Chapter Eighty-One: The Auction

  Mo Feng left the Trading Post City, shaking his head with a bitter smile. This Trading Post City seemed to be his unlucky place. The first time he inexplicably offended Zheng Gongzi of Mingyue Hall, and this time he had offended Song Gongzi of Qinglang Gang. It seemed that in the future, it would be better for him to come here less often.

  Just as Mu Feng was about to return to the Mu Manor, he heard people passing by whispering to each other in twos and threes. The words that caught his attention the most were "tomorrow" and "auction".

  After listening for a while, Mu Feng finally made out a rough idea.

  They were actually discussing a large-scale auction to be held by the Nibao Pavilion tomorrow. The auction was said to be the largest in Tianfeng County in ten years, and all four major forces would send representatives to participate. It was said that there were many good things at the auction, and even rumors of the sale of lower-grade martial arts.

  The lowest level of martial arts under the mysterious stairs, it's enough to move people's hearts just by listening to it.

  In the Da Wu dynasty, Xuan Jie's lower-grade martial arts were extremely rare and could serve as a second-rate faction's mountain-securing treasure. Who would have thought that this auction would also have it for sale?

  Needless to say, if there really is a low-grade martial art auction, it will inevitably become the focus of everyone's scramble.

  But Mu Feng didn't take the auction to heart, having just bought that sword tip had almost emptied his family's savings. Besides, even if he added up all his family's assets, it would probably be less than one ten-thousandth of others'.

  Let him go to the auction, I'm afraid he won't be able to bid on anything. However, Mufeng thought it would be good to experience it, after all, the items at the auction should be extraordinary in the entire Tianfeng County.

  Mo Feng returned to Mo Manor and didn't go back to his own courtyard. Instead, he headed straight for the Dan medicine room.

  "Respected elder, how is it going?" Mu Feng asked somewhat anxiously as he looked at Mu Huagong still sitting there reading that thick pharmacopoeia.

  Mo Huagong looked at him and smiled, taking out two small jade bottles from the Void Stone and placing them on the counter, pushing them towards Mo Feng.

  Mo Feng hastily opened the two small jade bottles, and a rich fragrance immediately emanated from them. Each of the small jade bottles contained three pellets of medicine, which were made from the pure yang energy of the xuan grass and the precious lotus flower that grew in the bao rock water. These were the pure yang dan and the precious lotus dan, both fifth-grade medicines. Not only did they contain robust xuan energy, but they also had a certain healing effect.

  Mo Feng looked at the two small jade bottles, smiled slightly, and then put them into the Void Stone.

  Of course, with Mu Feng's current cultivation level, if he were to take these medicinal pellets, his body might still be unable to withstand them. At the very least, he would have to wait until he reaches the peak of the Huan Qi realm before he can consume them, which shows just how terrifyingly potent they are.

  "Old rules." Mu Huagong said lightly.

  Mo Feng knew the old rules. The spiritual medicine, after being refined by a dan master into a dan medicine, could only exert its greatest effect, and this refining had a certain failure rate.

  If the refining fails, then sorry, the spiritual medicine will be wasted in vain. If successful, the alchemist will have to charge a certain fee, and the specific charging standard is different for each alchemist.

  The payment standard for Muhua Gong is not money, but the four-character Dan medicine. In other words, if five Dan medicines are refined, he will take two of them.

  For an ordinary alchemist, this pricing standard is already quite high, but for Muhua Gong, it's not considered high.

  After all, his alchemy skills were quite famous in the entire Da Wu Dynasty. Moreover, the elixirs refined using the Muhua Gong method had effects that were basically equivalent to those of a Spirit Medicine itself, so in this case, Mu Feng didn't lose out at all.

  Looking at this situation, Bao Yan Shui Lian and Chun Yang Xuan Cao each refined five elixirs. Before giving them to Mu Feng, Mu Hua Gong had already taken out two of each.

  "Thank you, Elder Mo." Mo Feng thanked Mo Huagong and smiled slightly at him before taking his leave.

  "What a lucky little guy." Mu Huagong said with a smile as he watched Mu Feng's back.

  At that time, when Mu Feng brought the two spiritual herbs over, Mu Hua was amazed. He wasn't someone who hadn't seen fifth-grade spiritual herbs before, but Pure Yang Xuan Cao and Precious Rock Water Lotus were relatively rare spiritual herbs, yet Mu Feng had managed to obtain them at the same time, which left him in awe.

  Out of the Dan pharmacy, Mu Feng went straight to his own residence. After all, the Qingying competition selection only had one month left, and if he wanted to enter the Xuanli room, he must be among the top five, but getting into the top five wasn't as easy as he thought.

  Among the younger generation of the clan, there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If one becomes proud and self-satisfied just because they won the championship in the coming-of-age ceremony, that would be too narrow-minded.

  However, as Mu Feng arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, he saw a beautiful figure waiting there.

  "What's wrong?" Mu Feng was somewhat perplexed, what did this little girl want from him? Could it be that she still held a grudge against him for taking her place in the bone-setting competition and had come to take revenge on him? Thinking of some previous rumors about pranks, Mu Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

  "What's wrong, are you afraid I'll eat you up?" Mu Hanqing looked at Mu Feng's appearance and couldn't help but say with a smile, her delicate face radiant with joy, her slightly tender chest rising and falling, making Mu Feng unable to resist taking another glance.

  Mu Hanqing also noticed Mu Feng's gaze lingering on her chest for a moment, and recalled the scene in Luoxia Mountain Range. Her face flushed with two red clouds, and she rebuked him, "Take care of your eyes, or I'll dig them out."

  Mufeng was somewhat embarrassed and said: "Hanjing, what do you want from me? You're not here to dig out my eyes, are you?"

  He muttered in his heart: "Hmph, I've seen her without clothes, can't even take a glance?" However, he dared not say these words out loud.

  "Is there nothing that can bring you here? Are you going to tomorrow's auction?" Mu Hansheng said with a slight pout.

  "Auction?" Mu Feng was taken aback and asked.

  "It's the auction held by Nibao Pavilion, the largest auction in Tianfeng County for ten years. I heard that Master Xie will also be present on site!" Mu Han gave Mu Feng a clear look, he didn't even know about this big event, really not understanding what he was doing all day, like an idiot.

  After Mu Han's clear explanation for half a day, Mu Feng finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

  The three senior elders of the Mu family, Mu Ziwu has been in seclusion in the library for many years, not asking about worldly affairs. Mu Yuntang and Mu Chuandao are responsible for the daily affairs of the Mu Mansion, while Elder Mu Huaizhi is in charge of the clan's business dealings and holds economic power.

  The auction tomorrow is nominally hosted by the Nibao Pavilion, but in reality it is actually managed by the Murong clan, with Elder Murong Huaiyi being in charge.

  Originally, as a junior member of the Mu family, this kind of auction was generally not allowed to participate in. However, Mu Hanqing, as Mu Huai's granddaughter and the pearl on his palm, plus using various killer moves such as acting cute, finally got Old Master to agree to let her go to the auction tomorrow to broaden her horizons.

  However, Mu Han Yu returned and immediately went into seclusion to cultivate, unable to accompany Mu Han Qing to attend tomorrow's auction. After some thought, she finally thought of Mu Feng, so she came to find him to go together.

  Mo Feng happened to want to go to the auction and experience it for himself, so he agreed in one breath.

  "Alright, it's settled then. If we don't see each other tomorrow, we'll be in trouble." Mu Hanqing saw Mu Feng nodding in agreement and then left hastily.

  "Why is she so good to me? Does she really have a crush on me? No way!" Mu Feng looked at Mu Han's distant back, shook his head and denied the idea in his heart.