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.

was basically starting over again. Another was to embed crystals into it so as to enhance its power, but that

into the weapon through

be available for several years in a row. Plus, to make a low-grade fairy weapon into a medium-grade one, it normally required dozens, if not over a hundred drops of the heavenly essence, and that

but neither

wanted the heavenly essence: to upgrade the weapons

with the hype surrounding the Blessed Auction House, how could the two noble clans miss

hundred and thirty thousand cubic crystals, which immediately blocked outside bidders. Next, the Yu clan and the Yun clan began to bid between themselves. They

precious. Neither side was willing to let

up to two hundred and eighty thousand cubic crystals. In

imagined how hot and vehement the auction must have been. He could even visualize the Yu clan bickering with the Yun clan, and if they had no scruples about maintaining their images as noble clans, he was

was fully transparent and gleamed with a hint of green light. "Give me your token," he said to Zen. "After deducting the auction service charge, you're left

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 helped Zen apply for the minimum charge, which only deducted ten percent of the sale.

though the charge was set at a ten percent rate, this

would go down as an outstanding record in Wurth's file. So in reality, Wurth should be the

took out his token from the space ring swiftly