Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation

Shan Mu slightly raised his hand.

As soon as he made the gesture, the formations at the center of the stage began to shine again.

The spiritual energy in the hall rippled. Then, suddenly...

A wave of wild Qi spread throughout the entire environment. The pressure was primitive.

Almost like the presence of a powerful beast observing the hall. Many cultivators immediately straightened in their seats.

Murmurs began to arise.

"What is this?"

"That energy..."

"It feels like beast Qi..."

Some more experienced cultivators had already noticed something. Their eyes narrowed. The jade platform began to slowly rise from the center of the stage.

All eyes were fixed on it. The wild pressure increased with every centimeter the platform emerged.

Then... The item finally appeared. A murmur ran through every wing of the hall.

Resting on the jade pedestal was a gray-scaled egg, approximately the size of a human head.

The surface of the egg was covered with small, rigid scales that reflected the light of the surrounding formations. And from it emanated that intense, wild energy.

Now there were no more doubts.

"A beast egg..."

"That is a beast egg!"

"What kind of beast will it be?"

Excited murmurs began to arise throughout the hall. Kyrian was also observing the egg with interest.

The energy the egg released was truly unusual.

It was not just Beast Qi. It was pure and powerful.

Clearly it was not the egg of a common beast. Shan Mu did not speak immediately.

He simply walked slowly around the platform, allowing everyone to observe the item well.

The hall was full of murmurs. Many cultivators discussed in low voices. Some tried to guess what kind of beast would be born from it.

Others simply silently evaluated the potential value of that egg. A full minute passed.

Only when he realized that all the attention in the hall was completely focused on the stage did Shan Mu finally begin to speak.

"As everyone can see..."

His voice echoed calmly.

"...this is a wild beast egg."

Some cultivators laughed discreetly. That was obvious. But Shan Mu continued.

"But not from a common beast."

Now the hall became silent again. Shan Mu placed one hand behind his back.

"This egg belongs to a species called..." He made a small pause.

"Mist Serpent."

Instantly, several cultivators reacted. Some widened their eyes. Others frowned. It was a known name.

Shan Mu continued calmly.

"The Mist Serpent is a beast that lives mainly in swamp regions and dense forests."

He pointed to the egg.

"It possesses the ability to spit a powerful venom almost without antidote in the form of mist, capable of spreading rapidly across large areas."

Some people in the hall began to murmur again. That ability was already quite dangerous. But Shan Mu had not finished yet.

"When adult..."

He spoke slowly.

"...a Mist Serpent can reach the peak of the Spiritual Awakening realm."

Now several cultivators were truly surprised. A beast at that level could already rival many experienced cultivators.

But then Shan Mu added something that made even more people shocked.

"And if you are lucky... it may evolve."

The hall became completely silent.

"...and become a beast of the Spiritual Fusion Realm."

Now the surprise was visible on many faces. Some cultivators took a deep breath.

The wild pressure emanating from the egg now made even more sense.

The Mist Serpent was considered a species of superior beast.

A beast that practically encountered no obstacles in reaching the Spiritual Awakening Realm.

If someone managed to raise it from a young age... It could become an extremely powerful guardian beast. Especially for clans or sects.

Shan Mu then smiled slightly.

"Of course..."

"Raising a wild beast is not something simple."

Some cultivators nodded. Beasts were almost naturally untamable.

Even when raised from birth, they still required enormous resources and special taming techniques.

But even so...

The potential of that beast was far too great to be ignored. Shan Mu finally announced.

"The starting bid begins at twenty-five thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

Barely had he finished speaking...

"Thirty thousand!"

"Thirty-five thousand!"

"Forty thousand!"

The bids began immediately.

As expected, almost no one from the common area tried to compete. Most of the voices came from the VIP wing.

Only major forces had enough resources to raise and maintain a beast of that level. Kyrian watched silently.

His eyes analyzed the cultivators participating in the dispute. He soon recognized some faces.

Among them...

Luo Feng. The silver-haired young man calmly raised his jade plaque.

"Fifty thousand."

His voice was calm.

But the dispute was only just beginning.

Another bid quickly appeared.

"Fifty-five thousand!"

Soon after...

"Sixty thousand!"

Kyrian then saw another familiar face participate in the dispute.

Qin Luo, the disciple of the Gray Blade Sect, also raised his plaque.

"Seventy thousand."

The price was rising rapidly.

It was obvious that many forces were interested.

Kyrian realized that most of the participants in the dispute were fourth-level forces or great noble families.

Everyone wanted a guardian beast of that caliber. The value soon surpassed ninety thousand.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones!"

That bid made the entire hall murmur. Few items that day had reached that price.

But even so... The dispute had not yet ended.

"One hundred and five thousand!"

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

Then... A new voice appeared. But this time... From the third floor. From the private rooms.

"One hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones"

The entire hall fell silent. The dispute had changed levels. The private rooms rarely participated in common disputes.

When they spoke... It meant they were truly interested.

But before people could even identify which room had made the bid... Another voice appeared.

Also from the third floor.

"One hundred and twenty-five thousand spirit stones."

Now everyone became completely quiet. The dispute had turned into something between the true giants present at the auction.

The first room responded almost immediately.

"One hundred and thirty thousand spirit stones!"

Absolute silence. No other voice appeared. Not Luo Feng. Not Qin Luo.

Not any other force. Everyone knew that competing with those rooms was practically impossible.

After a few seconds...

Shan Mu raised his hand.

"One hundred and thirty thousand spirit stones"

He looked around the hall.

"Anyone else?"

Silence.

"Going once."

No one spoke.

"Going twice."

Still silence.

"Going three times."

Shan Mu’s hand came down.

"Sold."