Immortal God of War-Chapter 132 Fire Ginseng_1

However, as Qin Feiyang was relishing his joy, he found the beautiful woman and Elder Wan looking at him in a way that seemed quite intriguing.

He touched his nose in confusion. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The beautiful woman said, "I somehow feel like I’ve been tricked by you." Elder Wan nodded.

Qin Feiyang was taken aback. "Tricked?" he asked innocently. "Did I?"

The beautiful woman continued, "If we had approached the Elixir King Palace to help refine these six Vermilion Glazed Pills, we would have given them one pill at most as payment. But you’re asking for three. Haven’t you tricked us then?"

"COUGH! COUGH!" Qin Feiyang cleared his throat and replied earnestly, "I refine Top Grade elixirs."

Elder Wan rolled his eyes. "So what if they’re Top Grade elixirs? They can still only enhance one minor level."

"HUH!" Qin Feiyang was taken aback. "A Top Grade elixir’s worth is beyond price. If you insist on calculating it this way, then there’s nothing I can do."

The two looked at each other as if they had reached some kind of agreement and nodded in unison.

"We need to ponder the matter of the Vermilion Glazed Pill further."

"If you have nothing else to do, roam around, or go find Ling’er and Yunfei to catch up."

"We have some matters to attend to, so we’ll leave first. Later, I’ll send someone to escort you to your residence," Elder Wan subtly suggested.

Then, they both got up and hastily walked out.

Qin Feiyang jumped up quickly, shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, don’t do that! I can reduce the ask by one pill, if that helps!"

The two paid him no mind and vanished in an instant.

"You’re War Emperors, for crying out loud! Stop being so stingy!" Qin Feiyang scorned. The prize that had been practically in his grasp had flown away, leaving him very peeved.

He returned to his chair and took out the Netherworld Demon Flame. With a slight flicker of his thought, the black flame shot up half a meter, and a horrifying temperature rapidly spread out.

However, he himself didn’t feel any of the intense heat. Qin Feiyang exclaimed in marvel.

He just didn’t know what grade this Netherworld Demon Flame was. Pill Furnace flames also had varying strengths. The flame in Iron Bull Town’s Elixir Palace was undoubtedly the lowest grade. The flame in Black Bear City’s Elixir Palace should be of a somewhat higher grade.

"HM?" Suddenly, he smelled something burning. He looked around doubtfully, and his expression changed.

It turned out the temperature was too high. All the wooden items in the meeting hall—tables, chairs, side tables, windows—were charred. Even the fabrics had started to burn.

He hurriedly retracted the Netherworld Demon Flame and grabbed a teapot to try and put out the fire.

However, the fire was extremely fierce, and within blinks of an eye, the wooden materials were ablaze. Crucially, there was only a tiny amount of water in the teapot, nowhere near enough to extinguish the fire.

I’m finished now, Qin Feiyang’s face twitched. Burning down the meeting hall right after arriving at the Martial King Palace—Elder Wan and the beautiful woman would surely be furious.

The fire was growing more terrifying!

He quickly ran out of the hall and yelled, "Fire! Quickly, someone put out the fire!"

"What?"

"How could a fire have started?"

Upon hearing the shout, nearby disciples immediately ran towards the commotion.

"What’s going on?" At this time, a burly man strode over. Upon seeing the hall engulfed in a sea of flames, his eyes nearly popped out.

Qin Feiyang coughed dryly, feigning confusion. "Yes, what happened?"

The burly man paused. "Weren’t you here the whole time?"

Qin Feiyang nodded. "Yes, but I really don’t know what happened. The fire just suddenly started."

"Is that so?" The burly man looked at him, half-convinced.

Qin Feiyang felt a bit uneasy and quickly changed the subject. "Did Elder Wan send you?"

The burly man replied, "Yes, Elder Wan asked me to protect you and specifically instructed me to stick to you like glue."

Qin Feiyang asked, "So, you’re a Nine-Star War King?"

The burly man nodded.

Qin Feiyang said, "Let’s go. Take me to the Treasure Pavilion first."

"Shouldn’t we put out the fire first?" asked the burly man.

Qin Feiyang glanced to both sides where dozens of disciples were quickly running over. "I have urgent matters to deal with. They’ll put out the fire, no need to worry. Let’s go!" With that, he hurriedly made his escape.

"You guys quickly put out the fire!" The burly man looked at Qin Feiyang, then at the hall, gave instructions to the approaching disciples, and then chased after Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang ran several hundred meters without catching his breath.

The burly man, puzzled, asked, "What’s the matter? Why are you in such a rush?"

Before Qin Feiyang could answer, a furious roar came from the direction of the meeting hall. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

"Jian Haotian, you are a jinx!"

It was Elder Wan’s voice.

The burly man was taken aback. "A jinx?" Seemingly understanding something, he looked at Qin Feiyang curiously. "Did you start the fire?"

Qin Feiyang’s face turned stern as he replied unhappily, "How could I possibly do such a thing?"

"Then why is Elder Wan scolding you?" the burly man asked, suspicious.

"Maybe he just finds me disagreeable. Stop wasting time, hurry up and take me to the Treasure Pavilion," Qin Feiyang urged.

The fire in the meeting hall definitely has something to do with this kid, the burly man muttered to himself. Then he seized Qin Feiyang and dashed towards the West City.

Even at a Nine-Star War King’s speed, it took a full hour to finally reach the Treasure Pavilion.

"It’s Jian Haotian!"

"He actually dares to come out alone?"

"No, the one next to him is a Steward Elder of the Martial King Palace."

"I remember him! His name is Shi Zheng, a Nine-Star War King!"

"To have a Nine-Star War King as a personal guard, the Martial King Palace really values this guy!"

As Qin Feiyang entered the Treasure Pavilion, whispers broke out among the crowd inside, but he ignored them all.

A staff member approached and asked, "Young Master Jian, what would you like to buy?"

"Take me to the auction," Qin Feiyang replied.

"The VIP room," Shi Zheng added.

"Of course, please follow me."

The staff member turned and led them straight to the second floor, stopping before the door to a VIP room.

Just as Qin Feiyang was about to enter, Shi Zheng stopped him. "Wait!" he said solemnly. "I’ll go in and check first."

Before Qin Feiyang could react, Shi Zheng had pushed the door open, entered, and carefully inspected the VIP room. Only after confirming there was no danger did he let Qin Feiyang in.

The staff member said, "Young Master Jian, if you have no other instructions, I’ll take my leave."

"Mm," Qin Feiyang nodded.

After the staff member left, Qin Feiyang glanced around the VIP room. The decor was neither luxurious nor plain. Two Taishi Chairs, clearly meticulously carved, were neatly arranged in the center. In front of the chairs was a transparent floor-to-ceiling window, offering a clear view of the outside.

He walked to the window and gazed down. Below was the auction area. It was huge, enough to accommodate over a thousand people. Currently, there were approximately three to four hundred people present.

In the center was a high stage where a white-haired elder was presiding over the auction. A dagger was currently being auctioned, with many people bidding.

Qin Feiyang watched for a bit but soon lost interest. The dagger’s quality wasn’t bad, but compared to Blue Snow, it was worlds apart.

He turned and sat in one of the chairs, looking towards Shi Zheng, who was standing by. Shi Zheng was surveying the auction floor, his face a mask of vigilance.

Qin Feiyang smiled. "Elder, relax. Even if someone wants to harm me, they won’t be able to do it so quickly."

"We can’t be careless!" Shi Zheng shook his head.

This guy is quite diligent, Qin Feiyang muttered to himself.

The auction was in full swing. Item after item was auctioned off, but none were what Qin Feiyang wanted.

Just as he was losing patience and about to get up and leave, the old man on the stage took out an exquisite jade box and chuckled, "The next item for auction is very precious. Everyone, keep your eyes peeled and look closely."

"Precious?" Qin Feiyang was slightly startled. He sat back down in his chair, his gaze fixed on the stage.

The white-haired old man opened the jade box and took out a medicinal herb. It was as thick as a baby’s arm and as long as a chopstick. Entirely fiery red, it looked as if formed from凝聚而成, and its shape was almost identical to a ginseng.

"Fire Ginseng!" Qin Feiyang’s gaze quivered, and he instantly perked up.

He had come to the Treasure Pavilion to see if a Pill Furnace was available, but he hadn’t expected to encounter Fire Ginseng.

The appearance of the Fire Ginseng sent a ripple of excitement through the entire auction floor.

The white-haired old man chuckled. "For such a treasure, there’s no need for further introduction, right? The bidding starts at three hundred Gold Coins, with no upper limit! Begin!"

"Four hundred!"

"Five hundred!"

"One thousand!"

"Two thousand!"

The price shot up. In just a few moments, the price of the Fire Ginseng climbed to five thousand Gold Coins. This price was already too steep for many, who could only watch enviously as others raised their bids.

After a short while, the price surged to twenty thousand Gold Coins, and only a few people were left competing.

"This Fire Ginseng is mine! Xue Yang bids thirty thousand!" A particularly arrogant voice came from one of the VIP rooms.

As if in fear of this person, no one else continued to bid.

Qin Feiyang’s eyebrows twitched. "Elder Shi, who is Xue Yang?"

Shi Zheng replied, "He’s a Core Disciple of the Elixir King Palace. His talent in Alchemy ranks among the top ten of all disciples, and his future is limitless. Furthermore, he has an excellent relationship with the Crown Prince, so many people defer to him."

"Elixir King Palace!" A cold light flickered in Qin Feiyang’s eyes. He stated indifferently, "My bid: forty thousand."

"That voice... sounds like Jian Haotian?"

"That guy is completely lawless. Others might fear Xue Yang, but he certainly won’t. Plus, with his deep-seated grudge against the Elixir King Palace, he’ll definitely fight Xue Yang to the end."

"This is going to be a good show."

Recognizing Qin Feiyang’s voice, the crowd folded their arms, watching the two VIP rooms with keen interest.

After a moment of silence, Xue Yang’s voice, dripping with threat, came from his VIP room, "Jian Haotian, you better know your limits! Fifty thousand!"

Qin Feiyang scoffed, "Who do you think you are? One hundred thousand!"

"Wow, he raised it by fifty thousand Gold Coins in one go! This guy is really rolling in money!" the crowd exclaimed, dumbfounded.

Xue Yang laughed in extreme anger. "Good, very good! Today, I’ll play along with you. I’d like to see just how many Gold Coins you actually have! Two hundred thousand!"

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