On the 2nd floor, a 40-year-old man appeared wearing fancy clothes. He was Manager Luo of the Hall of Treasures. He arrived with an elder - Master Ye, the Symbol Master of the Hall of Treasures. Master Ye's job was to appraise amulets, inscriptions, or spirit objects that used symbols. Master Ye's presence will verify all objects related to the Symbol Master.
Yuan Fen and Yi Zan greeted Manager Luo and Master Ye while Ayin introduced the two children to them.
"May I see what items you will sell, young man?" Manager Luo said to Yuan Fen and Yi Zan.
Without hesitation, Yuan Fen showed the three types of talismans he had made, all according to the Techniques taught by Yi Zan. Of the three talismans, there was a healing talisman, a teleportation talisman, and a 50-meter teleportation talisman.
Manager Luo frowned as he saw it was a 2nd-grade talisman made by a 2nd-grade Symbol Master of a Seal Master. However, there was a very strong mental power coming from the three talismans. He carefully passed the two talismans to Mr. Ye, who would verify them.
"Grade 2 talismans with an almost perfect score," said Mr. Ye, surprised by the quality of the Talismans. Even he, as the 4th Seal Symbol Master, could only produce talismans with an Intermediate Venti level. Mr. Ye spoke with Manager Luo, confirming that second-grade Talismans were of excellent value and quality. It was rare for a Symbol Master to be able to make talismans of such good quality.
"May I know who your teachers are?" asked Master Ye.
"We are disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect, and I am the grandson of the Sect's Green Peak Master," Yi Zan said.
"Ah, that's fitting," said Teacher Ye, nodding, understanding that they were the disciple and grandson of Green Peak Master, a famous Symbol Master in the Morning Star City Region.
"Ehem... Young lord and lady, Treasure Hall would like to purchase the Talisman you are holding. Of course, at a reasonable price. However, you should know that currently, within our Emerald Hall, an auction of quality items is taking place. We can include these three types of talismans in the auction if you are interested. We can auction them off, and you will get the highest bid," said Manager Luo.
"However, you need to know that the Treasure Hall will take a 15% fee from all the items we auction," Manager Luo added, glancing anxiously at the two children.
"Oh, can we? I don't think this brother will mind the 15% fee. And I think this is a good opportunity to add to our experience. However, we don't have an invitation to join the auction event. Does entering an auction event like this require an exclusive invitation?" asked Yi Zan.
Manager Luo was secretly overjoyed at successfully negotiating for the Treasure Hall's 15% profit. Normally, sellers often bid only 10%. He quickly took out two tokens and gave them to Yuan Fen and Yi Zan.
"This is Treasure Hall's VIP customer token. By showing this token, you can join the auction anytime and get a 5% discount on our merchandise." Manager Luo explained.
They were guided by Ayin, who faithfully accompanied them. This time, the servant girl would get a big bonus for providing the best service to the seller who registered an almost perfect Talisman value in the Hall of Treasures auction.
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A dashing young man stood displaying a sword in the center of the room, arranged like a semi-circular theater. His good looks were even more obvious as he was illuminated by the light from the three rock crystals above the room.
"It turns out that the person leading the auction event is Ruan Ceng," Yi Zan whispered to Yuan Fen.
"And he holds quite a respected position in this Treasure Hall," Yuan Fen said.
With a loud voice, Ruan Ceng stood up and exclaimed, "This is Trenta's supreme Mortal Grade Sword. It is made of pure steel mined from the Liang mountain range in the Northernmost Region's Ice Plains region. It has even been chanted and equipped with power-enhancing symbols by Seal 5 Symbol Master. The power of this sword will increase the wearer's combat ability by 15%."
"Since this item is good, the auction price is 1000 Demi low-level energy stones or 10 Venti. Each bid must be a multiple of 50 energy stones. The auction begins. Please!" exclaimed Ruan Ceng loudly while the situation in the room became boisterous.
"Increase combat power by 15%. Wow, that's amazing."
"Our sect needs that sword; let me buy it."
"Shut up, you! You think only your sect needs a sword this good. No, I'll take a chance this time." The bidders were boisterous, scrambling to get the sword.
Ultimately, the Trenta-class Mortal Steel Sword went to a man wearing a Doupeng (a straw hat surrounded by a black veil so his face could not be seen). The man bid up to 2700 Demi-grade energy stones. No one else was willing to bid after the price rose to 2700 energy stones. There was an aura of satisfaction on his body.
"The next item is the Mortal Rank Warrior Shoe, which is also a high-grade Trenta," Ruan Ceng hadn't finished explaining the benefits of the shoe, and the voice in the auction room sounded again. All the bidders, including Yuan Fen and Yi Zan, enthusiastically auctioned off items.
"These shoes are made from King 4 Dark Beast Leopard cultivation leather. By using this kind of runner-type Dark Beast leather, the strength of the wearer's running speed and battle dodging ability will increase by 7%. Even before being spoken to by the Seal 5 Symbol Master. These Leopard Shoes were already proclaimed by Symbol Master Seal 5, so the additional evasion ability increased by 15%. When the Dark Beast's 7% ability is added with the symbol seal 5's 15%, you'll get a 22% increase in evasion ability when doing battle or running," Ruan Ceng explained. At the same time, the room became very boisterous due to the enthusiasm of the participants.
"We are opening these Leopard Shoes at 3000 Demi-class or 30 Venti-class energy stones. Any increase in the bidding price should be 100 from the previous price," said Ruan Ceng.
The atmosphere became more boisterous when they heard that the price of Leopard Shoes was at least 3000 energy stones. Many immediately retreated after hearing such a high price.
"5000 Demi-class energy stones. And please give us a face to be able to win the auction this time," came a voice from the VIP balcony on the back right. All the bidders immediately turned their heads toward the balcony. Nothing was visible except for a thin, black, misty curtain from the balcony area.
Yuan Fen glanced at Yi Zan, and in an instant, both of them directed mental energy toward the balcony to try to see who was behind the misty black curtain.
However, neither of their mental energies could penetrate the black curtain.
"Someone with an enlightened Cultivation Spirit Realm," Yi Zhan whispered. "His Cultivation Realm is equivalent to a peak master in the Cloud Sword Sect," he was surprised to learn that fact.
"If it's the Spirit Condensation Realm realm, at least we can still pierce through the curtain even though the images displayed by our mental energy will be blurry," Yi Zan explained to Yuan Fen.
"I never thought that today we would meet someone with such a high cultivation level," Yuan Fen said. He immediately recalled the 3 types of grass he needed to reach Mortal Realm 5. Instantly, his heart felt sad, and his face became gloomy.
While Yuan Fen was lamenting his fate, he didn't even realize that the Mysterious Person on the VIP balcony had won the auction of the Leopard Shoes for 5000 Energy Stone Demi. It seemed that no one dared to bid higher, all saving their strength for valuable items in the next auction.
"Right now, let's take a short break. The following herbal auction is for entertainment, and then we'll enter the exciting auction," Ruan Ceng continued.
"This is the Light Cyperus Grass Herb, which has many uses. Apart from being a tonic for the body, it can also help with cultivation under the 5th Mortal Realm," Ruan Ceng began to open the herbal auction.
Not having finished hearing the price of Light Cyperus Grass, Yuan Fen suddenly became agitated because it was one of the grasses he needed to reach Mortal Realm 5.
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