The elegant middle-aged man took the elixir politely, then uncorked the bottle, closed his eyes and smelled it.
"If my guess is correct, this elixir from our guest should be a spirit-condensing pill, and it should be a four-line spirit-condensing pill."
Soon, the middle-aged elegant man opened his eyes, smiled and put the elixir back on the table. Then he patted the storage bag, and a black identity plate appeared in his palm.
"May I ask your guest's name?"
"My surname is Ye."
The middle-aged elegant man smiled gently, held the nameplate in one hand, and closed his eyes.
Soon, he opened his eyes, handed the nameplate to Ye Bai, and explained: "This is your certificate. Your four-marked spirit elixir will be arranged at the medium-sized auction tonight. Our Yuntian
The auction house will create the greatest value for you, you can watch the whole process, and after the end, you can use this identity plate to collect your profits."
Ye Bai nodded slightly and said nothing.
The middle-aged man didn't mind, and said: "I need to remind you that our Yuntian Auction House will collect one percent of the transaction amount as a reward. If you accept this, then this cooperation will be officially effective."
"There is no problem with any of this." Ye Bai said.
The middle-aged man stood up again and said politely: "When you go out, someone will take you away. I wish you a happy body and mind."
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Ye Bai stood without making any movement.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Bai doubtfully, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, may I ask what this is...?"
Since the middle-aged man came to Yuntian Auction House for appraisal of items sent for auction, although he has seen all kinds of people, he has never seen them before. Is he still hanging on?
"Ahem, cough, cough, you can take a look at that."
Ye Bai reached out and pushed the elixir on the table in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man immediately understood what Ye Bai meant, and frowned without revealing any trace, but still said with a smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Soon, the middle-aged man repeated the previous process, and after putting the elixir back on the table, he said hesitantly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm sorry, your spirit-condensing elixir is of the fourth grade. I have appraised it."
There are many similar elixirs, so you can believe me, if you don’t believe it, it doesn’t matter, you can take out the elixirs and see for yourself.”
"Of course I know the number of lines on my elixir. Why don't you take it out and take a look?"
Ye Bai said casually.
The middle-aged man looked quite displeased, frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, are you questioning my authority?"
"That's not what I meant...you'd better open it and take a look."
Ye Bai was a little helpless and a little strange. According to this middle-aged man's process, he could identify the pattern of the elixir just by smelling it. So why did the appraiser say it was four patterns?
Could it be that what I refined was a fake Seven Marks Pill King?
At this time, the middle-aged man said again: "Fellow Daoist Ye, I need to remind you that if you use visual methods to identify it, it will cause certain damage to the elixir. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
Ye Bai nodded.
The middle-aged man stared at Ye Bai, finally opened the small porcelain bottle, and then carefully poured the elixir inside into the palm of his hand.
Under the soft spiritual light, Ye Bai's Spirit Condensation Pill did not actually touch the middle-aged appraiser's palm.
Ye Bai nodded secretly in his heart. This Yuntian Auction House is not only grand, but also very professional in its techniques. It gives people a different feeling everywhere. No wonder it has become the largest auction house in the Southern Region.
"Clang!"
The black identity plate fell to the ground, making the sound of gold and iron.
The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and stared at the non-condensing elixir in his hand with an extremely exaggerated expression.
"This, this is...seven lines! Hiss!"
The middle-aged appraiser had counted many times in an instant, and his face became more and more wonderful, and his face was even more filled with disbelief.
"Alchemy King! Seven-marked Alchemy King!"
With a breath of turbid breath coming out of his mouth, the middle-aged appraiser's hands trembled a little. He put the seven-marked spirit condensation pill into the small porcelain bottle with utmost care. Then, he looked at Ye Bai with a very serious expression.
no the same.
"Hello, this is beyond the scope of my appraisal authority. If you are sure to hand over this Seven-marked Spirit Condensing Pill to our Yuntian Auction House for auction, I can take you to see our elders."
The middle-aged appraiser's tone was respectful, but his eyes were extremely hot.
You must know that this is the Seven Marks Pill King!
Although it is only a first-grade Condensing Spirit Pill, the value of this gimmick alone exceeds the value of the pill itself!
Especially at this moment, the middle-aged appraiser has already thought about the upcoming grandest auction of the year. If this Seven-marked Pill King can be put up, Yuntian Auction House will definitely become famous. Who will be there then?
Can you surpass them?
At this time, in the heart of the middle-aged appraiser, Ye Bai's status instantly increased infinitely, and he had become the most important customer of Yuntian Auction House, and a customer that must be retained.
"Lead the way."
Ye Bai felt relieved and said with a smile.
The middle-aged appraiser was immediately overjoyed, bent down, and said politely: "Please come with me."
Hidden under the wide black hat, Ye Bai's face looked a little strange. The change in the middle-aged man's attitude made him very emotional.
Sure enough, value determines everything.
After a while, Ye Bai followed the middle-aged appraiser to an antique side room.
"Wait a moment, I'll go ask the elders right away."
The middle-aged appraiser seemed even more anxious than Ye Bai. After saying this, he immediately ran out in a hurry.
Ye Bai played with the seven-marked elixir and thought for a moment. He had decided to take advantage of these few days to buy some medicinal materials to refine the elixir again, so as not to go up for auction. He had items he liked but could not afford the price.
Just as Ye Bai was thinking about this, an excited roar suddenly came from outside the wing!
"Where is the Seven Marks Pill King?"
An old man wearing gray robes and white hair and beard strode in, staring at Ye Bai with blazing eyes, as if he was looking at a peerless beauty.
"Do you have the Seven Marks Pill King?"
Ye Bai was stunned, then nodded and said, "It's me."
"Take it out quickly!"
The old man suddenly became excited and urged.
If he hadn't known that he couldn't have gone to the wrong place, at this moment, Ye Bai would have doubted whether he had entered a black shop.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, please don't mind. Our elder is also an alchemist, so we are a little excited."
The middle-aged appraiser from before walked in hurriedly, and when he saw this scene, sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
"I can understand."
Ye Bai smiled in relief, and then placed the bottle of Seven-Line Condensation Pill on the table. (To be continued)