Chapter 21: The Artisan

  Luò Lóng Yuàn was a small steward of the Four Directions Merchant Association, stationed at the Four Directions Auction House in Xī Hé City to handle auction affairs. Having stayed in Shào Nán Prefecture for a long time, after coming to Xī Hé City, there really wasn't anything that could catch her eye. However, these two young people in front of her had actually brought a third-grade magic crystal for auction.

  Magic crystals are highly sought after by practitioners, especially alchemists and artifact craftsmen. These two special occupations often have vast wealth at their disposal, with even casual expenditures reaching tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. If magic crystals were to be auctioned off, they would undoubtedly bring enormous profits to the auction house.

  Luò Lóng Yuàn saw the third-level magic crystal in front of her, and her eyes lit up instantly. She took over the magic crystal and felt the fierce and scorching fire attribute power from it, a third-level fire attribute magic crystal.

  Luò Lóng Yuàn took a glance at Yè Xuān and smiled, saying: "This is a level three fire attribute magic crystal. In this small Xī Hé City, it's a rare sight."

  Ye Xuan's heart was a little impatient, and he asked: "Luo General Manager, how many Xuan Dan do you think this piece of magic crystal can auction for?"

  Luoshen Garden looked at Ye Xuan, who was in a hurry, and couldn't help but laugh: "Young Master Ye, are you anxious to get the Xuan Dan for cultivation?"

  Ye Xuan's thoughts were seen through by her, and he gave an awkward smile.

  "A third-grade magic crystal, if it were in Shao Nan County, would at least be auctioned off for two thousand small Xuan Dan. However, here in Xi He City, it's not necessarily the case. After all, there are only a limited number of wealthy tycoons who attend auctions in Xi He City. But getting one thousand small Xuan Dan shouldn't be a problem." Luo Sangyuan said with a hint of regret, and what she said was indeed true. After all, compared to Shao Nan County, the four-sided auction house in Xi He City still had a significant gap.

  Ye Xuan's eyes widened as soon as he heard two thousand Xiao Xuan Dan, to know that this was almost equivalent to the Ye family's annual household income. What Luo Songyuan said next did not disappoint Ye Xuan, even if it was only a thousand Xiao Xuan Dan, for Ye Xuan at present, it was still a considerable fortune.

  Luo Sangyuan's words made Liu Yizhu, who had a calm face, look surprised. One thousand Xiao Xuan Dan, that was something they didn't even dare to think about in their previous life as a weapon shop owner. No wonder his father refused to hand over the magic crystal until his death.

  After determining Ye Xuan's auction, Luo Songyuan immediately had the Chamber of Commerce personnel register and prepare for the upcoming auction.

  When Ye Xuan walked into the auction hall, he felt the true excitement and atmosphere of the place. The hall was filled with many powerful cultivators from all over, making Ye Xuan feel the aura and pressure emanating from them as soon as he entered. This intangible pressure made Ye Xuan feel a bit uncomfortable, and suddenly his mind's spiritual energy began to spread throughout his body. As this power emerged, the intangible pressure gradually weakened.

  Ye Xuan glanced at Liu Yizhu and Dongfang Yan beside him, the two people's faces were unpredictable, as if they had not felt this invisible pressure.

  "Ah, Master Kong!"

  Dongfang Yan's cry interrupted Ye Xuan's thoughts, and Ye Xuan followed Dongfang Yan's gaze to see the white-haired old man in white clothes with crane-like snow-white hair that he had seen at the staircase earlier.

  The old man turned his head upon hearing the voice and saw that it was Dongfang Yan. A warm smile immediately appeared on his ruddy face.

  Dongfang Yan came up to the old man, grabbed his hand and complained: "Kong Dashi, you came to Xiheshi City, why didn't you go to the city master's mansion to see me? My father and I both miss you."

  The old master stroked his white beard and smiled: "You little girl, still with this temper, I came today to find some materials for refining equipment."

  "Dongfang Yan smiled and said, 'Kong Daoshi, the Soul-Stealing Sword you forged for me is truly amazing. When combined with my own Xuanji techniques, it's like adding wings to a tiger.'"

  At this time, many cultivators in the auction house were immediately attracted by Dongfang Yan's mention of the two words "forging".

  "What? Is it a forger?"

  Dongfang Yan's conversation with the elder immediately made the originally quiet venue lively, and many cultivators saw Dongfang Yan reveal a look of envy. You know, being able to possess a treasure is something that many cultivators dream of, especially in this small Xihuo City, where craftsmen are even rarer.

  Many practitioners immediately had the idea of taking the initiative to get to know each other.

  Ye Xuan was also shocked by Dongfang Yan's words, and he did not expect that this ordinary-looking white-robed old man would be a master craftsman. No wonder the big guard at the stairs earlier had shown such respect. He couldn't help but take a closer look at this empty-handed master.

  Kong Dashi also noticed Ye Xuan's gaze, staring at the young man in front of him. His eyebrows suddenly furrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt a thread of spiritual energy. Instantly, a wave of transforming spiritual pressure emanated from his body, spreading towards Ye Xuan.

  Ye Xuan felt the intangible pressure once again, but this time it felt rather mild, due to the existence of that mysterious power within his body. As soon as the pressure came into contact with his body, it was dissolved into nothingness.

  "Huh?"

  The empty master muttered in his heart that his spiritual power had disappeared on this young man's body, and it would be better to say that his spiritual power was absorbed by this young man.

  Dongfang Yan saw Kong Dashi's gaze and introduced: "Kong Dashi, this is my friend, Ye Xuan."

  Ye Xuan was wondering about this pressure when he heard Dongfang Yan's words and voluntarily saluted: "Ye Xuan has seen Master Kong."

  The empty master nodded to him, just about to ask something, when a middle-aged fat man in a black brocade robe walked up onto the auction stage, smiling and bowing to the guests around the room.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the auction at our Four Seasons Auction House. Please take your seats, as the auction is about to begin."

  Upon hearing this, Kong Da Shi merely smiled and turned back to his seat. Dong Fang Yan followed Kong Da Shi and sat down beside him.

  Ye Xuan then led Liu Yi Zhu to sit down in a row behind him.

  The middle-aged fat man saw that the noisy venue had finally quieted down, and smiled: "I hope you are all satisfied today. I won't talk nonsense. I'm sure you've been waiting impatiently. Now let's introduce the first item for auction today."

  As soon as the words were spoken, a maid appeared behind the fat man, holding a silver tray with a two-foot-long black curved knife on it. The blade of the knife was gleaming with a cold light, emitting a chill in the air.

  "Gentlemen, this is a Xuan Tie treasure sword, known as the Cold Moon Sword. When the craftsman was forging this treasure sword, he infused it with a hint of the dark and cold power of a strong Yin Xuan realm master, hence its name Cold Moon. The sharpness of this sword can cut through iron like mud, and combined with the sword's own cold power, its might is extremely powerful, worthy of being called a sharp instrument. It belongs to the second-grade magic treasure."

  "Wow! Second-order magic treasure!"

  "The Second-Order Treasure" immediately sparked the interest of many people present.