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Chapter 9 I Will Not Give You A Chance (9)

Hearing the word "chance", Mo Ci subconsciously looked at the person who spoke. The man looked very thin and his face was a little pale. It was obvious at a glance that he was not a powerful person.

However, Mo Ci's eyes were still on the things on the other person's stall. Indeed, at first glance, the things on this person's stall were just some scrap metal.

Of course, at first glance, this is also scrap metal.

The man shouted like that simply because he saw that he was young and rich and wanted to cheat him out of any money he could. He had experienced this kind of drama in his previous life.

"Oh? You said there's a chance among these scraps of metal?"

Since Mo Ci was very free now, he just played with the other party. As soon as he said this, he stopped in his tracks, and the stall owner immediately responded passionately.

"Hey, young master, don't disbelieve me, I got all these things from the ruins of the wasteland. Do you know the ruins of the wasteland?"

"I'm not kidding, young master. Initially, all that was left in the wasteland ruins were scrap metal. But among that scrap metal, a profound weapon emerged. Now, on the world's weapon rankings, three of the top ten are from the wasteland ruins."

"Isn't this an opportunity?"

Well, this story is quite good, and there are clues to follow. Indeed, the fact that a mysterious weapon was unearthed in the wasteland ruins is no secret on the entire continent.

However, since the birth of the Xuanqi, countless people have gone to the wasteland ruins in order to find the Xuanqi, but no one since then has actually obtained the Xuanqi.

Now, it is impossible for any fish to slip through the net.

Mo Ci nodded silently in agreement, watching the other party's increasingly excited expression. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Siwei's unmoved expression, and he didn't see any intention of stopping him.

But then again, even if Mo Ci was really deceived and bought something here today, it wouldn't cost him many crystals. It was nothing to Siwei, and even less to Shuiliang.

For this master-disciple pair, making their son/disciple happy is priceless.

Thinking about it, Mo Ci's attention turned to the pile of scrap metal again, and he was really ready to choose something that he liked.

After all, money can't buy my happiness.

Seeing that Mo Ci was interested, the stall owner tried even harder to sell his products. The stall owners around him shook their heads secretly when they saw this, as if if Mo Ci paid for these things, a few words would be engraved on his forehead.

He is stupid, has a lot of money and is easy to cheat.

What's more, some people had already planned to wait for Mo Ci to buy something and then immediately start selling their own things, even thinking of the words they would use to sell it.

Mo Ci also looked at it for a while and asked, "How are you going to sell these scrap metals?"

When the stall owner heard that it was going to be bought, his eyes lit up and he spoke in a rather smug tone.

"Since this is your first time here, I'll give you a 10% discount. You only need 99 crystals for any of the items here."

Ninety-nine crystals? As soon as these words came out, not only Mo Ci, but even the vendors watching felt that this man was shameless. These scrap metals were said to be obtained from the ruins of the wasteland, but who could guarantee that?

Moreover, it was obvious that these were things that no one wanted and had no cost at all, but he asked for ninety-nine crystals without even a word of advice. It was really a profitable deal.

"You think I'm easy to deceive?"

It was Mo Ci's first time being a sucker and he was not experienced, so he asked very seriously. This straightforward question made the stall owner feel a little embarrassed and his smile froze on his face.

Fang Siwei, who was standing aside, swallowed the words he wanted to remind Mo Ci and continued to look at Mo Ci with a smile on his face. His junior brother was not that easy to fool.

Seeing the stall owner remained silent, Mo Ci continued, "No matter how much you praise these things, they're still just scrap metal, ninety-nine crystals each. I have quite a few of these things, so how about selling them all to you?"

"...Haha, young master, it was just a joke. If you don't like it, forget it."

The stall owner also knew that his exorbitant price was a bit too much, and he couldn't afford to offend Mo Ci. After all, Fang Siwei, who was wearing the clothes of Xuanshui Sect, was following Mo Ci, and they looked like they were together. If he couldn't afford to offend him, couldn't he just avoid him?

However, the stall owner didn't know that Mo Ci had originally just planned to buy one for the sake of humility. But just when he was about to give up the idea, the jade slip that he couldn't open suddenly moved.

The thing that caused the jade slip to move was among this pile of scrap metal, but Mo Ci couldn't tell which one it was.

"No, I like it very much, but I don't like your behavior of looking down on others. I want this pile of junk, but not just one ninety-nine crystals, but all of them together, ninety-nine crystals."

Mo Ci spoke. He also knew that these things were very profitable. For the stall owner, he did not pay any cost. Ninety-nine crystals were his pure profit, which was a sure win.

"If you agree, I'll give you 100 crystals, no discount required. If you don't agree, forget it. I'll go look somewhere else. Maybe I'll find something I like better."

After saying that, Mo Ci pretended to look at the things on other stalls. The stall owners of those stalls also displayed the things on their stalls very politely, and they couldn't wait to come close to Mo Ci's ear to introduce them to him.

After listening to Mo Ci's words, the stall owner did think about it carefully. In fact, these scrap metals did not really come from the wasteland ruins. He picked them up from other places.

No one wanted it, and he just did it casually. It had been here for a long time, and no one would buy it even if someone asked. Now, buying this pile of scrap metal for 100 crystals was a sure profit for him.

Besides, he still has a lot of these things at home.

Thinking of this, the stall owner immediately smiled and said, "Wait a moment, young master. Haha, these things did not take up too much of my energy, but after all, I collected them. I saw that you liked them today, so I will sell them to you."

"Well, one hand pays the other hand delivers the goods."

Mo Ci nodded with satisfaction, put away the pile of scrap metal, gave the other party another hundred crystals, and then watched the other party leave here happily.

Soon, the stall was occupied by someone else, and Mo Ci's generous move immediately aroused everyone's enthusiasm.

When Mo Ci and Fang Siwei left, they both had tinnitus. Those people were too enthusiastic and their voices were too loud, which made them a little uncomfortable. Their heads are still buzzing.

For Mo Ci, this was still okay, but for Fang Siwei, it was his first experience and he had a dazed look on his face.

After a while, the two saw that the time was almost up, so they went to the auction house to meet up with the other people from Xuanshui Sect.

Xuanshui Sect is one of the best sects in Molin, so its location is naturally the best. Mo Ci took a look at this place and it looked more like a big house.

Mo Ci naturally sat next to Shui Liang, but his eyes were looking down. The auction hall was divided into three levels, and the most ordinary level was at the bottom, where there was no cover.

Then there are separate small rooms, which belong to the second tier.

There is a large room where a group of people can sit without feeling crowded and have tea and snacks. This belongs to the third tier, which is also the highest tier.

The Xuanshui Sect is now at the highest level. It is the first time for Mo Ci to participate in such a large auction. He is a little excited. He did not expect that he would see the world after living a second life.

Not long after they sat down, Mo Ci and Shui Liang briefly explained what they had just done, and the auction began.

The auctioneer today is the young master of this auction house. Shui Liang said that this man is here to gain experience and this is his first time on stage.

Mo Ci looked at the person standing on the auction platform. If Shui Qingmiao's aesthetic taste tended towards wealth, then the aesthetic taste of this so-called young master of the auction house tended towards peacocks.

Just as eye-catching, just as eye-irritating when looked at too much.

Mo Ci actually wanted to ask, if an auctioneer wears such colorful clothes, won’t it steal the show?

But soon, Mo Ci knew the answer - no.

The auction house in Molinzhou City has a deep background. At least in Mo Ci's opinion, each item brought out is really exciting.

Soon, the auction was halfway through, and this time the auctioneer took out a very shining piece of clothing. The moment he saw the clothing, Mo Ci thought that this was Shui Qingmiao's aesthetic.

The next second, Shui Liang beside him said, "Miao'er, do you like that dress? Dad will buy it for you."

What's the point of buying this dress before I even introduce it to you?

Mo Ci's eyes slowly moved towards Shui Liang. Thinking of how shiny the clothes would look on him, he felt scared and replied reluctantly.

"Dad, there's no need to spend so much money."

"Don't worry, it's not time to spend too much on a piece of clothing."

Shui Liang mistook the reluctance in Mo Ci's tone for the fact that he liked the child but was sensible enough not to accept it. He felt even more attached to his child. Not to mention this one piece of clothing, even if there were a hundred or eighty more, he, as a father, would buy them!

So Shui Liang quoted a very high price before the auctioneer even mentioned the starting price. Mo Ci looked at Shui Liang in surprise, and saw that Shui Liang had a loving fatherly look on his face.

He swallowed back what Mo Ci wanted to say. Forget it, he's his dad, so just buy it for him. At worst, he'll just wear it less often.

The few people at this time did not notice at all that when they said the number, the auctioneer's eyes lit up. When he looked at the box where Xuanshui Sect was, his eyes were full of joy of meeting a soulmate.

The auctioneer didn't know what was going on and didn't say what the function of the dress was. Others didn't know either, and since they didn't like such fancy clothes aesthetically, they didn't bid up the price either.

This piece of clothing became the fastest-selling item at auction so far. When the item was delivered to Mo Ci, the smile on Mo Ci's face became more forced.

After putting on this outfit, he must be the most handsome guy, but also the most socially awkward guy.

Mo Ci put the clothes away and thanked Shui Liang with a smile, "Dad, I like it very much."

"I knew you liked it. Keep it well. You'll have a demon pet later. If you like something, just tell Daddy directly."

Shui Liang knew that his child liked it, and he was happy at the moment. Then he mentioned the matter of the demon pet. Mo Ci didn't say anything else and just looked at the items quietly.

Finally, it was time to auction the demon pets. Twenty cages were placed on the auction table, arranged at different heights.

Inside the cages are all young monsters, and they are all very cute just by looking at their appearance.

Mo Ci also looked at the monsters one by one as the auctioneer introduced them, and among these monsters there was one that looked more gorgeous.

It was a fluffy bird, like a chick that had just hatched from its shell. Its feathers looked like a mixture of many colors, yet they appeared particularly harmonious.

Mo Ci looked at the bird a few more times, and the bird seemed to sense his gaze. It raised its head, which was originally hidden under its wings, and looked straight in the direction of Mo Ci.

"Dad, I want that bird."

When Mo Ci realized his interest in the bird, he told Shui Liang immediately.

Although the bird's feathers were more colorful, for some reason he was very interested in it, and its fur was secondary.

Shui Liang looked over as he was told, then nodded in admiration, "Not bad, this bird complements Miao'er's dress just now. This is the one I'll choose."

Shui Liang started bidding, but Mo Ci felt embarrassed. When he thought about himself wearing the fancy clothes and a fancy bird following him, he felt that the scene was a bit dazzling.

It's amazing, he is creating all the colors around him.

Perhaps things with too many colors are not that popular. This bird, like that piece of clothing, was quickly captured by the Xuanshui Sect.

However, the monster will not be delivered to Mo Ci now. Instead, he will have to wait until the auction is over and go to the backstage of the auction house to sign the contract with the people at the auction house before he can take it away.

Mo Ci sat for a long time. Xuanshui Sect bought three things this time, two of which were for Mo Ci. This kindness really made Mo Ci unforgettable.

After the auction was over, everyone from Xuanshui Sect headed backstage, and Mo Ci saw the auctioneer, the young master of the auction house, next to the bird.

The man saw Mo Ci, who was dressed differently, at a glance and immediately came up to him with a smile.

"Are you the one who bought that dress and this demon pet?"

Although it was a question, the other party's eyes were full of certainty. Mo Ci wanted to shake his head to deny it, but... these two things were indeed bought for him.

He kept silent, which the other party thought was his agreement. Then Mo Ci got a look of sympathy from the other party, and was a little puzzled. Then he saw the other party salute Shui Liang.

"Master Shui, thank you for taking care of my Manjin Auction House."

"Your name is Jin Hongzhen, right? Jin Yu really has a good son. By the way, how old are you?"

"The boy is sixteen this year."

"Sixteen? Miao'er, come here," Mo Ci walked obediently to Shui Liang. He already knew what Shui Liang was going to do, and sure enough, the next sentence was.

"My son, Shui Qingmiao, is seventeen years old. You two are the same age, so you can be friends."

"Well, Uncle Shui," Jin Hongzhen readily followed the lead and changed to a more intimate name, and Shui Liang also responded with a smile.

Only Mo Ci felt a headache. If this peacock were friends with him, wouldn't his eyes hurt every day?

However, Mo Ci also knew that Shui Liang wanted to expand his circle of friends, so he nodded and extended a hand of friendship to Jin Hongzhen.

"Shui Qingmiao."

"Jin Hongzhen."