Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

In the box!

Lin Chen watched the fervent auction below, looking at the many bidding Martial Artists with great interest.

However, he did not make a move.

With the resources given by his master, he was not lacking in ordinary Pills of the Innate Realm; there were few treasures in a regular auction house that could truly catch his eye.

”My lord, there is something I need to inform you.”

Yu Jin had just received notice from the manager and went out of the box. Now, returning, her face was apologetic.

”The Quenching Crystal Sand in this auction will no longer be auctioned.”

”Hmm?”

Lin Chen turned his head. Although he did not exert pressure on Yu Jin, as an Innate Powerhouse, just a glance made Yu Jin feel immense pressure.

”The only thing I was interested in at this auction house was the Quenching Crystal Sand, and now you’re telling me that it’s not being auctioned anymore?”

Yu Jin hung her head lower, even showing panic. She did not anticipate that this lord was here specifically for the Quenching Crystal Sand.

”Please calm your anger, my lord. This is the news from the manager, and I am not aware of the specifics.”

”If you are not aware, then bring here someone who is aware of this matter.”

Faced with Yu Jin, although Lin Chen did not get angry, he did not show mercy either. Just a moment ago, he was telling Yin Yue that the owner behind the Guangwu Auction House had a sharp business acumen, only to be slapped in the face the next moment.

”Please wait a moment, my lord!”

Yu Jin, with a pale face, walked out of the box and hurriedly headed towards the other end of the corridor, pushing open a curtain to enter a room filled with maids like her, with an old man seated at the head.

Seeing Yu Jin enter, the old man’s brow furrowed: ”It seems many people have come specifically for the Quenching Crystal Sand this time, the auction house might indeed suffer a loss.”

The reason for suddenly canceling the auction of Quenching Crystal Sand was also something the old man learned from the owner.

In this auction, the Quenching Crystal Sand was also the grand finale treasure. Cancelling its auction was bound to displease many visiting Innate Powerhouses. The owner’s intention was to offer some compensation to these Innate Powerhouses.

The original thought was to compensate seven or eight people, but unexpectedly there turned out to be as many as twenty.

The old man knew well that among them there were some who originally had no thoughts on the Quenching Crystal Sand but took the opportunity to express dissatisfaction with the auction house, just aiming for compensation.

”For those below the Innate Second Realm, offer each one hundred Flame Coins as compensation, mind your words.”

The old man looked at the maids present. One hundred Flame Coins might not mean much to those Innate First Realm Martial Artists with backgrounds, but to some newly attained Innate Martial Artists without strong backgrounds, it was a significant amount.

The maids were cautioned on wording because as Innate Powerhouses, they cared for face, and could not feel like the auction house was dismissing them with merely one hundred Flame Coins.

Though this was indeed what it implied, the expression should convey a different layer of meaning, and he believed the maids present could achieve this.

As the old man’s words ended, around a dozen maids walked out, and looking at the ten or so left in the room, the old man felt a bit of a headache.

Though only a single level separates Innate Second Realm and Innate First Realm, the difference in status is considerable.

One hundred Flame Coins could dismiss Innate First Realm powerhouses, partially because those powerhouses also needed to weigh the owner’s strength and background; even if dissatisfied, they dared not complain much.

Yet, it’s different for Innate Second Realm powerhouses. The owner is also Innate Second Realm, though with an Innate Third Realm master for support, the master has several disciples and would not want to bother his master over such matters.

Among the thirteen Innate Second Realm powerhouses, he knew nine. Some were from Nine Mountains Island, while others were from different islands; all were not individuals who could be easily dealt with. Additionally, there were four whose origins he did not even know.

The auction house did business without asking for customers’ backgrounds, as long as they could afford the Flame Coins.

For these individuals, even three hundred Flame Coins might not suffice.

While the old man was contemplating how to quell the anger of these Innate Second Realm powerhouses, the curtain swung open without wind, and a silhouette appeared at the entrance.

”Lord Sun!”

Seeing the figure at the door, the old man stood up promptly.

”Ask your owner to come out; I need an explanation.”

Looking at the stern face of Lord Sun, the old man dared not delay, quickly responding: ”Lord Sun, please hold a moment. I will notify the owner immediately.”

He was only an Innate First Realm and hadn’t broken through long. Given his age, further breakthroughs in the Martial Path weren’t possible, but Lord Sun was different. At under fifty, he was already in the late period of Innate Second Realm, with a chance to break through to Innate Third Realm.

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A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chen, waiting in the box, met Yu Jin once again.

However, at this moment, Yu Jin’s face was extremely pale, as if having received some shock, and looking at Lin Chen, her eyes carried fear: ”Lord, the owner requests you to come and discuss matters regarding the Quenching Crystal Sand.”

”Alright.”

Lin Chen nodded in agreement. After Yu Jin left, he did not use Divine Thought to spy, hence seeing Yu Jin’s current complexion, his eyes bore a puzzled look.

Why did she return appearing like a frightened rabbit?

”Would you like to go with me, or stay here?”

However, Lin Chen didn’t probe further, but instead, his gaze turned to Yin Yue.

”I think I’ll stay.”

Yin Yue shook her head, her interest piqued as she stared at the auction beyond the glass, where bidding was still fervently going on below. Lin Chen knew these auction items didn’t interest Yin Yue; she must have been intrigued by the lively atmosphere instead.