General Manager Li was the manager of the auction house. He was at the seventh level of the Origin Transformation Realm.
A cold murderous aura spread out, and the originally bustling main hall immediately quieted down. Everyone was shocked by the cold murderous aura, and their gazes also followed it.
"What's going on? Why is General Manager Li so angry? "
"Did you see that kid? I don't know who he is, but he dared to bet with Young Master Liu that the auction house would give him the meteoric iron. If he won, he would break one of Young Master Liu's hands. If he lost, he would break both of his hands."
"That's right, that's right. He even said that he would let General Manager Li and Young Master Liu kneel down and kowtow to him as if nothing happened. Young people are too arrogant."
"Isn't he courting death? Who is this kid? So arrogant? "
"I think he won't cry until he sees the coffin."
After everyone heard this, they were shocked and mocked.
"Stinking brat, there are too many people who come to the auction house to behave atrociously. I originally wanted to let you off because you are young. Unfortunately, you refused a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" General Manager Li said expressionlessly. It was obvious that he was angry.
Feng Wuchen said such arrogant words to General Manager Li and Young Master Liu in front of so many people in the auction house. It was obvious that he didn't put them in his eyes. As the manager of the auction house, how could he let Feng Wuchen off so easily?
"Originally, I didn't want to bicker with you because you're the manager of the auction house, but you just had to look down on me," Feng Wuchen retorted fearlessly. His voice was still cold.
"You are courting death!" General Manager Li was furious. His face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.
The furious General Manager Li flew forward without saying anything and wanted to slap Feng Wuchen to death.
Coldly glancing at the furious General Manager Li, Feng Wuchen said coldly, "I will let you die in a moment!"
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can be arrogant! "Young Master Liu sneered at the side.
"What's the commotion?" Just as General Manager Li was about to make a move, an old but dignified voice sounded.
"Grand Elder!" Hearing this voice, Manager Li immediately stopped and hurriedly bowed respectfully. Everyone in the auction house and the main hall greeted him respectfully.
An old man in a grey robe with white hair and beard slowly walked over. An invisible force field was enough to intimidate everyone present.
He was the Grand Elder of the auction hall, Wei Yun, and his cultivation was already at the fifth level of the Origin Core Stage, causing his strength to be extremely terrifying.
At the same time, Wei Yun was also a Third Grade Alchemist. He was a well-known figure in the Cloud Prefecture.
Manager Li hurriedly walked over and said respectfully, "First Elder, this kid came to the auction house to behave atrociously. He even said that he wanted me and Young Master Liu to kneel down and kowtow to him. Otherwise, he would break our hands!"
As soon as General Manager Li finished speaking, Feng Wuchen added, "You're wrong. I'm not going to break your arm. I just said that I want you dead!"
Wei Yun slightly frowned. His deep old eyes sized up Feng Wuchen as he thought to himself, "A Second Grade Alchemist. This kid's identity is absolutely not simple. Could it be that he's a genius alchemist of the Tianyun Sect?"
As a Third Grade Alchemist, Wei Yun could naturally feel the vigorous soul force within Feng Wuchen's body.
"Ah?" The attendant that followed Wei Yun out was instantly frightened to the point of crying out. The kid General Manager Li spoke of was precisely the guest she was receiving, Feng Wuchen!
The attendant hurriedly said, "First Elder, it's this Young Master Feng who wants to buy the Meteoric Iron."
"Buy what Meteoric Iron? Can he afford it? " Young Master Liu said in disdain, "This stinking kid made a bet with me. He arrogantly said that the auction house would give him the Meteoric Iron, and if he lost, he would have to break both his hands."
Wei Yun roughly understood what he meant. His old face turned extremely ugly as he said in a deep voice, "Everyone who comes is a guest. Just because you can't afford it doesn't mean that others can't either. You can't judge a book by its cover!"
His deep old eyes swept towards General Manager Li with a hint of anger. Wei Yun said coldly, "General Manager Li, don't bring your own hospitality to the auction house. It's ruining the reputation of the auction house!"
"Yes!" General Manager Li replied respectfully, not daring to be the slightest bit rash.
"Old Man Wei Yun, First Elder of the auction house. Young Master Feng, please forgive us for our lack of hospitality. This is Meteoric Iron, please take a look." Wei Yun looked at Feng Wuchen and smiled politely. He hurriedly placed a piece of Meteoric Iron on the table.
The attendant also hurriedly placed the other treasures that Feng Wuchen wanted on the table.
Wei Yun had seen countless people. Naturally, he could tell that Feng Wuchen was no ordinary person.
"Hmph! I don't believe that he can afford it! "Young Master Liu said unconvinced.
Feng Wuchen only took a glance to confirm that it was Meteoric Iron. He immediately sneered and said, "I didn't say that I can afford it, nor did I say that I can't afford it. I only said that the auction house will give it to me. If I win, I'll break one of your hands."
"Hmph! Then you can ask First Elder if he'll give you the Meteoric Iron! "Young Master Liu sneered. Would the auction house give a Meteoric Iron worth one billion to an unknown youth?
Unless everyone in the auction house was an idiot!
"Then watch carefully!" Feng Wuchen sneered and suddenly urged the Dragon God's Breath.
Peng!
A wisp of green flame instantly ignited on Feng Wuchen's palm. Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the Meteoric Iron, Warm Jade, and Elven Stone floated up.
The Meteoric Iron was calcined by the green flame on Feng Wuchen's palm, while the Warm Jade and Elven Stone revolved around the Meteoric Iron.
"Refiner!" Wei Yun's eyes flashed with shock.
"He's a refiner!" General Manager Li and Young Master Liu were dumbfounded.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked. Even if they were not refiners, they could guess that Feng Wuchen was a refiner!
The existence of refiners was even rarer than alchemists, and powerful refiners were even rarer.
However, what shocked them was not as simple as Feng Wuchen being a refiner, but a refiner who could use Meteoric Iron to refine weapons!
Ordinary refiners could at most use fine iron to refine ordinary weapons and magic treasures. Second Grade, Third Grade, and even Fourth Grade refiners could only use black iron to refine weapons and magic treasures. To be able to use Meteoric Iron to refine weapons, that was definitely a powerful refiner, at least a Fifth Grade refiner!
Ordinary refiners were enough to make people respect and awe, then what about a Fifth Grade refiner?
"This kid can actually use Meteoric Iron to refine Qi! He's a Fifth Grade refiner! " Wei Yun was shocked, "In the entire Yunzhou, you can't find a Third Grade refiner. In the entire empire, there's only one Fourth Grade refiner. This kid is actually a Fifth Grade refiner!"
To be a Fifth Grade refiner at such a young age, how terrifying was that?
Wei Yun didn't dare to imagine!
The Meteoric Iron was burning in Feng Wuchen's palm. Not long after, it began to turn red and finally turned into liquid. The Warm Jade and Elven Stone had also merged into the Meteoric Iron.
Feng Wuchen's hands were constantly changing mysterious gestures, and the liquid Meteoric Iron was squirming like a spirit.
The entire hall was silent. Everyone was immersed in Feng Wuchen's wonderful refining. That superb method made them feel excited and shocked.
Feng Wuchen continued to refine the Meteoric Iron, removing all the impurities. Then, according to his thoughts, he began to divide the Meteoric Iron into two. At the same time, it began to condense into two identical storage rings!
The two storage rings emitted an extremely powerful aura, and a dazzling blue light enveloped the entire hall.
With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuchen kept the two storage rings in his palm. The dazzling blue light disappeared, and the entire hall was dumbfounded.
At this moment, Wei Yun was also dumbstruck. He was completely stunned by Feng Wuchen's superb refining skills.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two storage rings were completely refined!
"Crafting with a thought! Crafting with a thought! "Wei Yun exclaimed, breaking the silence in the hall.
"What a powerful aura! It's a Spiritual Equipment! It can't be wrong! I've never seen such a powerful refiner before! His speed is too fast! "
"Low-grade Spiritual Equipment! Low-grade Spiritual Equipment! He … he's a Fifth Grade refiner! Young Master Liu is finished! Offending a Fifth Grade refiner, even the Heavenly King can't save him! "
"Refining with the palm of his hand, without the need for a refining furnace, he can refine as he pleases! And it's a Spiritual Equipment! "
As Wei Yun broke the silence, the entire hall was in an uproar. Everyone was shocked.
Feng Wuchen slowly opened his palm, and the two storage rings emitting blue light appeared in front of everyone's eyes again. They were like peerless treasures, shocking countless people.
Crafting with a thought was unparalleled in the world!
"Crafting with a thought! Even a Fifth Grade refiner can't do it. He's definitely not at the level of a Fifth Grade refiner! "Wei Yun was so shocked that even his old bones were trembling.
Looking at the shocked Young Master Liu, Feng Wuchen sneered, "Now, tell me the price of these two storage rings!"
Young Master Liu was already petrified and did not move.
Although a Spiritual Equipment was only one grade higher than a Treasure Equipment, they could not be compared.
If a comparison had to be made, simply put, if the space of a high-grade Treasure Equipment storage ring was only one square meter, then a low-grade Spiritual Equipment would be at least 100 square meters!
If it was a Spiritual Equipment, its power would be 100 times that of a Treasure Equipment!
Not to mention the price of a Spiritual Equipment, just based on Feng Wuchen's identity as a Fifth Grade refiner, it was already a priceless treasure!
"Mr. Feng is really an expert!" After Wei Yun regained his senses, he hurriedly said excitedly, "The Meteoric Iron has not been sold in the auction house for many years. Today, it can only shine after meeting Mr. Feng. This means that the Meteoric Iron and Mr. Feng are fated. The Meteoric Iron will definitely be given to Mr. Feng as a gift!"
Wei Yun was not stupid. If he still dared to accept money at this time, the auction house would not be able to operate anymore.
"You heard that?" Feng Wuchen sneered. His right hand grabbed the air, and the Red Fiery Sword appeared out of thin air.
Feng Wuchen waved his sword and cut off the petrified Young Master Liu's arm without hesitation. Fresh blood spurted out.
"Ah!" The moment his arm was cut off, Young Master Liu suddenly woke up. The intense pain spread throughout his body, causing him to scream.
Manager Li knelt down in fear and begged for mercy, "Mr. Feng, please spare my life. I … I have eyes but did not recognize Mount Tai. I did not know Mr. Feng's honorable self. I … I was looking for Mr. Feng …"
Before General Manager Li could finish speaking, Feng Wuchen had already slashed out with his sword and chopped off General Manager Li's arm. General Manager Li endured the pain and didn't dare to scream out loud.
"Seeing that Elder Wei Yun gave me the Meteoric Iron, I will spare your life," Feng Wuchen said coldly.
Wei Yun at the side did not dare to stop him. Who would dare to offend such a terrifying and powerful refiner?
Everyone in the main hall was so scared that their faces turned pale. The fear and respect they had for Feng Wuchen came from the bottom of their hearts.
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