An alchemist would always have feelings for their first alchemy product. Take Connor for example. Although the Shadow Dagger, which he had crafted for the first time, was completely useless with his current strength, Connor was not willing to trade it away. Instead, he kept it safely in his own space ring.
Hence, based on his own experience, Connor boldly deduced that the Soulbreaker Dagger that the skinny young man had just sold was probably crafted by himself. This conclusion piqued Connor's interest. Ever since he had entered the Sorcerer World, the only alchemist Connor had come into contact with was his mentor, Reyes. On top of that, the high prices of magic artifacts made Connor sigh at the scarcity of alchemists in the Sorcerer World!
Now that he had met a newcomer in such an environment, Connor was very interested in him. If he did not have important matters to attend to in the Prosper Club, he would have gone over to interact with that young man!
After silently muttering in his heart, "Let's meet again if fate allows," Connor focused his attention on the upcoming transactions between the Magi in the hall.
His main purpose for coming here was to see if he could purchase the Dark Meteorite he needed to repair the Castiya Formation in the Prosper Club.
As time passed, most of the Magi in the hall had exchanged for what they wanted. The gathering of the Prosper Club was gradually coming to an end.
Connor, who had yet to see the Dark Meteorite, sighed inwardly when he saw that there was no trace of the Dark Meteorite in the gathering. He stood up from the corner and looked around at the people in the hall. In a deep voice, he said, "I need a piece of Dark Meteorite. The price is negotiable!"
As Connor's voice trailed off, most of the Magi in the hall had expressions of confusion in their eyes. It was obvious that they had no idea what a rare alchemy material like the dark meteorite could be used for. They might not even have heard of the name of the dark meteorite.
When no one said anything, Connor's expression darkened. He had high hopes that he would be able to find the Dark Meteorite at the Prosper Club, but now it seemed that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He might really have to go to the Meazza Manor to try his luck.
Just as Connor accepted his fate and was about to sit down, a tall and thin elder wearing a wooden mask in the center of the hall suddenly said, "Is this the Dark Meteorite you want?"
After the skinny old man finished speaking, he stroked his spatial ring and an egg-sized smooth black stone appeared in his hand. He showed it to Connor.
Seeing the small stone in the old man's hand, Connor's face lit up under the mask. However, he maintained a calm expression and said, "That's right, this is the Dark Meteorite I want!"
"You really want it?" After receiving an affirmative answer from Connor, the skinny old man kept the Dark Meteorite in his spatial ring and asked Connor leisurely.
After hearing the old man's question, Connor had a bad premonition. However, in order to repair the Castilla Staff, Connor could only brace himself and say, "I want it!"
The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "I have great use for this Dark Meteorite, but if you can give me a price that I can't refuse, then I will give it to you. I can transfer the Dark Meteorite to you! "
When the words "can't refuse" entered his ears, Connor's eyes under the mask immediately narrowed. He could not be bothered to waste any more time with the old man and directly said, "What do you want?"
The lanky elder chuckled as he extended his palm towards Connor and raised five fingers. Slowly, he said, "Five thousand gold guineas, not a single cent less! Also, only cash, not checks! "
After hearing this condition, a nameless flame rose in Connor's heart. This old man was obviously taking advantage of the situation and wanted to rip him off! The market price of a Dark Meteorite was at most five hundred gold guineas. This old man wanted to increase the price by ten times!
Forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, Connor sized up the old man and said in a deep voice, "Two thousand gold guineas!"
After hearing Connor's reply, the old man snorted and sat down, as if he had no intention of negotiating with Connor.
Seeing this, Connor did not say anything and returned to his seat. Apart from the silver coins in his spatial ring, the two thousand gold guineas were all the money he had left. He could not possibly offer a higher price!
After Connor stood up, a few other Magi stood up to seek a deal. No one else in the hall wanted to make a deal. Seeing this, Mr. Mustapha announced the end of the Prosper Club's Magi gathering for the day. Mr. Mustapha waved his hand and four screens of light appeared on the four walls of the hall. The Magi in the hall began to leave in an orderly manner.
Seeing that the old man who wanted to rip him off had chosen the second screen of light, Connor made up his mind and stood at the second screen of light without batting an eyelid. He had missed the Dark Meteorite in the Prosper Club, and he might not be able to find the Dark Meteorite in the Meazza Manor. Since that was the case, he, Connor Ferguson, might as well see if he could take advantage of the situation. Although the deal did not go through, Connor observed that the old man who wanted to rip him off had the same cultivation level as him, an intermediate Apprentice Magus.
Even without the help of the Castilla Array, Connor was very confident in his own strength. He himself was an extremely rare, strange, and unpredictable Magus of the Spirit element. He also cultivated a high-grade meditation technique and had several powerful magic items on hand. As long as he was not careless, Connor would be able to take down a Magus of the same rank.
Perhaps he did not expect that someone would want to kill him out of greed, but the old man did not notice Connor who was quietly following behind him. He continued to step into the second screen of light with a calm expression.
Watching the skinny old man walk into the door of light, Connor narrowed his eyes. As long as this skinny old man didn't immediately run away after discovering him, Connor was confident that with the range of his spiritual force, which far exceeded that of an ordinary Intermediate Apprentice Adept, he would definitely be able to find this old man!
After waiting for about ten minutes, it was finally Connor's turn. After stepping into the second screen of light, a cruel smile appeared at the corners of Connor's mouth. Now, he was going to become a hunter and begin his hunt!
However, what Connor did not notice was that the mysterious official Magus, Mr. Mustapha, was silently watching Connor as he walked into the screen of light.
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