Woo-jin deliberately moved to a secluded area.

Then the ones who had been following him revealed themselves.

 

“Are you the fox mask who won the Legacy of the Yin Soul Ghost Bone Palace earlier?”

 

Looking at the status window, they were the scattered cultivators who had been sitting together in the back seats of the auction house.

There were three of them, all at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

 

‘So it was those guys after all.’

 

When wearing a mask, not only the face but also the attire is disguised.

Even when removing masks upon leaving the auction house, it’s done one by one separately, so it’s designed to prevent identifying who the bidders are.

 

However, when Ho Yeon-rin cast magic arts to conduct her investigation earlier, the mask’s stealth effect had been temporarily dispelled.

The guys who had been secretly watching at that time remembered Cheon Woo-jin and followed him.

 

“Just what kind of power is hidden in that dharma artifact that you’d spend nearly 200,000 spirit stones and even kill each other over it? I’m dying of curiosity, so answer quickly.”

 

The Foundation Establishment scattered cultivators surrounded Cheon Woo-jin with sinister smiles.

Whether he answered or not, they would kill Cheon Woo-jin and steal the Black Strange Sword.

 

The Poison Master from the Ten Thousand Poison Six Death Gate who attacked Cheon Woo-jin earlier at least intended to pay the bid amount.

But these guys planned to rob the auction item from the successful bidder without even paying the bid amount.

 

“Are you curious about what power is hidden in this dharma artifact?”

 

Cheon Woo-jin drew the Black Strange Sword and held it in his hand.

 

Why the Poison Master from the Ten Thousand Poison Six Death Gate wanted this dharma artifact.

Why the character “Ra” (net) was included in this dharma artifact’s name.

The answer was here.

 

“See for yourself with your own eyes.”

 

With a creaking sound, the Black Strange Sword unfolded.

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