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Chapter 95 Pills or beans?

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded.

I saw a skinny old man taking out the heart of a bald man in the street.

Passersby around were used to it, and it was obvious that such things happened from time to time.

In fact, in the few days since Lin Mo came to the city, this was the fifteenth murder case he had witnessed on the street.

In a place like the Black Horn Region, the weaker a person appears to be, the less likely they are to be provoked.

For example, women, the elderly and children.

Anyone who could survive in a place like the Black Horn Region was no ordinary person. Every year, the bodies of those who died in the Black Horn Region because of people being judged based on appearance or apparent strength could almost fill an entire city.

Lin Mo stayed in the city for a few days and finally waited for the auction to begin.

Lin Mo had been to the Mitel family's auction venue in the Gama Empire, but compared with the auction venue in front of him called "Black Seal", it was undoubtedly a bit dwarfed.

At the gate of the Black Seal Auction House, dozens of indifferent-looking men in black clothes and tight-fitting clothes were wearing sharp weapons on their waists. Their eagle-like sharp eyes kept scanning the crowd coming in and out.

Judging from the faint aura emanating from these men's bodies, five of them are actually at the Fighter level, and the others are also at the peak level of Fighters.

The casual person used as a gatekeeper was already a Doushi level warrior, which showed the strength of the Eight Gates behind him. At least, the Mittel family was reluctant to use a Doushi master as a gatekeeper.

Lin Mo, wearing a black robe and a special mask on his face, followed the flow of people and slowly walked into the auction hall.

Lin Mo took a glance and saw huge screens hanging around in this huge auction hall.

Countless items were scrolling across the screen. Lin Mo took a quick look but didn't find anything particularly unusual. He figured those rare items were probably hidden away to maintain their secrecy.

Of course, some powerful forces can naturally find out about those hidden treasures through other channels.

His eyes swept around and finally stopped at the door frame of a treasure appraisal room. Lin Mo walked straight in without any hesitation.

The money he had on him was definitely not enough to cover the subsequent auction expenses, so he had to sell all the pills he had prepared in advance.

After stepping into this so-called treasure appraisal room, Lin Mo discovered that this rather large room was neatly divided into no less than a hundred small secret rooms. This was presumably a measure set up by the auction to avoid exposing the treasures.

As soon as Lin Mo entered the treasure appraisal room, a maid dressed in a fiery outfit came forward and said in a charming voice, "Sir, are you here to appraise the treasure? Or are you here to get a price assessment for the auction?"

"The latter." Lin Mo's voice was deliberately suppressed to be slightly hoarse.

In the chaotic Black Horn Region, Lin Mo did not think that exposing his true identity casually was a wise decision.

Therefore, whether it is appearance or voice, a certain degree of disguise has been done.

"Please follow me." The maid smiled charmingly, then turned around and led the way.

After walking for several dozen meters behind the maid, the former stopped in front of a small secret room, bowed respectfully to Lin Mo, and said with a smile, "Sir, as long as you hand over the items you want to auction to the masters inside for evaluation and review, you will be able to obtain different levels of auction seats based on the preciousness of your items."

Nodding slightly, Lin Mo gently pushed open the black wooden door in front of him, walked in, and closed the door with his backhand.

The small, brightly lit room was filled with light. An elderly man with slightly graying hair scanned Lin Mo with a sharp gaze, but since Lin Mo was almost completely hidden by his black robe, he couldn't make out anything. "Please sit down," he casually pointed to a chair in front of the table. After arranging some instruments for inspecting the auction items, he lowered his head and said calmly, "Take out the items you need to auction."

Lin Mo didn't waste any words. With a wave of his hand, a bunch of small jade bottles appeared on the table.

"Elixir?"

The old man took a look and didn't take it seriously. He thought that since he could take out such a large number of pills in one breath, the quality of the pills should not be very high.

He picked up one of the jade bottles at random, and the moment he opened the lid, the rich aroma of medicine immediately hit his nose.

A hint of surprise flashed across the old man's eyes. He poured out the pills and examined them. His expression changed slightly as he said in surprise, "Is this a third-grade Wind-Running Pill?"

I was so lucky that I just picked up a bottle and got the best of them.

The old man thought so in his heart, and picked up another bottle. As soon as he opened it, a medicinal fragrance that was even stronger than before overflowed.

"Fourth-grade beast power pill?!" the old man exclaimed.

He immediately opened another bottle, and then another, and his expression changed from indifference at the beginning, to surprise, and now to disbelief.

"Fourth-grade weather pill!"

"Fourth-grade Extreme Fire Pill!"

"Fourth-grade Shui Miao Dan!"

The names of various elixirs kept coming out of his mouth.

"Fifth-grade Dragon Power Pill!"

The old man took a breath and said in a lost voice.

Originally, he thought that the third-grade Fengxing Pill was the best among this pile of pills, but he didn't expect that the lowest-grade pill here was a third-grade pill!
Having worked at the Black Seal Auction for so many years, the old man had seen high-level elixirs. Not to mention fifth-grade elixirs, he had even seen sixth-grade elixirs.

But he had never seen anyone take out so many high-level elixirs for consignment at once. He was simply selling these high-level elixirs as beans.

The old man could confirm that the person in front of him must be an alchemist, and an alchemist of a fairly high level, at least above the fourth rank.

"The reserve price for a third-grade elixir should be around 300,000, and for a fourth-grade elixir, 700,000. As for your fifth-grade Dragon Power Pill, the reserve price is 1.5 million." The old man carefully gave a number. He glanced at Lin Mo, and when he saw Lin Mo remained silent, he immediately added, "Of course, these are just the reserve prices. The actual transaction price will definitely be higher, usually around 1.5 times higher."

Lin Mo calculated that his pile of pills could probably fetch more than 10 million gold coins.

The profession of alchemist is indeed extremely profitable, the amount of money is really terrifying.

No wonder alchemists are a profession that never lacks money. This kind of highly profitable business makes other professions jealous.

Of course, Lin Mo also understood that this kind of lucrative return on investment was based on a sufficiently high success rate. After all, some alchemists might only succeed once out of ten attempts at refining a pill. The materials needed to refine the pill were also very valuable. If only one out of ten succeeded, it would probably only be enough to break even.

After all, not all alchemists in this world possess strange fire like Lin Mo, and also have such terrifying soul power.

(End of this chapter)