"This is a spiritual artifact heart protector made from Sky Silkworm Silk. The only regret is that this Sky Silkworm Silk heart protector is a low-grade spiritual artifact." After saying that, Bin Shiqi shook the item in his hand, and an extremely thin shirt appeared in his hands.

The reason it was regrettable was that Sky Silkworm Silk was a top-tier material for refining artifacts, extremely rare. Generally, the worst artifacts made from it were mid-grade, and better ones were high-grade. To refine a low-grade spiritual artifact could be considered a failed work.

Mo Wuji was immediately tempted. This shirt could protect almost all areas above the waist and below the neck. It wasn't just a heart protector.

Moreover, in Mo Wuji's mind, this clothing had another purpose for him. When he used lightning arcs to open up his meridians, this clothing would allow him to suffer less. This wasn't the main reason. The main reason was that if he was opening up his meridians in Thunderclap Sea, and a powerful lightning arc suddenly came, he estimated that he wouldn't even have time to react before being killed.

After all, who could be sure that the lightning arcs in Thunderclap Sea would be the same as those in the Thunder Forging Room? Maintaining a certain intensity at all times? Even the lightning arcs in the Thunder Forging Room couldn't be guaranteed to be consistent at all times, right?

If he had this clothing, even if a powerful lightning arc came suddenly, it wouldn't be enough to kill him before he could react.

He had to get this clothing, no matter the price.

"The starting price for this Sky Silkworm Silk clothing is 300,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones, with a minimum increment of 10,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones each time. Bidding now begins."

"310,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones!"

"330,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones!"

...

After Bin Shiqi announced the start of bidding, the price on the bidding screen never stopped jumping. It was evident that not only Mo Wuji valued this Sky Silkworm Silk heart protector, but many others did as well.

"500,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones!" With this price, the speed of the price increase on the screen slowed down a lot. 500,000 was a threshold; not everyone could easily take out that many spiritual stones.

"550,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones!" Mo Wuji bid, adding 50,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones at once. He was very clear that this price was definitely not the final price. If he didn't have enough spiritual stones, this would be a difficult bidding process, but fortunately, he wasn't short of spiritual stones now.

"600,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones." Almost as soon as Mo Wuji's price came out, someone refreshed it.

Mo Wuji wrote "650,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones" without hesitation.

Adding 50,000 at a time was a game that ordinary people couldn't afford to play. At this moment, only two lines of bids were constantly changing on the bidding screen.

Everyone in the auction house was clear that only these two people were bidding.

"1,000,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones." Seemingly angered by Mo Wuji's constant bidding, the other competitor directly increased the price to one million.

Mo Wuji still calmly quoted a price of 1,050,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones. He had already planned that even if it reached 5,000,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones, he wouldn't give up.

This Sky Silkworm Silk clothing definitely wasn't worth that many spiritual stones, but Mo Wuji's first consideration when buying something wasn't its value, but rather its usefulness to him.

Would Mo Wuji be stingy with spiritual stones for a piece of clothing that could save his life at any time? Spiritual stones were naturally precious, but no matter how precious, they weren't as important as his life.

The opponent competing with Mo Wuji seemed to have sensed Mo Wuji's determination. This bid was clearly intended for a long-term struggle. Moreover, Mo Wuji was adding 50,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones each time, so he wasn't short of money. More importantly, this price had already exceeded the value of this clothing by a lot.

When Mo Wuji raised the price to 1,050,000, he stopped bidding.

"Is there anyone who wants to bid higher? 1,050,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones once, 1,050,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones twice... 1,050,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones three times, sold!" Bin Shiqi excitedly hammered the gavel. He had expected the Sky Silkworm Silk clothing to sell for 800,000, but he didn't expect the real price to be 1,050,000. How could he not be happy?

The auction continued. Several items that Mo Wuji wanted appeared in the middle, but he didn't want them too strongly. After bidding a few times without success, he directly gave up.

Until the end of the auction, he didn't bid again. As for the second mysterious treasure that Bin Shiqi mentioned, a high-grade spiritual artifact long sword, in Mo Wuji's opinion, wasn't as valuable as his Sky Silkworm Silk treasure clothing.

...

When Mo Wuji returned to the Jiu Yue Pill Pavilion's residence again, it was already noon the next day. Originally, he only had a few low-grade spiritual stones, but now he had 10,000 Earth-grade spiritual stones and a spiritual stone card. After deducting the fees paid to the Wei Dao Chamber of Commerce and the purchase of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Lightning and the Sky Silkworm Silk treasure clothing, there were still 780,000 Earth-grade spiritual stones on the spiritual stone card, which was equivalent to 7,800,000 Xuan-grade spiritual stones. This spiritual stone card could be used to withdraw spiritual stones at any branch of the Wei Dao Chamber of Commerce, making it extremely convenient.

This was also because Mo Wuji's storage bag was too small; otherwise, he would definitely have kept all the spiritual stones he had with him.

In his residence, Mo Wuji first spent an hour refining the black Sky Silkworm Silk treasure clothing and wearing it. Then, he took out the incomplete Seven Styles of Heavenly Lightning.

The words "Seven Styles of Heavenly Lightning" on the tattered leather scroll were still relatively clear, but further down, they became a bit blurry. Mo Wuji barely managed to recognize the name of the first style: "Lightning Falls to the Ground." Then, there was only a diagram of the Celestial Circulation, and the rest was incomplete. As for the explanatory text above, he couldn't see any of it.

Mo Wuji shook his head. Where was this even an incomplete first style? It didn't even count as incomplete; at most, it only had two names. Oh, and an incomplete diagram of the Celestial Circulation.

In any case, Mo Wuji had bought this thing at a high price. He naturally wouldn't just throw it away. He held a Earth-grade spiritual stone and began to circulate the spiritual energy according to the pattern on the diagram.

The spiritual energy passed through his meridians without any obstacles, carrying a faint warmth of vital energy that penetrated several meridians.

Mo Wuji was immediately delighted. It seemed that he really was naturally suited for cultivation techniques with the lightning attribute. Even though this was just an incomplete lightning-based technique, he was still able to cultivate it with ease.

Mo Wuji's surprise didn't even last for three seconds before a terrifying pain erupted in his meridians. That's right, it was burning. It was as if a crimson flame stone had been lit in his meridians, causing a tearing pain that inspired despair.

"Thump!" Mo Wuji fell to the ground. Even though he had tempered his meridians with lightning and experienced all kinds of inhuman pain and torture, he had never experienced such terrible pain. At this moment, it felt like flames were burning out of his meridians, about to burn his entire body into ashes from the inside out.

Streams of blue lightning arcs seeped out of his body, as if burned out by the fire in his meridians, and bombarded the ground, leaving it full of pits.

At this moment, Mo Wuji wished he could jump into an ice cave and let the coldest air penetrate into his body.

The aura of imminent death constantly enveloped Mo Wuji's mind, preventing him from falling unconscious. He forcibly grabbed the hard dirt on the ground, maintaining a trace of clarity in his spiritual platform. He suspected that if he fell unconscious, his life would disappear.

After persisting for half an incense stick's time, Mo Wuji barely managed to circulate the Immortal Mortal Technique. Once the technique was running, the fiery burning sensation in his body seemed to weaken a little.

Mo Wuji finally had time to catch his breath and frantically circulated the Immortal Mortal Technique. He discovered that the Immortal Mortal Technique was the key to suppressing the burning flames in his body.

After an incense stick's time passed, the ball of flames in his body was finally completely resolved by him, disappearing without a trace.

Mo Wuji staggered to his feet. Besides the traces left by the lightning arcs that had emerged from his body, everything was covered in marks from his hands. A pair of slender, fair hands were now covered in wounds, and all of his fingernails had been torn off.

Walking to the mirror, Mo Wuji saw a face that was pale to the extreme, and his clothes were tattered. A sense of lingering fear rose in his heart. If it weren't for the Immortal Mortal Technique, he would have died this time.

Mo Wuji grabbed the tattered Seven Styles of Heavenly Lightning with his bloody hands, wanting nothing more than to tear it to shreds immediately. If he had known that this thing was harmful, he should have given it to the guy who threatened him.

It was still purchased for tens of thousands of Xuan-grade spiritual stones. If it were converted to the low-grade spiritual stones he used to use, it would be more than a million. In the end, Mo Wuji still couldn't bear to throw it away, and instead tossed it into his storage bag.

Then, Mo Wuji felt a little strange. This should be a lightning attribute technique, so why did a ball of flames seem to burn in his body after he cultivated it?

After thinking for a long time, Mo Wuji couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply attributed this phenomenon to the incompleteness of the technique, leading to cultivation deviation.

"Wuji, are you there?" Mo Wuji had just sat down, gasping for breath and drinking a cup of water when Zhen Shaoke's voice rang out outside the door.

Mo Wuji opened the door and saw Zhen Shaoke carrying a large bag. His mood finally improved a little. Zhen Shaoke should be delivering spiritual herbs to him. Before going to the auction, he had asked Zhen Shaoke to buy the medicinal herbs for the Protecting Soul Earthly Glow Pill.

"Wuji, what's wrong?" Zhen Shaoke was shocked when he saw Mo Wuji's appearance. Mo Wuji looked like he had crawled out of hell.

Mo Wuji waved his hand weakly. "It's nothing. I just had some problems with my cultivation. Shaoke, you bought the medicinal herbs for me, right?"

"Senior Sister Mu, is he the alchemist Mo you mentioned?" A crisp voice rang out. Only then did Mo Wuji notice that there were two other people standing not far away. He recognized one of them, Mu Ying. The other was a delicate-faced, fair-skinned girl. She must have been the one who spoke just now.

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