After a while, a white-haired old man wearing a dark blue robe, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a unique badge on his chest walked into the back hall. He glanced at the expressionless Ye Chenfeng who was sitting on the armchair and asked, "Are you the one who wants to sell the formation amulet?"
"Yes, I have a formation amulet and would like to appraise its value before selling it." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said. He took out the Golden Needle Amulet and handed it to the blue-robed old man.
After receiving the Golden Needle Amulet from Ye Chenfeng, the blue-robed old man frowned slightly. This was because he realized that the amulet paper used to make the Golden Needle Amulet was the lowest grade yellow jade amulet paper available on the market. The price of each amulet paper was no more than 100 taels of silver.
Although the amulet paper itself did not affect the quality and power of the formation amulet, a formation amulet master was a noble. They would never use such a low-grade amulet paper to make a formation amulet as it would lower their status.
Moreover, the formation amulet in Ye Chenfeng's hand did not have any markings. It was obviously not made by a master. If it was not for the fact that this formation amulet contained the power of a formation amulet, he would not have had the patience to appraise it.
About five minutes later, the blue-robed old man finished appraising it. He raised his head and looked at Ye Chenfeng. He said slowly, "This is indeed a complete formation amulet. I wonder how you got it."
"I'm sorry. Please forgive me for keeping the origin of this formation amulet a secret."
Ye Chenfeng said apologetically. Unless it was a last resort, he would not easily reveal his secret to avoid getting himself killed.
"The formation amulet is extremely mysterious. I can only understand a little of it and am unable to accurately determine its value. If you are unable to tell me the origin of this formation amulet, my White Cloud Shop can only purchase it at the price of the lowest grade formation amulet. " Although the blue-robed old man felt that the Golden Needle Amulet that Ye Chenfeng was selling contained a very mysterious formation pattern, he did not dare to take the risk of purchasing it at a high price.
"May I know the price of the lowest grade formation amulet?" Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly and asked.
"3,000 taels of silver." The blue-robed old man said as he extended three fingers.
"Three thousand taels of silver …"
Ye Chenfeng was speechless when he heard the price offered by the blue-robed old man. This was because the price offered by the blue-robed old man was exactly the cost price of the Golden Needle Talisman. It did not include the high cost of refining the Golden Needle Talisman.
"Is there no other way to test the value of my talisman?" Ye Chenfeng asked.
"There's another way. That is to test its power in front of everyone. However, you'll have to provide the array talisman for the test yourself." The blue-robed old man said.
"Alright, I got it. Sorry to disturb you." Seeing that there was no hope of selling it, Ye Chenfeng did not pester him any further. He stood up and left.
After leaving the White Cloud Shop, Ye Chenfeng did not give up. He went to the other shops to try his luck.
However, these shops either didn't have a talisman appraiser, or they doubted the authenticity of his talismans. There were even some evil people who directly coaxed him out, causing him to be rejected time and time again.
"Sigh, is there no one in the entire White Emperor City who knows what's good for them?" When Ye Chenfeng was kicked out of the shop, he sighed helplessly.
Ye Chenfeng looked at the vast crowd in front of him. He was a little discouraged as he frowned and muttered to himself, "Where can I find someone who knows what's good for them?"
If he could not sell the Golden Needle Talisman, then all his efforts would be in vain. He would have no money to buy cultivation resources.
And if he did not have any cultivation resources, even if he had the God-Eater Brain inheritance, his cultivation speed would be affected.
"Yes, a reward notice."
Just as Ye Chenfeng aimlessly walked to the center of the city, he was surprised to see many people gathered around a vermilion wall, discussing something.
As he walked closer, he saw a yellow notice on the wall.
"The White Emperor City's Lord has offered a reward of 100,000 taels of silver to find a divine doctor to treat his seriously ill father, Bai Xishan."
Seeing the contents of the notice, Ye Chenfeng's eyes immediately lit up. He was currently worried about how he could not earn money, and the opportunity had come.
"If I can earn this 100,000 taels of silver, I can change my current predicament. At that time, it doesn't matter if I sell the Golden Needle Talisman or not." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. He decided to go back and properly research the Heavenly Profound Needle that could cleanse the meridians and cure all kinds of illnesses in the medical inheritance. Early tomorrow morning, he would go to the City Lord's Mansion to treat people.
At night, the stars dotted the sky, and the world was quiet.
"Heavenly Profound Needle!"
Ye Chenfeng pinched twelve silver needles that were as thin as a cow's hair. He controlled strands of Soul Energy and infused them into the silver needles. Using a special method, his fingers moved gently, either piercing or flicking. The twelve needles shot out, one after another, into the acupuncture points on his arm.
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng's arm emitted a large amount of white smoke. The cold and hot energy instantly spread throughout his entire arm, making him feel a kind of limp and numb feeling.
Then, Ye Chenfeng once again pinched ten silver needles. Following the Heavenly Profound Needle Technique, he once again pierced them into his arm.
But this time, two of the silver needles deviated, causing his arm to be pierced. Streams of blood flowed out from his arm.
"It seems that I still haven't grasped the essence of the Heavenly Profound Needle Technique." Ye Chenfeng pulled out the silver needles from his arm. He closed his eyes to summarize his experience, and then continued to practice.
After practicing for an entire night, Ye Chenfeng, with his monstrous perception, had basically grasped the essence of the Heavenly Profound Needle Technique. His accuracy in piercing the needles had also reached over 90%.
But currently, he only lacked experience.
Early in the morning, Ye Chenfeng put on the human skin mask again. Carrying the small medicine box he bought yesterday, he stepped into the morning sun and headed to the City Lord's Mansion.
"So many doctors."
When Ye Chenfeng arrived outside the City Lord's Mansion, he found that the usually closed door was wide open. More than ten white-haired doctors gathered in the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion to discuss something.
But from their frowning brows, it was obvious that they were helpless about Bai Xishan's condition.
Seeing their expression, Ye Chenfeng's confidence was not affected. He stepped on the bluestone stairs and walked into the City Lord's Mansion.
"This is the City Lord's Mansion. Outsiders are not allowed to enter?" When Ye Chenfeng walked to the entrance of the mansion, a white-haired old man wearing a dark blue robe with wrinkles on the corners of his eyes walked out of the mansion. He stopped Ye Chenfeng and arrogantly warned him.
"I saw the notice and came to treat Old Master Bai." Ye Chenfeng deliberately said with a hoarse voice.
"You came to treat … …"
Hearing the purpose of Ye Chenfeng's visit, Housekeeper Bai was stunned for a moment. He looked at him vigilantly and his eyes were full of doubt.
Although Ye Chenfeng was wearing a human skin mask, it could not hide his immature aura. Coupled with the cheap clothes on his body, Housekeeper Bai suspected that he was a swindler.
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Get lost as far as you can. Otherwise, I will break your dog leg."
When Housekeeper Bai was looking at Ye Chenfeng, a tall and handsome man wearing luxurious clothes walked out of the mansion. He looked at Ye Chenfeng who was wearing cheap clothes and carrying a small medicine box with disgust. He cursed with a bad attitude.
"Lian San Jun, why is he here?"
Ye Chenfeng recognized at a glance that the man in luxurious clothes was his classmate at White Emperor Academy, the second young master of Lian Family of White Emperor City.
"I can go, but I hope you won't regret it. Because I am the only one who can save Old Master Bai."
Ye Chenfeng looked at Lian San Jun, frowned slightly and said in a low voice.
"Sir, wait."
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