Chapter 98 - The Billion-Dollar Weed and a Silent Rival

I couldn't sleep that night. My mind kept running through the techniques needed to transform Isabelle's jade pendant into a Protective Dharma Amulet. By the time dawn broke, I'd already mapped out the entire alchemical process in my head.

But that would have to wait. This morning, we had another auction to attend—one that promised rare cultivation resources I desperately needed.

"You look tired," Isabelle remarked as we entered the grand hall. She adjusted the jade pendant at her neck, the emerald stone catching the light.

"Just focused," I replied with a small smile. "There's a specific jade I need to acquire today."

The auction hall was even more crowded than yesterday's event. Wealthy cultivators from various factions had gathered, their auras subtly probing the room—sizing up competition. I kept my own energy carefully contained, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention.