Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Chu Feng looked at the Phoenix Feather with a fiery gaze.

He possessed the Nine Yang Sword Veins, and obtaining this Phoenix Feather would ensure that in less than sixty years, he could reach the Nine-star Sword God Realm. In the future, charging toward the Supreme Sword God Realm would also be twice the result with half the effort.

"So, what do you think? Do I need to order them to open all the boxes one by one for inspection?" Young Master Jin Ling had a smug smile on his face, his arrogance fully displayed.

Casually revealing two treasures was already this precious, and the remaining ones must also be rare treasures. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Chu Feng was extremely envious of the Sword Immortal City Lord’s abundant wealth.

Even though he already owned a Great Chu Empire, searching the nation’s treasury, it would be hard to find a treasure of this level.

A hundred-thousand-year-old ordinary ginseng could be found, but as for a million-year-old one, don’t even think about it.

The two-million-year-old Five Elements Ginseng Essence was something he didn’t dare to wish for, even in his dreams.

"Young Master Jin Ling, who doesn’t know that the treasures of your family are as vast as mountains and seas? Who would dare doubt your wealth? But you see, there are a lot of clients waiting for appraisals, so perhaps you could leave the treasures here and list them in detail. Once appraised, we would get back to you; how about that?"

A few employees were wiping their cold sweat.

Meeting such a wealthy and imposing master, and moreover one with such presence, who wouldn’t be intimidated?

But this person ’played by the rules’ and didn’t violate Penglai Auction’s regulations. Even if these employees had great abilities, they couldn’t do anything else but bow deeply in deference.

"What a joke! No matter how rich I am, it doesn’t come from nowhere. If I leave them and you swipe one or two, who will I turn to for compensation?"

Young Master Jin Ling was here to cause trouble and had no intention of leaving the treasures behind obediently.

Finding a seemingly plausible excuse, he forced these employees into silence.

They couldn’t do anything about him.

As time ticked away, the appraisals at the Penglai Auction were disrupted. Many clients started to complain, expressing their dissatisfaction.

These employees were anxious and sweating profusely.

They had reported to the higher-ups, but the higher-ups didn’t dare to show up.

No one wanted to provoke Young Master Jin Ling.

Tomorrow was the annual, grandest auction. Everyone at the auction was preparing for it. If due to untimely appraisals, everything crumbles, these people would become the culprits.

The higher-ups wouldn’t care and would definitely put the blame directly on them.

"We can’t let this drag on, we must find a solution!" a few employees whispered to each other.

"Should we temporarily set up another appraisal window?" one employee suggested.

"Absolutely not! We only have six appraisers, each with their own expertise. According to our auction house’s centuries-old rule, any item must be appraised by all six appraisers together. This way, we can minimize errors."

"If we were to split up the appraisers and a misjudgment occurred during an appraisal, Penglai Auction’s golden reputation would be ruined. This consequence is something we cannot bear."

Penglai Auction had been dedicated to training new appraisers,

but only six old veterans could officially take charge.

Those apprentice novices can only watch their masters, gain insights, and learn knowledge.

The appraising industry is highly specialized and values knowledge accumulation greatly. Without over ten thousand years of training, it’s hard to cultivate a capable appraiser.

Especially at Penglai Auction, the requirements are even more stringent.

"This Young Master gives you two choices: either bring out Manager Ye to meet me."

"Or we can just keep wasting time. Anyway, I have plenty of time."

Young Master Jin Ling finally revealed his true intentions.

Presumably, only Chu Feng and Li Shishi were unaware of who Young Master Jin Ling came for?

After hearing his demands, the employees still looked bitter.

"Well... Manager Ye indeed has something going on and is not here. If you wish to see Manager Ye, come tomorrow, and you are guaranteed to meet him," an employee said with a smiling face.

"Hmph! Have you ever heard the saying ’each day without seeing is like three autumns’? I have come to see Manager Ye many times. It’s either he’s not here today or busy tomorrow. Never once willing to meet me."

Young Master Jin Ling was very dissatisfied.

"Today, I mean what I say. If Manager Ye doesn’t come out to meet me, we’ll just keep it up. I really want to see if Penglai Auction’s year-end sale tomorrow needs to be postponed?"

For Penglai Auction, reputation is absolutely the most important.

The year-end event is always very grand, held on the last day of the year.

If it gets delayed by a day, it’s no longer called a year-end event but a New Year’s event.

This would certainly have a major negative impact on Penglai Auction’s reputation.

It’s absolutely unacceptable.

"If Manager Ye comes to see you, will you leave immediately?" an employee asked.

"Of course, I keep my word!" Young Master Jin Ling replied assertively, his head held high.

Just as he finished speaking, a sweet fragrance filled the air.

"Jin Lingjing, I am here, what do you want to say!" A crisp and extremely cold but pleasant voice echoed.

Chu Feng looked up and saw a beautiful woman with a lazy and charming demeanor appear—it was Manager Ye, whom he had met before.

If not for seeing it himself, Chu Feng would hardly believe it—Manager Ye could actually be so cold and indifferent.

The last time, when Manager Ye helped Chu Feng with a membership card, she was very warm and friendly. Only when leaving did her attitude turn slightly indifferent toward Chu Feng.

At this moment, Manager Ye’s face was cold, showing no warmth, an ice mountain in living form.

This is how much she dislikes Young Master Jin Ling, to turn her into an ice mountain?

"Little Wu, you finally agree to see me! Do you know? These days, I have lost my appetite, my sleep unsettled. Just closing my eyes, your image appears in my mind momentarily. Thinking about you fills my heart with such sweetness... I really like you..."

Young Master Jin Ling seemed to be the most romantic man in the world. Once Manager Ye appeared, his eyes stayed fixated on her.

As if in his world, only Manager Ye existed.

"Childish!"

Manager Ye listened, unmoved and instead, looked disgusted.

"I’ve said it many times, I am Ye Wu. You can call me Manager Ye or Ye Wu. Please don’t address me so intimately—I’m not familiar with you." Manager Ye warned Young Master Jin Ling with dissatisfaction on her face.

Even when treated so coldly by her, Young Master Jin Ling didn’t get angry.

Instead, he smiled sheepishly, saying "Sorry, I miss you so much, so when I see you, I get excited and forget the nickname isn’t appropriate. I’ll pay attention next time."