Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?" Zen slowly grew excited. Last time at the Blessed Auction House, he had watched the heavenly essence get sold at a price of one hundred and twenty thousand. Did the price double up this time because of Wurth's business acumen?

Wurth laughed and said, "Two hundred and eighty thousand!"

"That high?" At the figure, Zen's face showed gleeful surprise. How could the price of the same heavenly essence shoot up to two hundred and eighty thousand this time? That was a large margin compared to the one hundred and twenty thousand last time. For the life of him, Zen could not figure it out.

"It went for a lot more than I expected. The auction turned out to be so competitive this time." Wurth shook his head and locked his eyes on Zen. He went on with a smile, "You were in luck! Just happened to sell the goods when two great clans were engaged in refining their fairy weapons!"

"Two great clans?" Zen was still at a loss.

The two great clans that Wurth just mentioned were the Yu and the Yun clans.

It was assumed that the two clans were trying to polish their fairy weapons, so as to convert the low-grade ones into medium-grade.

From refining it to molding it into shape, each weapon had only one chance to get condensed. The condensation directly determined its grade.

Zen could condense the Streamer Sword back then because Chase was unable to do it. He left the chance to someone from later generations, who happened to be Zen.

difficult to upgrade it. One way was to melt it down, which was basically starting over again. Another was to embed crystals into it so as to enhance its power, but that

the heavenly essence into the weapon

to make a low-grade fairy weapon into a medium-grade one, it normally

Yun clan had in their possession three or so low-grade fairy weapons, but neither of them had a medium-grade one. In fact, the

and the Yun clan wanted the heavenly essence: to

clan. And this time, with the hype surrounding the Blessed Auction House, how could the two noble clans miss out on the

and the Yun clan began to bid between themselves. They even sent their men to each other's tables to offer some

too precious. Neither side was willing to let

fiercer than the last one. The price did not stop soaring. It finally went up to two hundred and eighty thousand cubic crystals. In the end, the heavenly essence fell

bickering with the Yun clan, and

green light. "Give me your token," he said to Zen.

was separate for different persons. For normal people who wanted to auction off some items, the charge was twenty percent, or even thirty percent of the sale. It was the largest source of profit for the Blessed Auction House. However, Wurth

rate, this single deal earned the Blessed Auction House twenty-eight thousand cubic

down as an outstanding record in Wurth's file. So in reality, Wurth

token from the space ring swiftly and tossed