Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Chapter 206: Red Toad Mountain, Huo Family Gains Power (Seeking Subscriptions)_3

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Now, the Rogue Cultivator scrubbily insisted that the Grand Elder of Huo Family purposefully undervalued items, suspecting him of selfishly pocketing the difference.

Not only that.

Some cultivators who had previously submitted items for auction also felt uneasy and wanted to apply for a re-evaluation.

One thing led to another, and the entrance for Rogue Cultivators got blocked.

The Grand Elder of Huo Family, who was now stuck there, found it a little hard to get off the stage.

“No matter, just follow me through the true cultivator’s passage!”

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Luo Chen said, unleashing his Spirit Power Fluctuation of Foundation Establishment Stage and proceeded onwards.

Wherever he passed, Qi Refinement Stage Rogue Cultivators would make way for him.

Many were curious to look at this unfamiliar Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

When passing through the channel that collected Rogue Cultivator’s auction goods, Luo Chen glanced and shook his head.

Qu Lingjun curiously looked over and casually asked, “Master, why doesn’t the Huo Family hire a professional appraiser?”

“Is it possible that this is already their clan’s most professional appraiser?”

The one who spoke was Su Xiaolin.

A Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivator who had risen in the Luo Tian Creed in recent years.

In her forties, she looked young and had a lively character.

While she was speaking, a dashing young man dressed in a red robe walked towards them.

“Hmm?”

He glanced at Su Xiaolin, his face slightly sinking.

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A foundation establishment aura suddenly burst out, bone chilling and sharp!

Luo Chen furrowed his brows and waved his hand casually.

The once sharp aura was like a wave hitting the reef – initially fierce, but eventually it receded powerlessly.

“Friend, there’s no need to pick on juniors, right?”

The young man stared intently at Luo Chen with wide eyes.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Luo Chen, and I apologize for the disrespect of my subordinate,” Luo Chen said, slightly bowing his hand as he spoke.

“Hmph, you should indeed manage these despicable cultivators from rural areas.”

The young man snorted coldly and didn’t continue arguing with Luo Chen.

He brushed past them and headed straight to the appraisal hut where the Rogue Cultivators had gathered.

Before the young man got closer, he announced his surname.

“Our Huo Family wouldn’t take an interest in these kinds of commodities, and the idea of us deliberately lowering the price is ridiculous.”

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“A Thousand-Year Spirit Grass it is? I, Huo Hu, will buy it for three thousand Spirit Stones!”

Hearing the voice behind him, Luo Chen couldn’t help but shake his head.

What a despot.

Paying three thousand Spirit Stones for a Thousand-Year Spirit Grass seemed generous, but in reality, it was a bargain for him.

Moreover, the Rogue Cultivators wouldn’t dare not to sell to Huo Hu, a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.

“Selling at a higher price in auction is out of question.”

This auction was hosted by the Huo Family.

The Rogue Cultivators, must sell!

“Senior, are you the chief of Luo Tian Creed?”

A delicately beautiful servant girl appeared in front of him.

Luo Chen nodded his head.

The girl gave a slight smile and guided them, “Your booth is over there, please follow me.”

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“Okay.”

Under the guidance of the servant girl, Luo Chen and his group quickly entered a fairly spacious booth.

Through an open platform, they could view everything happening below in the palace.

The location was not bad.

However, the arrangement for the Rogue Cultivators within the venue was not up to the mark.

Seats were randomly placed.

Some were even different in color.

Furthermore, it wasn’t like the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion which provided free fruits and Spirit Tea.

It truly was a hastily prospered Immortal Cultivation Clan, lacking the grace of a Sect.

Luo Chen shook his head and sat down.

By now, he realized that the atmosphere within the group was somewhat tense.

Following Luo Chen’s gaze, Qu Lingjun pursed his lip and regretted, “Master, I shouldn’t have been so talkative earlier.”

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Su Xiaolin even kneeled halfway, apologizing directly.

“Chief, I misspoke and caused you trouble.”