"Young Master Xuan, this is the list of all registered individuals and their items from yesterday. Please take a look."
Ya Fei smiled and presented the scroll.
Xuan Jin took it and casually flipped through it.
"Blood-Patterned Ganoderma, Jia Lie Family..."
"Ice Flame Heavenly Heart Grass, Lin Family..."
Xuan Jin scanned the list, reading ten lines at a glance, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Most of them were fifth-grade medicinal ingredients, which might be considered rare treasures in a place like Wutan City, but in his eyes, they were no different from roadside weeds.
Ya Fei observed his expression from the side, and her heart tightened.
She had expected this outcome; Wutan City was simply too small.
Xuan Jin's finger slowly glided across the scroll, finally stopping at two places.
"Oba Family, strange item, a piece of black iron lump, said to be incredibly hard and impervious to water and fire."
"Xiao Family, Xiao Zhan, a piece of ancestral ancient jade."
Xuan Jin's fingertip gently tapped on the four characters "ancestral ancient jade."
This was it. However, what Xuan Jin hadn't expected was that Xiao Zhan would actually be willing to send this piece of ancestral ancient jade, which represented the Legacy of the Xiao Family. As a father, Xiao Zhan was indeed very good.
However, if he only chose the Xiao Family, the intention would be too obvious, inevitably arousing suspicion from those with ulterior motives.
Xuan Jin raised his head and looked at Ya Fei.
"Notify the people from the Oba Family and the Xiao Family to bring their items over."
"See both?" Ya Fei was a little surprised.
"Mm." Xuan Jin responded indifferently, "Have them come together."
Ya Fei instantly understood.
This Young Master Xuan was meticulous in his thoughts, intending to make the two families compete against each other to drive up the price.
A Great Master's actions were indeed flawless.
"Yes, Ya Fei will arrange it now."
Ya Fei bowed and retreated. The moment she turned, a charming curve appeared on her lips.
Things were getting more and more interesting.
She looked forward to seeing what kind of sparks these two Clan Chiefs of Wutan City would create in front of that mysterious Great Master for a chance at an audience.
The door closed.
Xuan Jin leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest.
The reason he was so high-profile, besides wanting to draw out the Xiao Family and Xiao Xun'er, was also a form of training for himself.
The cultivation of an Alchemist was not just about closed-door Alchemy.
Cultivating in the mortal world, witnessing all aspects of human life, and experiencing the seven emotions and six desires, was also a kind of tempering for one's state of mind and Soul.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary corporate drone, working day after day, unremarkable, with a future that could be seen at a glance.
In this life, he possessed power, but the growth of his state of mind was not something that could be achieved overnight.
Those old monsters of the Pill Tower, which one of them hadn't lived for hundreds or thousands of years, with minds as cunning as demons?
However, it was also fortunate that Xuan Jin Transmigrated relatively early and possessed a special Physique, though he did not know his own background.
But none of that mattered. Xuan Jin wanted to gain a firm foothold on the Dou Qi Continent, and he had to become stronger.
And Wutan City was his first stop in his cultivation in the mortal world.
Every person here—Ya Fei's shrewdness, Xiao Zhan's fatherly love, Jia Lie Bi's greed—were all scenery on his cultivation path.
Xuan Jin slowly exhaled a turbid breath. Everything had just begun... Inside an elegant room in Tianxiang Tower.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Xiao Zhan and Oba Pa, the two Clan Chiefs of Wutan City, were now sitting upright, on either side, not looking at each other.
Oba Pa held a long, rectangular brocade box, his face showing the arrogance of someone determined to win.
He believed that the treasure his Family presented would definitely impress that Alchemist Master.
Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, held a slightly old wooden box with both hands, his expression nervous, his palms covered in sweat.
He didn't know if his ancestral ancient jade, which was useless except for its hardness, could truly enter the Great Master's Dharma Eye.
Ya Fei stepped in with graceful steps, pushing open the door, a perfect professional smile on her face.
"Two Family Heads, you've waited a long time. Master Xuan requests your presence."
Xiao Zhan and Oba Pa stood up simultaneously, following Ya Fei through a quiet corridor to a more spacious room.
Inside the room, the furnishings were simple, with only a main seat.
Xuan Jin sat there casually, not even raising his head to look at them.
But an invisible pressure enveloped the entire room. Xiao Zhan and Oba Pa both held their breath.
There was no imagined white hair or immortal demeanor.
Sitting on the main seat was just a Black-robed Youth who looked to be around twenty years old.
The youth had a handsome appearance and an indifferent expression, holding a cup of tea and gently blowing on the hot Qi.
"This..."
Oba Pa almost blurted out, "What the hell?"
A mere young lad?
Was the Mittel Auction House playing a trick on them?
Just as he was about to erupt, Ya Fei beside him subtly coughed softly.
Oba Pa instantly sobered up. He then remembered that the pressure that made his heart palpitate was emanating from the young man in front of him.
He immediately swallowed all his doubts, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Xiao Zhan's heart, however, sank to the bottom.
Too young.
How could someone so young be a Sixth-Grade Alchemist?
Was it really a scam?
His recently kindled flame of hope was about to be extinguished instantly.
"Begin."
Xuan Jin put down his teacup, and his clear, cold voice echoed in the room, not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Ya Fei bowed, moving with light steps, and first walked in front of Oba Pa.
"Patriarch Oba, please."
Oba Pa regained his composure and quickly presented the brocade box he was holding with both hands, his attitude as respectful as if he were on a pilgrimage.
Ya Fei took the brocade box and turned to present it on the table in front of Xuan Jin.
Xuan Jin did not rush to open it, only motioned for her to continue.
Ya Fei then walked in front of Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan's heart was in his throat. He tremblingly picked up the old wooden box with both hands.
This box looked more than a little shabby compared to Oba Pa's luxurious brocade box.
Ya Fei took the wooden box and also placed it on the table.
Xuan Jin's fingertip first landed on Oba Pa's brocade box, gently pushing it.
The lid opened.
A black, dull, irregularly shaped iron lump lay quietly on the yellow silk.
Oba Pa's heart almost leaped out. He quickly introduced it:
"Great Master Xuan, this item was accidentally obtained by my Oba Family's ancestor. It is impervious to water and fire, difficult to damage with swords, and no method has been able to harm it in the slightest. It is absolutely a strange item!"
Ya Fei stood by, also a little puzzled.
This thing, rather than being a strange item, was more like a slightly harder piece of scrap metal.
Xuan Jin said nothing.
He reached out and picked up the black iron lump.
It felt cold and heavy in his hand.
He sent a wisp of Soul Power into it.
The next moment, his movements paused.
In his perception, this unremarkable iron lump actually produced a faint resonance with his Soul Power.
Although he didn't know what it was, anything that could resonate with Soul Power was definitely not ordinary.
"I'll take this item."