Chapter 15

Murong Meng’s old face was filled with deep conflict, making it hard to imagine that such a master alchemist, with a status so high in Tai’an City, would show such an expression.

His face flushed red, Murong Meng stammered, “Senior, I wonder if you could directly sell a Zhenyuan Pill to our Wanbao Merchant Association?”

Fearing that Lin Xuan might misunderstand, Murong Meng quickly added, “Senior, if you auction two Zhenyuan Pills at once, the price might take a big hit. Auctioning is always about scarcity being valuable.”

“Rest assured, I will offer a price that will satisfy you!”

Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback by this; he just wanted to make money and didn’t care about all this. The material cost for five Zhenyuan Pills only amounted to around thirty thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones.

“What price can you offer?” Lin Xuan whispered.

Typically, the price for a single Zhenyuan Pill at an auction was around one hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones. Considering that his Zhenyuan Pill was of much higher quality than those available on the market, it should fetch a higher price.

Murong Meng hurriedly reported the price: “Three hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones each. What do you think, my lord?”

Lin Xuan fell silent for a moment. The price of three hundred thousand struck a chord in his heart, causing his body to tremble slightly. The combined income of the entire Lin family for a year was only about one hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones.

Three hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones…

Murong Meng stared at the mysterious person in front of him, falling into silence as his body slightly trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn’t help but secretly curse himself: “Murong Meng, you fool! To throw money at such a master alchemist is to insult this level of alchemist!”

A third-grade pill with Dan Yun was enough to be considered a family heirloom. For any alchemist, such a pill was an unparalleled honor!

Murong Meng quickly remedied the situation: “My lord, I misspoke earlier. I am willing to pay five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones for your Zhenyuan Pill!”

After saying this, he nervously watched the mysterious person in front of him. Five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones was the maximum he could offer. Although alchemists were wealthy, their expenses were also considerable.

Five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones… five hundred thousand!

The delicate face hidden behind the white mask showed a shocked expression at this moment. He had never seen so many Yuan Stones; his grandfather, as the elder of the Lin family, had saved about one hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones in his lifetime!

Indeed, alchemists were one of the richest professions!

Calm… calm…

Lin Xuan worked hard to regain his composure and said casually, “Alright, that’s five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones each. The other pill, please help me auction it.”

Murong Meng was overjoyed and immediately instructed the middle-aged man next to him to retrieve five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones. After a while, the middle-aged man, holding a beautifully crafted spatial ring, respectfully placed it in front of Lin Xuan, saying, “My lord, the five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones are all here. Please have a look.”

Lin Xuan took the spatial ring and glanced inside. Five neat rows of Yuan Stones were stored within, totaling around five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones.

“Hmm.” Lin Xuan suppressed his excitement and nodded lightly. He was about to leave when Murong Meng suddenly spoke up again.

“My lord, this is our Wanbao Merchant Association’s special VIP card. In the future, when you purchase goods under our association’s name, you will receive a 10% discount. Also, if you have items to auction, we only charge one-tenth of the original handling fee.”

“Please accept it.”

Lin Xuan looked at the old man who was bowing deeply and calmly accepted the VIP card. He then left the Wanbao Auction House under their watchful eyes.

…

“My lord, isn’t the VIP card supposed to require recording the user’s information and assessing their identity before it’s issued?” The middle-aged man asked in confusion. The VIP card of the Wanbao Merchant Association wasn’t something just anyone could possess. Each card had to go through a tedious process, and in all of Tai’an City, only the city lord was qualified to hold a VIP card, and even then, it cost a fortune to obtain.

“Little Chen, rules are set by people. In this world, only those who utilize the rules can go further,” Murong Meng shook his head, looking at the middle-aged man and speaking in a calm tone.

A person capable of refining pills with Dan Yun, whether or not they refined it themselves, was worth the Wanbao Merchant Association’s full effort to win over. Even if they couldn’t win them over, they wouldn’t choose to offend them.

It was just a VIP card; he could apply for one himself. Though it might slightly break the rules, this action would benefit the Wanbao Merchant Association greatly.

…

Reaching a secluded corner, Lin Xuan took off the white cloak and mask he had been wearing.

“Five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones! This is five hundred thousand lower-grade Yuan Stones!”

“Indeed, alchemists are wealthy!”

Excitement appeared on Lin Xuan’s delicate face, and he couldn’t help but feel emotional inside.

This was his first time earning money, and he had made more than half of what the Lin family had accumulated over the past century. This was truly incredible! In his two lifetimes, he had never been so affluent, not even when combined!

Just think about it: at just sixteen, he now held millions in assets. The only trouble in such a life would likely be the loss of the joys of poverty.

“Unfortunately, pills with Dan Yun seem a bit rare.”

Recalling the greedy expression of that second-grade alchemist, Lin Xuan murmured. He had originally wanted to sell more pills, as he still had dozens of first-grade pills, but unfortunately, they all had excellent Dan Yun, while the others were perfect-level pills.

If these pills were brought out, they would definitely cause a huge stir. Whether that would be a disaster or a blessing was uncertain, and Lin Xuan wouldn’t leave these matters to the whims of fate.

“It seems I need to pay attention next time I sell pills. I should refine some normal quality pills to sell; that way, it wouldn’t attract too much attention.” Then Lin Xuan’s face showed a hint of worry and conflict: “But… how can I refine ordinary quality pills?”

His first pill had been of excellent quality, and his second was a perfect-level pill; later on, he only fell short of perfect quality due to insufficient soul power.

The Nine Transformations Alchemy Technique only recorded methods for purifying pills, not for reducing their quality.

In this day and age, encountering such a predicament as an alchemist was a first for him on Xuantian Continent. If Lin Xuan’s thoughts were to spread, who knows how many talented alchemists would be infuriated.

While we are all striving to improve the quality of our pills, you’re over here contemplating how to refine ordinary pills, huh?

Are you even going to let anyone else play?