Section 267: Master Alchemist?
8,000 magic crystals?!
Almost all the wizards frowned. Living in a world of cannibalism meant that they were not the kind of people who would go with the flow. They all had their own opinions on everything. Please check it out! A novel.
The music box was interesting. But was it really worth 8,000 magic crystals? Maybe it could be bought by someone who liked it.
But at least they did not think it was worth that much.
Even if they had extra money and were willing to buy the music box … It would not be worth more than 3,000 magic crystals. For wizards, the music box could only be used as a collection item or something to talk about at parties. What else could it do?
Could it be that what Flora said was true? That the illusion contained something unknown to them?
Even if there were, with the calm and self-control of a wizard, they would not impulsively buy things like mortals if they did not understand.
So, 8,000 magic crystals was already too much for them.
Even Angor felt lucky that he was not the one who put the item up for auction, and no one knew it was him who made it. Otherwise, it would be like putting someone on a pedestal and then falling down again. Prome, on the other hand, did not think too much about it. He thought he could get 1,000 magic crystals for sure. But now, the price had risen to 8,000, and it might keep going. This was unbelievable!
"Who's Number 19? Why did he make a bid without saying anything? " Compared to whether the music box was worth 8,000 magic crystals or not, the audience was more interested in the identity of the person who was willing to pay 8,000 magic crystals for the music box.
Even Lydia choked on her words. "Friend Number 19, can you say something?"
After a long while, there was no response.
Lydia's expression darkened. "Are you trying to go against me?"
Still, no one answered.
Twilight looked at the backstage and sent a voice transmission to a man in a black robe. "Do you know who Number 19 is?"
At the beginning of the auction, Number 19's room was empty. Twilight guessed that Number 19 had entered halfway through the auction.
After a while, a name entered Twilight's ears. She widened her eyes and lowered her head. She was going to help Lydia, but she did not expect Number 19 to be That Person! In front of that lord, she didn't even dare to say a word, let alone support him!
But when she thought about the illusion nature of the music box and the identity of that person, Twilight understood why he would bid for it.
Now that she knew who that person was, Twilight naturally sided with No.19. While Lydia was waiting for No.19's reply, Twilight's voice echoed in the hall.
"No. 19 bids 8000 magic crystals, going once."
"8000 magic crystals going twice."
Twilight didn't ask for Lydia's opinion. She wanted to make the final decision as soon as possible.
"8,100 magic crystals," Lydia said in a cold voice. She then looked at Room 35. "Flora, do you still want to compete with me?"
Flora giggled again. "If you like it, sister, you can have it."
Lydia then looked at Room 19. "Do you want it, Number 19? If you want it, I can give it to you. "
To most official Magi, 8,100 magic crystals was already a hefty sum.
No.19 still didn't answer. After a moment of silence, the screen on Twilight's screen stopped flickering. The numbers on the screen in front of Twilight no longer jumped. After three confirmations, Twilight announced, "The 100th item, the Land in the Clouds, belongs to Your Excellency Red Lotus."
Twilight congratulated Lydia with a smile. Not only did she stop Lydia from mocking Twilight Auction, but she also sold the music box at a sky-high price. Even Twilight, who had always been a calm person, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She was about to call out the 101st item. "There's no need to rush," Lydia suddenly said.
"Lady Lotus?" Twilight was confused.
"I just want to know one thing. Who is the owner of this music box? I love this song so much that I want to know more about it from the owner, "Lydia said slowly.
"Lady Lotus, this is against the rules." Twilight's face turned cold.
Lydia's question not only made Twilight's face turn dark, but also shocked everyone in the hall.
Even Flora raised her eyebrows. She thought to herself, 'As expected of the lawless Fiery Lotus. If you really want to know the answer, you can discuss it with the Twilight Auction House in private. They might give you some face.' But Lydia just had to ask in the middle of the auction. No matter how shameless Twilight was, she couldn't just tear off her mask.
In the last row of the hall, Daichese's face turned pale.
"Against the rules?" Lydia smiled. "You're right. Then I'll change the question. Can the alchemist who made 'Land in the Clouds' tell us?"
Twilight's face relaxed a bit after Lydia's concession, but the next question was still difficult for her to answer. "Lady Lotus, please don't make it difficult for me."
"Not even the alchemist?" Lydia suddenly laughed. "So you're only protecting the seller, not the buyer."
Twilight suppressed her anger. "We can ask for you in private, but we can't control whether they're willing to tell us."
"Alright, we'll do that." Lydia chuckled, but no one knew what she meant. She had always been a lawless girl.
Twilight continued with the auction.
Dave gave Angor a worried look when Lydia mentioned that she wanted to find out who made the music box. Angor didn't care. He wasn't the one who sold the item, so he had nothing to worry about.
Next, Angor bought another item called "Heart of Black Dense Stone".
As mentioned before, Angor needed three auxiliary materials to craft a space storage item. One of them was the heart of a white dense stone, which was as common in Vacuum Plane as weeds in the wizarding world. However, Angor didn't find it in the wizard market.
He planned to ask Prome to take him to the wizard-level alchemy shop tomorrow, but he didn't expect to see something even better in the auction.
The heart of a white dense stone was one of the most common auxiliary materials used to craft space storage items due to its large quantity and ease of obtaining. However, because it was too common, there was no other material that could be substituted for it.
The heart of a black dense stone wasn't a substitute either. Instead, it was a karmic process of the white dense stone turning from white to gray and then from gray to black after tens of thousands of years of transformation. The gray dense stone didn't have any other function, but the black dense stone had all the same functions as the white dense stone. It could also be used as a catalyst to craft space storage items, which would maximize the effect of a successful space structure.
In other words, the main material Angor prepared could create a space storage item of five cubic meters at most. However, five cubic meters wasn't the average value. Normally, one would be lucky if they could make three cubic meters.
However, the heart of a black dense stone could maximize the effect of a space structure, which meant it could reach the limit.
Of course, Angor was happy about it.
He spent 1,300 magic crystals to get the item, but it was well worth it.
Prome, on the other hand, was getting more and more depressed as each item was brought to the stage.
They had reached the 158th item, but there was no alchemy weapon that could be used against undead creatures. There wasn't even a melee weapon, let alone a long-range one.
Angor wanted to comfort Prome by telling him that he might try to draw "Prelude to Elimination". But before he could say anything, he was stunned by the next item.
"The next item is the horn of an Abyss Nightmare," Twilight said. "It came from the third level of Abyss Plane, and I'm sure you all know how to use it, so I won't go into details. The starting price is 6,000 magic crystals, and each increment must be at least 1,000."
The starting price and the subsequent increments indicated that the item was suitable for wizard-level items.
No one made a bid after Twilight's announcement.
Twilight expected this as well. The horn of an Abyss Nightmare was a rare item. However, it was an alchemy material that could only be used by master alchemists.
A true master alchemist had to be able to craft high-tier items at least. Unlike Prome, who was called a "master alchemist", who was only an intermediate apprentice alchemist.
If the item was sold in Floating Mech City, it could easily fetch tens of thousands of magic crystals.
Twilight sighed. But this was the Alchemy Wasteland … If the horn of an Abyss Nightmare was a Mystery material, it could fetch an astronomical price even in the Wasteland. But it wasn't a Mystery material yet. It was normal that it couldn't be sold in such an awkward situation.
Twilight waited for another minute, but no one made a bid. She shook her head in disappointment.
Everyone in the audience knew what was going on. What would a person who wasn't a master alchemist use such a material for? To use it as a decoration?
That was why Twilight didn't feel awkward when no one made a bid on the item.
Twilight had already sent a voice transmission to the backstage to prepare for the next item. Suddenly, she saw a small change on the screen in front of her. Behind the starting price of 6,000 magic crystals, there was a new number.
She didn't show it on her face, but she was actually surprised. "Is there really a master alchemist in the audience?"
Even in Floating Mech City, there were only a handful of master alchemists.
It didn't matter whether the person was a master alchemist or not. She would check it later. As for now … Twilight put away her calm expression and smiled. "Number 187 bid 6,000 magic crystals. If no one else makes a bid, we'll enter the countdown."
Someone bid for the horn of an Abyss Nightmare? Number 187?! A dark light flashed in the eyes of many Magi. They instantly recalled the items that No.187 had bid for. Gaseous materials, dark gold gargoyle's tongue blood, Chaos Beastskin paper, and now the horn of the Abyssal Nightmare. All of them were alchemy related items!
Number 187 must be an alchemist. Or at least, he knew someone who was an alchemist.
Now that he bid for the horn of an Abyss Nightmare, did it mean that Number 187 himself, or someone he knew, was a master alchemist?
What did it mean to be a master alchemist?
Although everyone's expression did not change, undercurrents were quietly surging under the surface.
Hermit Fox spoke.
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