After snatching the other party's Greenleaf Amber, the appraiser raised his head and walked out of the shop. Zhang Xuan chuckled softly as he followed closely behind him.
After leaving the shop, a moment later, the appraiser entered an alley. Zhang Xuan flicked his finger.
The arrogant appraiser's vision immediately darkened, as if he had fallen into another world. Following which, his body swayed weakly, and he fainted.
Zhang Xuan was currently a Sempiternal realm consummation expert, so dealing with a Saint 7-dan appraiser was a walk in the park.
"Soul Search!"
Zhang Xuan immediately sent his consciousness into the appraiser's mind, and in the next moment, he was able to glean the other party's identity and background.
If he wanted to sneak into Sovereign Chen Ling's palace, it would be impossible for him to disguise himself as the appraiser.
The reason why Zhang Xuan was here was not to take the examination but to disguise himself as a real person.
This way, he would be able to find no flaws in his disguise.
"Appraiser of Kaiyong City, Wu Tao … I have already cleared Sovereign Chen Ling's examination, and I'm planning to head to Sovereign Chen Ling's palace.
Through the Soul Search, it did not take long for Zhang Xuan to figure out the other party's background. With a smile, he waved his hand lightly.
Huala!
The Otherworldly Demon appraiser and his subordinates were reduced to dust in an instant, vanishing from the face of the world. At the same time, the artifact that represented his identity appeared in Zhang Xuan's hand.
"To Sovereign Chen Ling's palace!"
The disguise amulet lit up, and his body began morphing. In the blink of an eye, he looked exactly like Wu Tao, such that even his closest kin would be unable to recognize him. Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhang Xuan began making his way to Sovereign Chen Ling's palace.
The Three Sovereigns of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe had their own palaces, and they surrounded the entire capital in a triangular formation. Sovereign Chen Ling's palace wasn't too far away. After walking through eight streets, Zhang Xuan finally saw the majestic walls of the palace.
Zhang Xuan passed the token that represented his identity over to the appraiser, and after the appraiser verified his identity seven to eight times, he was finally able to enter the palace.
"Appraiser Wu Tao, this way please!"
Soon, a guard walked up to greet him.
Through Wu Tao's memories, Zhang Xuan was unable to find the reason why Sovereign Chen Ling would invite appraisers over. Most likely, Wu Tao wasn't aware of the reason either. Zhang Xuan turned to the guard and lowered his voice, "May I know the reason why Sovereign Chen Ling summoned us here? I can also prepare in advance and strive for a better performance. "
After saying those words, he passed a pinnacle spirit stone over.
The guard did not accept it. Instead, he said coldly, "Just do what I tell you to do. There's no need for you to play tricks here!"
"Yes, yes!"
Zhang Xuan quickly nodded. "I'm just trying to make friends. I don't have any other intentions. I hope you can accept it …"
"En!"
After a moment of hesitation, the guard took the spirit stone and kept it into his storage ring. "Don't do it again!"
After saying those words, Zhang Xuan continued walking forward. As he walked, he lowered his voice and said, "The reason why I called you here is because I need you to calculate the exact value of each artifact. There can't be the slightest mistake, and you mustn't exaggerate like you do outside. Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you when you get killed!"
Zhang Xuan hurriedly nodded.
While appraisers were capable of accurately assessing the value of an artifact, they would often add some additional value to the artifact depending on the identity of the owner. As such, the value of the artifact was not too accurate.
Take the painting of a prawn for example. Even if an ordinary painter was unable to discern the true value of the painting, the difference in value would still be dozens of times or even a hundred times.
The other party's words were very simple — he wanted the artifact to be worth as much as it should be.
"It's good that you remember that. I'll bring you over first, but I'm just a subordinate, so I'm not too sure what kind of mission you'll be assigned to me …"
After saying this, the guard didn't say anything else.
It seemed like this was all he knew.
"I'll be troubling you then!"
Zhang Xuan took out another pinnacle spirit stone and passed it over. A deep frown formed on his forehead.
Judging from the other party's tone, it seemed like he had really sent an appraiser over.
He had seen with his own eyes how severely injured Sovereign Chen Ling was back in the Temple of Confucius. The fact that he had not died on the spot was a testament to his immense strength. Yet, not only did the other party return to his base, he even sent an appraiser over.
This was truly incomprehensible.
Following behind the guard, it did not take long for them to arrive at a vast palace.
The shelves in the main hall were filled with all kinds of treasures. There were quite a few appraisers walking around the shelves, appraising them carefully.
"After entering, I want you to start from the first artifact. After you're done appraising it, place your estimated value into the corresponding box. You're not allowed to communicate with the other party, and you're not allowed to talk to them.
As soon as they entered the room, another guard walked up to them with a cold, steely aura emanating from him.
Knowing that this was the rule of the Master Teacher Pavilion, Zhang Xuan nodded before following behind Luo Ruoxin to the shelves where the artifacts were placed.
There was indeed a box in front of the shelves. It was similar to the Selection Box, but only those who had written their words could be placed into it. There was a seal around the box that prevented Spiritual Perception from probing the contents of the other party's words.
"To have so many appraisers appraise the exact same artifact … Could it be that this is all a test?" Zhang Xuan muttered.
Raising his head, Zhang Xuan saw that the appraisers had already finished appraising the artifacts, placed their estimated value into the box, and proceeded on ahead.
In other words, every single artifact here had to be appraised by every single appraiser. As for the price, that would depend on the capability of the appraiser.
Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment, but he was still unable to make sense of it. Knowing that this was not the time to be hesitating, he walked up to the first artifact.
It was a pitch-black ore, and it was impossible to discern its material with a single glance.
Zhang Xuan touched it lightly, and a book surfaced in the Library of Heaven's Path.
"Falling Star Rock, a specialty of the Heavenly South Abyss. It has the ability to calm one's inner demons …"
The book recorded the value and flaws of the rock.
After reading through the content, Zhang Xuan did not rush to write down his value. Instead, he pretended to examine it for a moment before taking out a blank card and writing down the price he had calculated.
Naturally, the units of measurement were Great Yong coins and pinnacle spirit stones.
Placing the blank card into the box, Zhang Xuan began walking forward.
It was also an ore, but it was extremely rare. Its price was roughly the same as the Falling Star Rock.
After walking for a while, Zhang Xuan noticed that there were five consecutive artifacts, and all of them were rocks. Zhang Xuan frowned.
It was not too difficult to appraise a rock. As long as one had sufficient knowledge, it would be easy to discern its value. Just that, what in the world was the other party trying to do?
After ten of them, it was time for some rare plants to appear.
Some of them were fresh, and some of them had withered due to the passage of time. It was extremely difficult to discern them. Knowing that he was Wu Tao, Zhang Xuan intentionally slowed down his pace.
He pretended that he was unable to discern the value of some of the plants, so he took out a book to browse through it carefully, as if trying to find an answer in it.
"Alright, we'll end it here for today. Everyone, please return to rest. We'll continue tomorrow …"
Some time later, a voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked up to the center of the hall.
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