Mushroom Man

Chapter 191 A Free Trip, Flying Dragon Probing the Clouds (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The auction was in full swing.

Caravan maids carried each item to the front of the stage.

The atmosphere inside was very lively, with the mushroom growers shouting out prices, making the cave quite noisy.

Wu Liang remained seated on the high platform, unmoved by the situation.

During this time, his bezoar mushroom was also served on the table.

Unfortunately, most of the mushroom masters participating in this auction were independent practitioners who showed little interest in mushroom materials.

Consequently, the price of bezoar mushroom material has remained stagnant.

Fortunately, the manager of a small caravan stepped in and offered 3,500 drops of silver water.

Otherwise, Wu Liang's bezoar mushroom material might not have been able to fetch such a high price.

Of the 3,500 drops of silver water, Wu Liang only received 3,200 drops.

Even so, Wu Liang still made a profit.

After all, he got the mushroom substrate for free, so he'd make a profit no matter how much he sold.

"The next item up for auction is a 'One-Turn Wine-Scented Mushroom' from the Drunken Sword Immortal!"

"Starting bid for each piece: ten drops of silver!"

Manager Huang waved his hand and spoke loudly.

In an instant, a full eight wine-infused mushrooms were brought out.

Only then did Wu Liang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, open them.

"One hundred and ninety silver coins!"

"I'll offer two hundred and eighty silver coins!"

"Hahaha, finally there are mushrooms I can afford! I'll offer 310 drops of silver water!"

Upon seeing the wine-flavored mushrooms, the group of independent mushroom growers all offered their prices.

Most of the mushroom masters in the arena were at the first or second stage of cultivation.

Three-stage mushroom masters are few and far between, which is why wine-flavored mushrooms, which are only one-stage mushrooms, are quite popular.

In less than ten breaths, dozens of people had joined in.

"Each one costs four hundred silver drops, totaling three thousand two hundred drops of silver. I, the young master, will take all eight of these wine mushrooms."

Just then, Wu Liang suddenly spoke up.

As luck would have it, he just happened to shout out the silver he had earned from selling the bezoar mushroom material.

As soon as Wu Liang, the third young master, spoke, all the rogue cultivators below looked at him.

"Hiss! Four hundred silver coins each, is the Third Young Master really that rich?"

"No matter how rare the wine-flavored mushroom is, it's still just a first-generation mushroom."

"This mushroom is only worth three hundred silver coins on the market, but the Third Young Master offered four hundred silver coins. Who can compete with him?"

Seeing this, the mushroom growers decisively withdrew from the auction.

Of course, it wasn't because they thought 400 silver coins were too expensive.

It's true that the wine-infused mushrooms are only worth 300 silver coins, but you might not be able to buy them outside even if you have silver coins.

It's actually quite normal for prices to be higher at auctions these days.

The real reason why these independent mushroom masters gave up on wine-flavored mushrooms was actually because of Wu Liang's identity as the third young master.

Regardless, the two tribes are still the dominant forces in Bajiao Mountain.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; they dared not offend the Third Young Master.

With a loud "bang!"
Manager Huang brought down the small wooden hammer.

The eight wine-flavored mushrooms were successfully sold to Wu Liang for 3,200 drops of silver.

"Heh, it's much easier than I expected..."

Wu Liang's lips curled up in a smile.

His ostentatious display, using the guise of the Third Young Master to participate in the auction, was all to leverage his influence and prevent rogue cultivators from competing with him.

as predicted……

These rogue cultivators, who had no powerful backers, abandoned their plans to compete when he offered a price.

Although the title of Third Young Master is not very prestigious among the two major tribes, it is still not something that these rogue cultivators can afford to offend.

Offending the Third Young Master is equivalent to offending the White Horn Tribe.

The news of the Black Horn leader's death has not yet spread, while the White Horn leader is still alive and well.

Under these circumstances, Wu Liang, as the Third Young Master, could still act with impunity in Bajiao Mountain.

This is one of the reasons why he is not afraid to flaunt his wealth and attract attention in such a flamboyant manner.

After all, ordinary mushroom growers wouldn't dare to rob him, the third young master.

In less than a moment...

Soon, a maidservant delivered the eight wine mushrooms to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang casually put it away and then turned his attention back to the stage.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, the next item to be auctioned after the wine-flavored mushroom was the three-turn wine-flavored mushroom that he had previously been eyeing.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.

Without hesitation, Wu Liang made another move.

Finally, with 1,100 drops of silver water, they successfully captured this three-turn alcohol mushroom.

His arrogant demeanor immediately attracted someone's attention.

Those rogue cultivators from Bajiao Mountain dared not offend the Third Young Master, coveting the silver on his person, but a certain outsider who never left empty-handed didn't care about such trivial matters.

"This is a big, fat sheep..."

The man, who had come for nothing, silently watched Wu Liang and couldn't help but lick his lips.

For a moment, I felt an unbearable itch in my hands.

"No, we've already come all this way, we can't let this trip be in vain."

"Right now, their attention is all on the stage, which is perfect for robbing the rich to help the poor."

Bai Lai's mind raced with a mischievous grin.

Clearly, his so-called Robin Hood-like approach to poverty alleviation meant robbing others of their wealth to help himself.

Bai Lai looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, quietly moved closer to Wu Liang.

Although he was dressed as a beggar, his cultivation level was at least at the early stage of the third level.

Therefore, his position was also near the high platform.

In this situation, Bai Lai didn't have to spend much effort to sneak up behind Wu Liang.

However, what's rather strange is that there weren't many people on the platform.

Logically speaking, Bai Lai's abrupt approach to others should have been easily noticed.

However, for some reason, the mushroom master on the platform seemed completely oblivious to him, as if ignoring him entirely. "Hehe..."

"Little lamb, take this Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand!"

Bai Lai stood not far behind Wu Liang, secretly sneering.

The next moment, he silently reached out his palm.

This move by Bai Lai revolves around the three mushrooms: the Magic Hand Mushroom, the Stealing Mushroom, and the Cloud-Covering Mushroom.

Inspired by the elusive nature of a dragon, a stealthy and deadly technique was developed... Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand!

With this move, one can skillfully slip into the clouds and steal things from others without anyone noticing.

Of course, this killer move is not yet fully developed.

Therefore, he could only steal things from the person's body, but not the mushrooms in their dantian.

Otherwise, I would have stolen one as soon as I saw it.

"Shh!"

A barely perceptible wisp of mist appeared in front of Bai Lai, and he reached into it with his hand, intending to steal the silver liquid from Wu Liang's body.

However, no matter how much he touched here and there, he couldn't find the silver gourd on Wu Liang's body.

Clearly, he had no idea that Wu Liang didn't have a silver gourd on him at all.

Wu Liang deposited all his silver into the Rich Woman Mushroom.

Under these circumstances, no matter how much Bai Lai fumbled around, he would never be able to steal a single drop of silver.

However, Bai Lai knew nothing about this and only thought that Wu Liang had hidden it too well and he hadn't been able to steal it in time.

"Oh my god, I don't believe it!"

Bai Lai raised an eyebrow, rolled up his sleeves as if he didn't believe it, and was about to try again.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have given up by now.

But who is he?

He's a thief who never leaves empty-handed; he never gets something for nothing.

He doesn't act unless he has something to gain, otherwise his mind won't be clear.

Bai Lai once again activated the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand technique.

This time, after some searching, his hand silently reached into the lapel of Wu Liang's fox fur cloak.

But the fatal thing is...

Inside Wu Liang's clothes, there was nothing but the Wuxiang Token, which could not be stored in his dantian!

Just as Bai Lai was about to touch the Formless Token, at this critical moment!
Wu Liang suddenly stood up.

Upon seeing this, Bai Lai thought he had been exposed and was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand and pretended to run away.

"Congratulations, Third Young Master, for winning the third-tier Calm Mushroom with 1,400 drops of silver water!"

Just then, Manager Huang's voice came from below the stage.

Wu Liang nodded with a smile, then put away the Calming Mushroom from the maid.

Only then did Bai Lai, who was about to flee, realize the truth.

So, I didn't expose myself!
Bai Lai felt embarrassed and blushed.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Things don't happen more than three times. Try again. If it still doesn't work, then God wants me to have come all this way for nothing."

Bai Lai patiently waited until Wu Liang sat back down before unhesitatingly activating the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand once more.

This time, he had a clear goal and acted quickly and accurately.

He stretched out his palm and, with lightning speed, reached into the clouds and mist, touching inside Wu Liang's clothes.

In just a moment, Bai Lai's fingertips touched the edge of the Formless Order.

"Hmm? You have it!"

Bai Lai's eyes lit up, and his face lit up with joy.

However, before he could even figure out what this thing was...

suddenly!

A loud shout rang out from the cave entrance, instantly drowning out the cacophony of bidding from the crowd.

"You thief!"

"How dare you steal your one-eyed grandfather's invitation!"

"Surrender immediately, or I'll chop off your hands!"

In an instant, everyone who had been focused on bidding turned to look at the source of the sound.

A fierce-looking one-eyed dragon shoved aside the caravan mushroom master guarding the cave entrance and stormed in.

He looked around and immediately recognized Bai Lai behind Wu Liang.

"Death, little thief!"

The one-eyed man was furious, and a crescent-shaped mark appeared on his wrist.

The next moment, he exuded a third-stage aura from his entire body, and then suddenly raised his hand.

A small crescent blade shot through the air in an instant.

The pale blue moon blade was only the size of a palm, like a crescent moon in the night sky, exquisitely beautiful.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing whistling sound followed.

"Good heavens! The victim has come knocking on our door!"

"The wind is so tight!"

Bai Lai was so frightened that he no longer cared about the Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand technique.

He ducked to avoid the moon blade, then slipped away without hesitation, disappearing underground and making his escape.

"Where to run!"

The one-eyed man glared angrily and was about to give chase.

However, this was an auction specially organized by a wealthy merchant caravan, and they would not allow him to cause such trouble.

"Where did this villain come from, daring to cause trouble here? Seize him!"

Manager Huang's face was as cold as frost as he gave the order.

The caravan's mushroom masters charged forward one after another, shoulder to shoulder, and pinned the one-eyed man to the ground.

Meanwhile, Wu Liang watched this scene with a particularly strange expression.

He frowned and glanced at the spot where Bai Lai had just been standing.

"When did that guy get so close to me?"

"And that person's voice just now... it sounded so familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before?"

(End of this chapter)